Travelling outside the wire is never easy, always an adventure. Those of us who are often passengers in convoys of Humvees and MRAPs, moving from COP to JSS, owe our lives many times over to the training and professionalism of the Personal Security Detachments. This is their prayer-
Prayer of the PSD
Hey God,
You got your eye on us up there'
Just wondering...
I don't think we are supposed to be on Route Pluto right now.
Did you see if we took a wrong turn'
I hope my PAX don't notice,
But hey, with Blue Force Tracker and your help
We'll still reach the destination.
You know how hard we have trained,
We are ready for anything.
[Well, anything but sitting around like a Fobbit doing nothing!]
A little excitement in our lives,
that's why we want this mission.
So give us a chance to chase down some bad guys
And kick in a few doors.
We'll be happy.
Oh, and keep those kids off the road, please.
You know, the ones who like to play like they are throwing RKG3s.
I really don't want to hurt one of them.
And I could do without an EOF incident,
Or flat tire from some stupid piece of pipe in the ground.
So okay, God, here's the deal,
You keep my Turret Gunner safe,
Help me convince the CG not to HALO into West Rashid,
And don't let me drop the F-Bomb
when the chaplain is listening on the headphones,
And I promise, next time we have a Sunday off,
I will make it to chapel.
[if I wake up in time, and the playoffs are over]
Thanks for understanding.
And most of all,
Thanks for being there.
Amen.
Social Sharing