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Comment by blondie on November 17, 2011 at 7:48am

here is a good article about Nick and the last update from him mom. 

 The Unknown Soldiers: Why We Pray
http://www.unknownsoldiersblog.com/

Sheila Vogt:
Nick is now out of surgery in Germany. There was a team of doctors working on him. Did work on the leg, arm, and chest wounds. They are not sedating him right now so that he begins to wake up. This is the next critical step, to have him wake up. There is concern that the lack of blood to his brain during the times when his heart stopped, when he first came into Kandahar, may have caused damage. Th...e damage, if there is any, can only be assessed once he is awake. He will have to stay in Germany a little longer to get him ready for the long trip across the ocean. Steve and I are preparing for a flight to go see him. The army is currently making the arrangements. We will be in the air within 48 hours. Please keep praying for God's healing graces to shower upon Nick.

Comment by blondie on November 17, 2011 at 7:16am

A Quilt of Holes
As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls...

Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life.

But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was.. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in every day life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all.

I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares.. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air.

Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me,and nodded for me to rise. My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me. And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was.

I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light.. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes.

Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes.

He said, 'Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you...'

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through!

Comment by April Ewing on November 16, 2011 at 5:43pm

Lord God we lift Nick up to you for healing, for comfort, for strength.  Great Healer we trust your Word, that you are always with us and that you hear the cries of your people.  Hear our prayer, O Lord, care for this young man and his family.  Give them the comfort and strength only You can.  In the name of our sweet Savior Jesus Christ, Amen.

Comment by blondie on November 16, 2011 at 4:38pm

asking for prayers for a home town boy. Please forgive me for not thinking to ask before this, my mind is everywhere but nowhere! here's the news paper clipping and then some up-dates by e-mails.

Hundreds of people packed Sacred Heart Catholic Church-Bethlehem on Monday to pray for a fallen soldier.
Nick Vogt, 24, of Crestline, was seriously injured Saturday when he stepped on a bomb in southern Afghanistan. Vogt, a lieutenant, was leading his Army platoon on patrol when the incident happened. He lost both legs, and his heart briefly stopped. Since then, he has stabilized. Plans were to fly him to a hospital in Germany
Steve Vogt, Nick's father, addressed the parishioners toward the end of the service, giving them an update on his son.
"He's in bad shape, but he's living," Vogt said. "Saturday, things were really touch and go. His heart actually stopped. Through some miraculous work, they opened him up, reached in and pumped his heart by hand."
Steve Vogt said doctors feared his son would lose an arm, but that didn't happen. The Crestline graduate is on life support "to help his body rest."

• We have received some encouraging information that should be passed along to everyone that is praying and sending their love to Nick. Nick's commanding officer and others helped load Nick into a plane a couple hours ago that will take him to a hospital in Germany (after a stop in between to make sure everything is going OK). This is a very positive thing because it means that Nick's condition has stablilezed.

• Some more encouraging news about our Nick. He has been cleared to fly from Bagram AFB, Afghanistan to Landstuhl, Germany. If our math is right, he may be in the air right now. He is scheduled to land in Germany at 10:20AM (Germany time). A fellow Crestline Bulldog is going to meet him at the plane when he lands. Thank you, Lt. Col. Tom Ulmer USAF, for being there for Nick's arrival. It means a great deal to our entire family. Once Nick is in the hospital in Germany, more extensive testing and medical procedures can be done.

"The phone call finally came this morning at 5:30. It was our German Angel, Tom Ulmer. He said, "Mr & Mrs. Vogt, I'm here with Nicholas right now. I'm going to put the phone up to his ear so you can talk to him." It was the most amazing minute of our lives. Tom said Nick's flight went well according to the medical... staff that traveled with him. They will be doing some exploratory surgery tonight (German time) and will know more after that. They should be able to let us know (after surgery) just how long he will need to stay in Germany. The one nurse said she thought it would possibly be more than a day or two, but we'll find out as soon as Tom gets the report from the Dr's. He said, Nick is still the same good lookin son we all know and love. Keep praying, people. Nick still has such a long way to go for recovery that we can't stop yet. Our prayers (and his strong will) have gotten him this far and they will carry him even further, we know it."
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Comment by blondie on November 12, 2011 at 7:42am

If I Had My Life to Live Over
By Erma Bombeck
(Written after she found out she was dying from cancer.)

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."

There would have been more of "I love you" and more "I'm sorry." But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it, live it...and never give it back.

Stop sweating the small stuff. Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what. Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who DO love us.

Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with. And what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally, as well as spiritually.

Life is too short to let it pass you by.

Comment by blondie on November 11, 2011 at 4:45pm

crying here, thanks for the message.  Praise be to God!  Let us never stop Praying.

Comment by April Ewing on November 11, 2011 at 4:27pm

Thanks to the Lord for their safety through that. 

Comment by NavyDads Admin (Paul) on November 11, 2011 at 4:15pm

The Lord was looking over our troops!  Halleluiah !!!

Comment by fishdad on November 11, 2011 at 4:07pm

We received a message about a month ago from one of our Soldiers and he asked that we would be sure to keep his Unit in our prayers. Half of his Unit was the only one in his Battalion that hadn't suffered a loss or injury to date and they are getting close to coming home. This morning I received a call from his father. He told me that he received a call this morning. His son and some of the men from his Unit were in a vehicle that hit an IED this morning. The tires were found over three football field lengths away. His son, and everyone with him....walked away. Shaken, but physically fine. Today I am thankful. I am thankful for men and women like this that daily take the chance that they could lose their lives in order to keep me and those that I love safe. And I am thankful for a God who hears our prayers when we ask Him to keep them safe. We serve an amazing, loving God. Happy Veterans Day everyone. I hope this encourages you and blesses your day. 

Comment by blondie on November 11, 2011 at 3:37pm

Lord, please bless all of the brave men and women who have served in our military to protect this country and its people. Please help heal and provide comfort to veterans who have returned from war with injured bodies and scarred spirits. Bring solace to the hearts of our military and their loved ones, for one day we hope to live in peace thanks to their courageous battles.

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