The Final Inspection
 

The Final Inspection
The soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as brightly as his brass

"Step Forward Now, You Soldier
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek
To the Church have you been true?

The Soldier squared his shoulders and
said,"No Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a Saint.

I've had to work most Sundays
And at times my talk was tough
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep....
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here,
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears

If you've a place for me here,
Lord,It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand."

There was a silence all around the Throne
Where the Saints had often trod
As the soldier waited quietly
For the judgement of his God.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well,
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."

To all that serve or have served

I believe this was penned by Cal Reddic of Flordia

That was might nice and them hankies are getting a might damp now here :ae: