Condolences

Yesterday, March 10th, has been another difficult day for Military Moms (and families) around the world as more soldiers lost their lives in Iraq.  When news reports of these misfortunes spring to life on radio, T.V and the internet, military mothers everywhere are instantly gripped with fear and quietly question, "Could they be reporting about my soldier?"

When your child is deployed to a war zone, the news can take your breath away... it can be paralyzing.  Its hard to explain but I know that any military mom reading this knows exactly what I am talking about.  I can't help but shed tears.  Fear of the unknown chokes me.  Images of scenarios flash wildly through my mind.  At times like this I wonder if I truly trust the Lord with my child in a war zone.  It seems so much easier to trust Him when your children are "state-side".  It just seems so much safer and easier to believe He has their lives in Him hands.  Events like these stretch my faith and trust to the breaking point... do I truly trust Him?

Some people suggest I quit watching the news.  Do they have a child in a war zone? Probably not.  I wonder how being ignorant of what's going on in the world would help?  I want to know what is happening in Iraq... it could effect my life.  I mean, if you had a child in California near where the wild fires were... wouldn't you watch the news?  Wouldn't you make phone calls?  You would want to know if those fires were threatening your child?  I don't have the luxury of calling my son in Iraq to ask him if the latest suicide bomber threatened him.  The news knows before I do what could be happening to him.  Life gets put on hold as you hold your breath and wait... is the phone going to ring?  Is a car full of military officers going to pull up my driveway?  

The only thing I know is that if misfortune passes over me again, out there somewhere a mother is grieving... families have been changed forever.  If I get the luxury of breathing a sigh of relief, there is guilt that comes because I get to do so.  So I wipe away my tears, swallow the knot in my throat and begin to pray.

 

Will you join me today in praying for our military?  Will you join me in praying for those families who are grieving because of the unfortunate events that unfolded?  I hope your answer is "Yes!"  And today I put my children into the hands of my Savior again...  He knows the very hairs upon their heads...  He knows the days that are ordained for them...  And yes, He cares more for them then I can imagine.

God bless you!

God bless our Military!

And God bless America!