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REMEMBRANCE: If we cannot do him honor while he's here to hear the praise, then at least let's give him homage at the end of his days...

Saint Barbara
Patron Saint of the Field Artillery (Click on Picture)

A prayer for the safety and comfort of those affected by the tornado in Moore, Oklahoma:
Heavenly Father, we come before You to humbly ask for Your favor on all of those affected by the devastating tornado in the vicinity of Moore, Oklahoma. We ask Your care of those that You called home that they may be of service in glory to You. We ask Your powers of healing for those injured, and those dealing with loss, no matter how small or large. We ask that You bless those who are providing help and assistance to give them clear thought and skills to perform their duties. We thank You and praise You for Your protection of our members, and those who escaped injury or impact from this storm. May all take comfort in knowing You are with them as lives are put back together and communities rebuilt. In His name we pray, Amen.
Offered by Joe Goeke, Association Chaplain



The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost.
He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?" Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island!
It has come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad or things have caused undue stress, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain, suffering, or stress. Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground, it just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God.
Let us pray for our young soldiers that carry the banner of fredoom to foreign soils and keep our country free. The 1-14 FA has been deploying many soldiers as we were; let us first pray for them, and then support them and their families in every way we can.
Chaplain's note: Please provide any and all requests for pray to the editor of this newsletter and/or myself. Prayer by one is mighty; prayer by two or more makes for miracles.


                                    I DID NOT DIE
               Do not stand at my grave and weep:
               I am not there, I do not sleep.
               I am a thousand winds that blow,
               I am the diamond glints on the snow.
               I am the sunlight on the ripened grain,
               I am the Autumn rain.
              When you awaken in the morning hush,
              I am the swift uplifting rush
              of quiet birds in circled flight.
              I am the soft stars that shine at night.
              Do not stand ay my grave and cry;
              I am not there, I did not die.
                                            Author unknown
Below are the men that have stepped from the Regiment's ranks to a peaceful resting place.
       William L. Wubbena Jr.
       February 2003
       HHB, 6th Battalion
       Alan Ream
       July 2005
       Battery B, 6th Battalion
       D.R. ("Bob") Hamilton
       December 2006
       Battery A and HHB, 6th Battalion