"Fear breads a deadening caution, a holding back, a stagnant waiting until people no longer can recall what they are waiting for or saving themselves for. When we fear failure more than we love life; when we are dominated by thoughts of what we might have been rather than by thoughts of what we might become; when we are haunted by the disparity between our ideal self and our real self; when we are tormented by guilt, shame, remorse, and self-condemnation, we deny our faith in the God of love." Brennan Manning

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Back

I've arrived home again and slept well last night for the first time in 4 days.  The first thing I did was bust out some shorts and celebrate being away from the "Flag Pole."  It's absolutely insane how uptight Camp Phoenix is.  It has to be the salute capitol of the world.  Way too much brass up there.  You can't walk 5 feet without saluting to or back at someone.  God forbid you make a no cover, no salute policy like the NATO commands do.  Woops, don't want to set a bad example for the world.  Ahh, the US military, we are so wound up we can't allow people to relax and just do their job.  "Ah to be" as my mother would say.  Anyway, I'm back in the South, thank God, and actually in the real war zone.  Ironically it feels sooooo liberating!


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David M said...

The Thunder Run has linked to this post in the blog post From the Front: 03/27/2008 News and Personal dispatches from the front lines.

March 27, 2008 at 12:26 PM

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