Friday, December 16, 2005

There's Something About Christmas Time

This past week our battalion conducted its holiday service. I planned ahead and ordered nice candles and pine garland for the alter. We worked with Major Roof to prepare a choir for the event; we had about thirty different soldiers in the choir, representing soldiers of all ranks. Specialist White played drums for the Little Drummer Boy, and three guitarists accompanied the choir and congregation in signing Silent Night, O' Come, O'Come Emmanuel, and O' Holy Night. Staff Sergeant Lyons sang a solo of Chestnuts, and we had several classical readings. I concluded the event with a meditation that tied together the experiences of the Nativity with our deployment. Afterwards we enjoyed refreshments--a good deal of them from various care packages soldiers donated for the cause. Despite the painful separation from our families--the evening was quite enjoyable. It was fitting that the field artillery teams were returning counterfire during our practices for the service; the loud booms contrasted nicely with our best Silent Night.

As we are planning to redeploy soon, we are packing our equipment and supplies this week. This morning we had to have everything customs inspected by our Military Police soldiers. As luck would have it, not only was there a mild sand storm this morning that covered all our gear that we had carefully taken our of containers and bags for the inspection, but it rained for the first time in months in just the hour that the inspection was conducted. Our bags are now filled with muddy articles we had worked so hard to keep clean. What a hoot.

I can't wait to see my family again.

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