The following passage is from a sermon by John Hagee:

I want you to close your eyes and picture in your mind the soldier at Valley Forge, as he holds his musket in his bloody hands. He stands barefoot in the snow, starved from lack of food, wounded from months of battle and emotionally scarred from the eternity away from his family surrounded by nothing but death and the carnage of war. He stands though, with fire in his eyes and victory on his breath. He looks at us now in anger and disgust and tells us this...

I gave you a birthright of freedom born in the Constitution and now your children are too illiterate to read it.
I fought in the snow barefoot to give you the freedom to vote and you stay at home because it rains.
I left my family destitute to give you the freedom of speech and you remain silent on critical issues, because it's too much trouble to contact your Congressman.
I orphaned my children to give you a government to serve you and it has stolen freedom from the people.

It's the soldier, not the reporter who gave you the freedom of the press.
It's the soldier, not the poet who gave you the freedom of speech.
It's the soldier, not the campus organizer who allowed you to demonstrate your freedom of assembly.
It's the soldier, not the politicians, who defends your freedoms.
It's the soldier, who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is draped with the flag that allowed the protester to burn the flag!

"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect
us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us
in our time of need. Amen."