This is the thirteenth of fifteen ascent Psalms [120-134] and it was written before the Babylonian captivity. It makes reference to the ark, the tabernacle and a setting king: Israel had none of those things after the Babylonian captivity. David had a passion, a consuming passion to build the LORD a house. The LORD was find with the tent of meeting, the Tabernacle: He never asks David nor Solomon to build Him a house, a resting place. The Tabernacle was portable and plain; as far as we know, the Israelites never worshiped the Tabernacle–they did worship the Temple that Solomon built. God’s house is not the object of worship. If we take Calvin, Lawson and Wiersbe’s definitions of the HOUSE OF GOD and put them together, this is the result: the House of God is the place where God is enthroned, His word is preached, His Son is magnified, and His grace manifested. The building can be a barn, a tent, or a shed. It is not the building, but God’s glory manifested in the building.
VETERAN OF THE DAY
Harold Gregory “Hal” Moore, Jr.
February 13, 1922 – February 10, 2017
Hal Moore is a native of Kentucky. He moved to Washington D.C. as a senior in high school because he wanted an appointment to West Point. He worked in a warehouse by day and attended school at night. It took him three years to get his appointment and then it was to the Naval Academy in Anapolis. He had become friends with a congressman who got the appointment switched to West Point where Moore graduated first in his class. He did not graduate until 1945 which means he missed WWII but he was a veteran of the Korean War and Viet Nam. He became famous when Mel Gibson played his part in the battle of Ia Drang in “WE WERE SOLDIERS.” It is one of the most inspiring war movies I have ever seen, I wept repeatedly throughout the movie. Beginning on November 14, 1965, Lt. Col. Moore led the 1st Battalion, 7th Cavalry of the 3rd Brigade, 1st Cavalry Division (Airmobile) in the week-long Battle of Ia Drang. Encircled by enemy soldiers with no clear landing one that would allow them to leave, Moore managed to persevere despite being significantly outnumbered by North Vietnamese Army (NVA) forces that would go on to defeat the 2nd Battalion, 7th Cavalry only two-and-a-half miles away the next day. Blond haired Moore was known as “Yellow Hair” to his troops at the battle at Ia Drang, and as a tongue-in-cheek homage referencing the legendary General George Armstrong Custer, who commanded as a lieutenant colonel the same 7th Cavalry Regiment at the battle of the Little Bighorn just under a century before. Moore was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross for extraordinary heroism at Ia Drang. After the Battle of the Ia Drang Valley, Moore was promoted to colonel and took over the command of the Garry Owen (3rd) Brigade. Eventually, he would be promoted to the rank of Lieutenant General. Moore was a deeply spiritual man and he has one book about his spiritual journey. The Moores had five children, Greg Moore, Steve Moore, Julie Moore Orlowski, Cecile Moore Rainey, and David Moore, as well as twelve grandchildren. Two of their sons are career U.S. Army officers: one a retired colonel and another a retired lieutenant colonel. Moore died on February 10, 2017, three days before his 95th birthday. His COLS was in Auburn, Alabama. The Mass was held at St. Michaels Roman Catholic Church in Auburn; then they moved to Columbus for a memorial at the National Infantry Museum then onto Fort Benning where Moore was buried with full military honors.
- Another great Luke 14. I went with the intention of taking pictures since it was our 30th but I got busy and did not take a one but we had a crowd. I was the elder statesman. Mrs. Jewel, Sarah, Peggy, Granny T., Jean and June represented the Senior Adult women well but I was the oldest guy. Trust me, I never dreamed this day would come. I love it: the kids from the children’s home love it, our middle adults love it. What a wonderful Thanksgiving Tradition.
- Got a busy day today. I having lunch with Doug, David and Danny in Huntsville. Big L is in a basketball tournament at Priceville. It is Thanksgiving Week…I’m loving it.