A New Journey

Two weeks ago, I started a new journey- Mom of a deployed soldier. I've shed a lot of tears. You never want your son to go. It's a tug of war - you are proud of him for wanting to serve but also want them to come home and end the war. It would be easier for you to go serve than to let your children go. There is anger when it seems those powers that be see them as expendable. They are husband, fathers, sons, daughters, mothers, sisters. You think of the hours you've invested in each of your children- you want them to do something for others but not go to war. I still believe in freedom, but some will never want freedom like we have and are quickly losing. They are happy with their bondage and don't see it as such. I got my first letter today- they are going out- it's going to be hard. I confess I really can't listen to the news any more. I can't watch movies about fallen soldiers. Too much of a reminder what I maybe called upon- I pray not. I am sad for those who've lost children but now I am on the roller coaster- My heart sinks when I read of them losing their lives. Someones son/daughter, someones brother, husband, friend. How do they survive this. I know the Lord has him in his hands Ps 139:10 but it rains on the just and unjust a like. The journey will last 8 mos. a lot of prayers needed.