We talked about the signing of the Armistice today in church. 100 years ago, on the 11th hour of the 11th day, of the 11th month. And we rang our bell 11 times. The war to end all wars ended 100 years ago today. Peace. Sacrifice. People. We pause today to thank all those who served, all those who mourned the death of people they loved. We thank all of those who cried, and waited, and those whose hearts were never the same after what they had seen in battle. We owe these people a debt we can only repay through our own steadfastness – our own awareness of the frailty of life, and the necessity of standing for something. Continue reading “100 years and veterans”