We who preach the gospel must not think of ourselves as public relations agents sent to establish good will between Christ and the world. We must not imagine ourselves commissioned to make Christ acceptable to big business, the press, the world of sports or modern education. We are not diplomats but prophets, and our message is not a compromise but an ultimatum. A.W. Tozer
Therefore let God-inspired Scripture decide between us; and on whichever side be found doctrines in harmony with the word of God, in favor of that side will be cast the vote of truth. --Basil of Caesarea
Once you learn to discern, there's no going back. You will begin to spot the lie everywhere it appears.

I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has strengthened me, because He considered me faithful, putting me into service. 1 Timothy 1:12

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Happy Veterans Day

The last photo of me in my Class A uniform, 10/25/74, four months before leaving the Army. I was going to the bus station for a quick trip home.  The maroon beret is for paratroopers, and I was proud to be one.

I wear the beret for every Veterans Day performance and will be wearing it today. The photo above is what I will be doing today, and was taken at last year's performance.

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Anonymous said...

Thank you, Glenn, and all the veterans who read this. We the people are thankful for your service to and for our USA.
Nelia

November 11, 2025 at 10:09 AM
Jesse Albrecht said...

I appreciate your service.

November 11, 2025 at 1:27 PM
Glenn E. Chatfield said...

Thanks, Nelia. It was my pleasure to serve!

November 11, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Glenn E. Chatfield said...

Thanks Jesse!

November 11, 2025 at 5:18 PM
Anonymous said...

But you're a religious fundamentalist, believing in things like King James only, young earth creation, and eternal security. That takes away from any respectability you got.

November 16, 2025 at 11:58 AM
Anonymous said...

I was on holiday in the UK and visited a local brass band. They were down on numbers, rustled up a euphonium for me and then asked if I would like to play at the remembrance day service.

I duly did this, it was the first time, and was well attended. Old men with medals were a reminder that conflict did not cease in 1945.

Particularly moving is when the last post is played and then the two minutes silence.

'They shall not grow old
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We will remember them'

Ken B

November 16, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Glenn E. Chatfield said...

Ah, Mr/Mrs/Ms Troll.
It is a lie for you to say I support KJVO--proving you don't actually read my blog.
As for young earth creation, that is what the Bible teaches and no "science" has proven it to be wrong.
Being fundamental, i.e. following what the Bible says, is what EVERY Christian should be.
As for eternal security, Scripture also says if you are save you are eternally saved. The idea that one can lose salvation is a lie from hell.
Now take your apostasy and lies elsewhere.

November 17, 2025 at 10:36 AM
Glenn E. Chatfield said...

Hi Ken,
What is odd in the USA is that November 11th used to be called Armistice Day and was more for remembrance -- and it wasn't a holiday. Somewhere along the line it became a federal holiday to honor veterans while May 30th was Decoration Day/Memorial Day--again not a federal holiday. Then the Feds decided to make it into a 3-day weekend and made it the last Monday of May, which to me detracts from the purpose but, hey, Federal employees get holiday pay now!
We used to have Memorial Day parades--I remember when I was young in the later 1950s we still has WWI veterans in the parade, and some from the Spanish-American War. I don't remember any parades on 11/11 but others do. Some states/cities still have Memorial Day parades but none in which I've ever lived. I do play for a few different services on Memorial Day also.

I always thought the UK's "Remembrance Day" was better.

November 17, 2025 at 10:49 AM
Anonymous said...

Glenn - I remember when very young (early 60's!) going to the local cenotaph, and in those days there were still plenty of veterans from the first world war. I remember these aging men would march slowly by, their chests covered in medals. One local worthy even had a VC. It is only with reading histories and seeing some footage of that war that I have since come to realise what kind of a 'hell on earth' most of them must have gone through to get such medals.

I even took my dad in later life when coming back to Germany to the British military cemetary at Tyne Cot in Belgium, the largest British cemetary of its kind in the world, and on a separate occasion to the site of the Battle of the Somme in France. In both cases these are iconic names for the British, coming to signify the horrific loss of life battles fought there cost.

November 18, 2025 at 6:54 PM

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