II Chronicles 7:14

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

*remember*

If you have an extra 3-5 minutes, go read this post a fellow-blogger friend of mine did:
http://mile283.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-military-wives.html

1 comments:

Rissalee said...

Hey! I wondered how people were finding their way over. You are so sweet to link to me. I have to tell you, that post was inspired by a couple of real-life situations. Naturally, I have a place in my heart for all things military, and have all my life, for soldiers, their wives, their children...I live very close to CENTCOM (Central Command for the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan) so we have a lot of military activity nearby.

But I also have a dear friend who is a commando with British forces currently fighting in Afghanistan. It's gut-wrenching worry to read reports of deaths in his unit and to wonder if it was him, waiting and waiting until the Ministry of Defense releases the names of the dead, and breathing a sigh of relief when I don't see his name...then feeling guilty for being "glad" it was someone else. I have all those emotions for a friend of mine...then it hit me. What of the women who are MARRIED to soldiers?!?

A girlfriend of mine here in town is married to an Army Ranger. He just got back from fighting in Iraq. This is her HUSBAND. Her son's FATHER. The love of her life. And she spent 7 long months without him, occasionally not hearing from him when he had said he'd call and wondering if that meant he was dead. She in fact DID take her son to his first day of kingergarten alone...took pictures alone...cried when he went to class, alone...

She is incredibly strong and incredibly brave. When I considered the pain and fear I felt, then realized my husband is here daily safe and sound helping to raise our son, I was humbled by this lady's great sacrifice. I wrote the post for her.

Too often, we forget our soldiers and the heroes they are. Even more often, we forget their families and the amazing heroes THEY are.

(Thanks again for your comment and your link. Sorry for my lengthy reply. Thought you might enjoy the backstory. If you want another reminder and lump in your throat, watch the videos from the post "The World Is Too Much With Us.") :o)