It was on this day seventy one years ago that allied soldiers from all over the world staged a landing on the Normandy beaches that changed the course of history. These were everyday souls whose actions raised them from the ordinary to heights of heroism that have seldom been achieved by mankind in our history. There was great fear the night before and the morning of the invasion but these people went forward anyway and so many of them died in the course of the day. Many of them lie buried now not far from the invasion site in cemetaries in long rows of white tombstoned graves that are a mute but powerful testimony to what went on there so long ago. The whiteness of those graves lends a purity to the selfless actions of young people who will now remain forever young as they have joined an endless parade of those who have given all that they possibly could so that the rest could have a life full of the possibilities that they will never know. The sands of the Normandy beaches lie still now as the endless waters of the sea wash over them but the precious blood that was spilled there leaves a stain of precious glory that can never be taken away as long as free people have the ability to remember.
May God endlessly bless them all.
To say that "God exists" is the greatest understatement ever made across space and time.