Summary: A sermon based on a tract given to Confederate Soldiers preached for Veteran's Day (The full and unabridged edition of this tract is at: http://ia700400.us.archive.org/1/items/motherspartingwo00broc/motherspartingwo00broc.pdf)
As a group of soldiers stood in formation at an Army Base, the Drill Sergeant said, "All right! All you idiots fall out." As the rest of the squad wandered away, one soldier remained at attention. The Drill Instructor walked over until he was eye-to-eye with him, and then raised a single eyebrow. The soldier smiled and said, "Sure was a lot of 'em, huh, sir?"
Tomorrow is Veteran’s Day. Veterans Day is an official US holiday which honors people who have served in armed service also known as veterans. Veterans Day is not to be confused with Memorial Day; Veterans Day celebrates the service of all U.S. military veterans, while Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving.
In observance of Veteran’s Day I am going to be reciting portions of a tract that was given to Confederate Soldiers in the Civil War called “A Mother’s Parting Words to Her Soldier Boy.” Many chaplains of the Confederacy gave out these tracts to the soldiers with great spiritual success. I do not know who wrote this tract but it says a lot to all of us whether we served in the armed forces of our country or not. Now this tract has portions that promote the Southern cause for the Civil War so I am not including those. Also changed some words that have have different meanings today and omitted some other sentences for various reasons.
Thesis: A Mother’s Parting Words to Her Soldier Boy
At the time of our separation, my heart was too tenderly and deeply affected to permit me to give utterance to the words of affectionate counsel, which I longed to pour into your ear. My mingled emotions of love, grief, and anxiety could find vent only in tears. But I have concluded in this manner to trasmit to you the words of instruction, warning and encouragement which I should have preferred to speak to you with my lips, had not the feelings awakened by your departure for the army, overpowered my self control. You need not be told that I love you, that I cherish a deep solicitude for your welfare, and that my happiness is bound up with your prosperity. I have a claim to your attention which I am sure your parental affection will not allow you to disregard.
I write to you chiefly, my boy, to impress on your heart the importance of enlisting under the banner of the Cross. The searcher of hearts knows that my greatest desire is, that you should be a sincere and consistent Christian. I have feebly endeavored by my instructions, prayers and example, to win you to the service of Christ. You may have thought it strange that I have conversed directly with you so little concerning the state of your soul. I desire to confess to you, and with shame before God, my deficiency in this respect. I have ever found a difficulty in speaking to my children on the subject of salvation, arising from what I know not what else but timidity, that has caused me great sorrow, and especially since you have passed to the dangers of the tented field, and beyond the reach of my anxious, beseeching words. Forgive me this wrong, and accept this communication as the best atonement which under the circumstances, I can offer. I feel now, that if I could see you, I would, from the fulness of my fond and burdened heart entreat you in such words as follow: