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I watched her disappear down the boarding ramp. My heart ached. As the tears streamed down my face, I couldn’t help but remember when she was 2 and stuffed worms in her coat pockets. I found them when I did the laundry, all shriveled up. She still has the crack in her tooth from a stunt she tried on her bike when she was 10. Always the dare-devil, she would ride her bike down the porch steps, nearly giving me a heart attack. She ran her first half-marathon when she was 14 and finished in the top 4 percent. When she was 17, she defended a classmate who was being bullied at school. A week before her 18th birthday, she ran her first marathon. She finished just 8 minutes shy of qualifying for the Boston Marathon. I shouldn’t have been surprised when this courageous, risk-taking, defender of justice announced that she was joining the Air Force. She had served four years of JR ROTC in high school, but had always sworn up and down that she would NEVER join the military!

Yet, there I was, my heart pounding with a mixture of pride and fear. I gave her a farewell hug, whispering, “Stay strong and trust God.” As I watch her plane take off, taking her to a far away land, I whisper the same words to my own heart, “Stay strong and trust God.”

Easier said than done. How can I trust God to protect this daughter of mine? How can I trust Him to keep her safe from harm? Matthew 10:30 tells us that God has numbered the very hairs on our head. I love my daughter with all of my heart and soul, but I have not numbered the hairs on her head. How much more must He love her, to have every hair on her head numbered? As much as I love her, He loves her so much more.

Do I still worry? I would be lying if I said I didn’t. These are troubling times. I think some worry lurks in the heart of every military mom. I remind myself that I serve a God that is in control of ALL circumstances. Nothing happens on this earth that He doesn’t know about. I pray for her safety, as she does her job as an electrician. I pray that God will keep her out of harm’s way, here and abroad. I pray that God will continue to give her courage as she serves this beautiful country that we call the United States of America. When the worry creeps in, or missing her becomes to much for me to handle, I feel the whispering of the Holy Spirit in my own heart, telling me to, “stay strong and trust God.”



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freedom isn't free


For a military mom, the worry starts as soon as your child announces they want to enlist in the military. At least, it was that way for me. I was able to put it in the back of my mind though, until I saw her walk down that hotel hallway, the tears streaming down her face and mine, knowing that she was scared and yet, so very courageous. We watch our children walk away, out of our loving arms and into the unknown. We wait, checking the mail box several times a day, for a letter, letting us know how our child is. Are they doing okay? We feel the homesickness in their words, but also, feel the maturity and strength as they grow into military men and women. We greet them in anticipation at Basic training graduation, not knowing what to expect. We again say “See you later” not knowing when we will see our child again. We encourage them during tech school when they call home in tears because they have been “washed back” and just aren’t getting it. We choke back the tears because we don’t want to upset them more. We know for now they are safe. Then they arrive at their first duty station. Some are stationed stateside and some in other countries. The worry really kicks in now, because we know that after a few months of training that they will be ready to be deployed. When will we see our child again? Will we see our child again? We pray day and night for their safety and for the safety of all of our service members, regardless of what branch they serve in.

I am an Air Force mom. My daughter just celebrated her 21st birthday at tech school. I know that my time will come when I have to face her deployment. I know that I am not alone in this. I have already been so encouraged by the love and support of my Wing Sisters. Those moms who have watched and prayed as their child leaves for their 3rd or 4th deployment. As the world becomes a scarier place and we see the evil of men, we worry and we pray.

Our military members aren’t always appreciated the way they should be. They are undervalued and dismissed by society. Their sacrifice and the sacrifice of their families often goes unrecognized. Our children aren’t just going off to college. Our children are going off to fight for the freedom of the United States of America. They are going off to become Freedom Fighters so that we can still live the way that we have become accustomed to living. They often go years between visits with their families. They miss birthdays, holidays, weddings, graduations and the births of their children. They are told when to get up, when to go to bed, when they can leave base and what to wear. They sacrifice so that the rest of us remain safe.

As a military mom, I am asking christian Americans to get down on your knees and start praying for our military members. Pray for those serving our country in the Marines, Coast Guard, Air Force, Army and Navy. Pray for the protection of the United States. Pray for the transformation of this great country.

If you aren’t one to pray, then support our troops by sending care packages, letters and good will. If you live near a USO, then volunteer your time. If you live near a base then adopt a service member that may be going through a tough time. Adopt a veteran who has served and who may need some help and encouragement now. Reach out to the families of our fallen heroes. There are things we can all do to support our troops. If these young men and women are brave enough to sacrifice their lifestyles and even their lives to protect us, then the least we can do is show them how much we appreciate their sacrifice.

I challenge you to find a way to reach out and support our military men and women. They deserve so much more than we can ever give them.



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