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The Ben Robinett Memorial Fund (BR54.ORG) provides college scholarships to children of deceased military veterans & firefighters, especially those who suffered from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).
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On Sunday, September 28th, Ben Robinett's amazing life of service came to a sudden and tragic end.
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Benjamin "Ben" Louis Robinett was born 10-19-1975 and passed away Sunday, 9-28-2014 at the age of 38. He dedicated his life to serving his family, community, and country.
A veteran of Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation Enduring Freedom, he served as a firefighter in the Air Guard and as a medic in the Navy Guard. His life's passion to be a firefighter started in the Air Force and continued to his current position with the Fort Carson Fire Department. He was a dedicated father to Emily and Abigail, a loving husband of 18 years to Ashley, a proud son to Mike and Marsha, and a beloved brother to Michelle and her husband Todd, and will be dearly missed by nieces and nephews Paige, Connor, Sterlin, Scotlyn, all of his family and friends, and those whose lives he touched. |
Welcome Me Home
Forgive us Lord, We cannot know
The Life awaiting us, You foretold
Forgive us Lord, We cannot see
The way to walk, that sets us free
Forgive us Lord, in our darkest hour
When we give in and despair devours
It is hard to walk this narrow road
Not knowing the way, we're meant to go
It is hard to grasp, this earthly home
of fragile souls and borrowed bones
It is hard to place, beneath the stone
the fragile bones of missing soles
Remember us Lord, that we stood tall
That we served, we honored, we gave it our All.
Remember us Lord, that we Labored and Loved
We gave thanks for our blessings to the Heavens above.
Remember us Lord, that we sought not for fame,
That we rejoiced for your Son and loved ours the same
Look upon our lives and the good that we've done
Then Take Us
Embrace Us
And Welcome Us Home
The Life awaiting us, You foretold
Forgive us Lord, We cannot see
The way to walk, that sets us free
Forgive us Lord, in our darkest hour
When we give in and despair devours
It is hard to walk this narrow road
Not knowing the way, we're meant to go
It is hard to grasp, this earthly home
of fragile souls and borrowed bones
It is hard to place, beneath the stone
the fragile bones of missing soles
Remember us Lord, that we stood tall
That we served, we honored, we gave it our All.
Remember us Lord, that we Labored and Loved
We gave thanks for our blessings to the Heavens above.
Remember us Lord, that we sought not for fame,
That we rejoiced for your Son and loved ours the same
Look upon our lives and the good that we've done
Then Take Us
Embrace Us
And Welcome Us Home
2 Corinthians 4:18
So we don't look at the troubles we can see now; rather we fix our gaze on the things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.
So we don't look at the troubles we can see now; rather we fix our gaze on the things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.
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