“Keep the Faith” cry the preachers.

“Keep the Faith” cry the rabbis.

“Keep the Faith” cry the imams.

“Keep the faith, Keep the Faith, Keep the Faith” they all cry, sounding like cawing crows fighting over fresh road kill.

Keep the Faith whispers the dying soldier to her friends.

I’ll Keep the Faith murmurs a World War II vet as his old buddy’s coffin is lowered into the grave.

We’ll Keep the Faith quietly reverberates through the ranks on a newly commissioned warship named for a fallen hero.

To Keep the Faith is a vow we make to our comrades that’s passed down from one generation of the military to the next and has nothing to do with religion.

Keeping the Faith comes with the territory when we raise our right hand and swear to “protect and defend” our nation.

Keeping the Faith binds us together. It’s an honor and privilege only we can share.

Keeping the Faith is our heritage and legacy as the nation’s guardians. It defines who we were, who we are, and who we will be now and forever.