Wednesday, July 9, 2008

In God We Trust

On an old, worn barnboard hanging high on my living room wall are those simple, familiar words that mean so much to me. Beneath it, are 7 photos of my family members.....all in uniform...who have served or are currently serving in our nations military forces. There are 3 generations represented there beginning with my father (a Navy Seabee) and ending, for now, with my youngest son (just leaving on his first deployment as a Marine). Their service years have taken them to New Guinea, Subic Bay, Liberia, Haiti, Bosnia and Guantanamo Bay to name a few...through WWII to Desert Storm and now there will be more of those far off places added to the list. The strength and dedication shown by those represented on the wall leaves me humbled and blessed to call them family.

Once again, our nation has come to a critical time in history. We are no longer as safe on American soil as we once were. The fight against terrorism has cost many lives on all sides and will undoubtedly cost many more. Yet at this very dangerous point, young men and women continue to volunteer to serve. They leave friends and family behind to take up the banner of hope and freedom in strange and often hostile lands. We at home are privileged to be able to lift them up to our heavenly Father in prayer, trusting that His will be done in their lives and ours.

As a military mom, each month I will be sharing a piece of my heart with you. I invite your comments, stories, and prayer requests, as well as your ideas on how we can better support our service men and women and their families while we continue to trust in God.

7 comments:

ann marie said...

You always had a way with words mom. :) Loved the article. I know I am very proud to be on your military wall. I pray everday for the people fighting this war...that they are able to go home safe to their families soon. I am lookin' forward to reading your article next month!

Spinning Tales and Weaving Dreams said...

Hi, Carol! I look forward to reading more from a military mom. So far - beautiful! Thank you.

Susan W.

Anonymous said...

You DO have a way with words and it's so fun to read things that you have written or to sit and listen to you tell stories. You just make your memory come to life! Im not on the wall but Im glad you're my other mother! Have fun with your blog...can't wait to read more!

Anonymous said...

Reading your recent blog, reminded me of my own father who fought in the South Pacific during World War II. Like most WWII vets, he rarely if ever talked about his experience in Iwo Jima. After his passing I learned that he was a decorated war hero! He received 2 Bronze Stars for bravery. Story has it that he was repairing planes near the beach and saw the fighter coming down near the shore. The pilot just missed land. My dad was a strong swimmer and swam out and dove about 30 feet to help the pilots and his co-pilot.
Was someone praying for them or what? :)

National Day of Prayer said...

to anonymous....
Well, the Lord was certainly working through your father that day. You must be very proud of him and his service.
Like your father my dad seldom talked about the war, but one story I remember clearly is this one. Like many during that time, carried a little steel covered pocket Bible in his breast pocket. One day when they were caught in an ambush he was shot right in (you guessed it) his pocket Bible. If he hadn't had been carrying it he would have been gone that moment. That was a moment of devine protection for sure.

jamiso said...

Hi, I'm an atheist and a SSG.

I got linked over to this "Prayer Day Task force" thing, by a friend as a joke.
National Prayer Day? Seriously? Is every sunday not enough?

Look, I have to tolerate Chaplains trying to push religion and calling for prayers during formations (sometimes when they push it too far I do yell Allah Akbar instead of amen afterwards... just So they can see how it feels to be uncomfortable), but I still give them their respect and dont interrupt or protest.
But come one,

Can you guys knock it off.
My family came to this country to escape religion being forced down people's throats.
I serve a secular country, if it wasnt I would not. I believe in the constitution and will defend it with my life, as the oath I took.

So come on, knock off the religion stuff, read (Matthew 6:5-8)
"when you pray, go into your room, close the door " and leave me alone.

Thanks,




http://jamiso-report.blogspot.com/

National Day of Prayer said...

The National Day Of Prayer was signed into law in 1952 by a joint resolution of Congress. Anyone is invited to participate in that on the first Thursday in May each year (or not) as you would choose, which is the right of every American under the first ammendment to our Constitution. Our organization is National Day Of Prayer Task Force which is a private, non-profit organization and the Judeo-Christian expression of that day.
This particular blog is meant to encourage our military men and women and their families.
As the mother of a Marine currantly serving (as well as 4 other children who have served in the past) it is my hope to give our military a place to come for encouragement and to share a story or two of what their lives are like.
I am sorry you were tricked into coming to the web-site, but I thank you for your comments and for your dedicated service to our
country.