The Friday entries of "The Powder Room" are currently from a journal which I started when we found out our son was going to be deployed with the United States Marine Corps to Iraq. The journal was not written with the intention that it would ever be read by anyone else, much less published in any way. There are feelings in the journal that are deep and true and I wasn't sure at first I wanted to share them. But there are many sons and daughters still serving in our armed forces and I think it might be good to share "a mother's heart" with you what those other mothers may be facing. The entries are shared as a tribute to my son and his service to our country, and to all those sons and daughters who continue to willingly place themselves in harm's way for the protection and preservation of liberty.
January 31, 2004
It is an odd thing, this specter of war which hangs over us. We do not really talk about it, but not a day goes by that it doesn't enter my mind. Then I think too, of what our son is trained to do. He doesn't repair military automobiles, he doesn't run the supply chain. he is part of the eyes and ears of the Corps. I think I would like it better if it was just "Recon". Something about adding that one little word, "Force".
Well, he is the Lord's and his safety is completely the Lord's. I pray that he will be ready for what he has been trained to do. Oh, I don't mean I pray that he has been trained enough, or I pray that his body is in good enough shape. No, I'll leave that up to the United States Marine Corps. What I mean is I pray his heart is ready. I pray that he isn't trusting in his own might and his own strength but in the Lord, I would want to hear that affirmation of faith from his lips and to know that his heart was at peace because his mind was because his mind was stayed on Him who is his real strength. I trust the Lord will use these days to work that in his heart.