Please bring our soldiers home


The world all around us signals the folly of war and the road to peace.

At the mall, two little tikes got into trouble with their mom. They reminded me of myself when I was small: I was naughty, too, at times. Everybody makes mistakes, without exception. Don’t go to war over them. Please bring our soldiers home.

President Obama and Sen. McCain seem to have developed a dislike for each other, but they’ve managed to keep it under control. Personal dislikes and grievances are not worth the time. Elsewhere, grievances even turn into fighting and war, but it doesn’t have to be that way. Please bring our soldiers home.

The other night I ate too many doughnuts. I couldn’t control my urges — or didn’t want to — but the extra calories would make my body pay. There are always consequences, and so there are in war. Please bring our soldiers home.

Married life brings a lot to the fore. There are common interests, the inevitable arguments, and the likes and dislikes but, through it all, it’s only love that matters. All the rest is secondary, at best. Please bring our soldiers home.

A great football player he was, and a giant of a man, besides. That’s before he sustained his concussion in the game last week. Power and might have their limits, and the force of brute strength will always come to an end. Please bring our soldiers home.

Those medical bills they threw at her when she had her attack were enough to drain all her resources. She had nothing left to live on, her savings went high and dry, all from those bills that proved to be too much. It was like spending for war — it sucked up whatever was needed for the rest. As of this moment, $1,400,736,958,288 is the total cost of wars since 2001, according to Please bring our soldiers home.

He was a decent fellow, clean and handsome, neat and respectable. Then that car splashed mud on him as he stepped into the street. Sometimes it’s almost impossible not to get swept into the mud and dirt when it’s close at hand. Please bring our soldiers home.

It was a rare event, that unkind word that came out of her brother’s mouth. He was angry and he couldn’t restrain himself, so he tore into her, to make her pay. On her part, she held back her tongue. She knew that answering in kind was never the way to go. Retaliation, retribution, giving him what he deserved — that never gets anyone anywhere. Neither does war making accomplish anything. Please bring our soldiers home.

Why does the U.S. not call a confab with Arab and Muslim leaders, to seek out what we have in common and to work together for peace?

Christian Peacemaker Teams was born from the challenge of Ron Sider in a 1984 speech at the Mennonite World Conference. “Why do we pacifists think that our way — Jesus’ way — to peace will be less costly? Unless we are ready to start to die by the thousands in dramatic vigorous new exploits for peace and justice, we should sadly confess that we really never meant what we said.

“What would happen if we … developed a new nonviolent peacekeeping force of 100,000 persons ready to move into violent conflicts and stand peacefully between warring parties? Frequently we would get killed by the thousands.

“But everyone assumes that for the sake of peace it is moral and just for soldiers to get killed by the hundreds of thousands, even millions. Do we not have as much courage and faith as soldiers?”

Instead, we bomb and assassinate people, build nuclear weapons for our global hegemony, support Israel’s terrorist military and its occupation of Gaza, and prepare for war some day with China. We humiliate Gen. Petraeus for an extramarital affair, but fail to try our leaders for war crimes. We sow the seeds for future wars, but somehow in the end we must one day work for peace. That is if, for our children, we want a future at all.

Kozeny has worked as a teacher, as acounselor, and in pastoral ministry. He can be reached by email to