By An Angel's Kiss, Patriot Dispatches

KIssed by An Angel, MAJ Robert J Marchanti, II

Kissed by an Angel, Where Violins are the Angels’ Voices,

and the Cello Sings Harmony.

Maj Robert J Marchanti II, 48 of Baltimore, MD

died on Feb 25 by assassination in the Afghan Interior Ministry in Kabul. He was of the 1st Bn, 29th Infantry Division Security Partnering Team, Maryland national Guard

Stand Down, Major

Rest in Peace

(h/t $$)

Give me, my God, what you still have;
give me what no one asks for.
I do not ask for wealth, nor success,
nor even health.

People ask you so often, God, for all that,
that you cannot have any left.
Give me, my God, what you still have.
Give me what people refuse to accept from you.
I want insecurity and disquietude;
I want turmoil and brawl.

And if you should give them to me,

my God, once and for all,
let me be sure to have them always,
for I will not always
have the courage to ask for them.

Corporal Zirnheld
Special Air Service

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May the Lord grant you comfort and eternal rest, Major Marchanti. Our great nation will never forget the ultimate sacrifice you made for her. Rest easy in the arms of the angels now.


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