A Mother's Heart in War . . . Day 77, August 22, 2004

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.

Day 77, August 22, 2009

We "heard" from Noah last night. Email is a miraculous thing -- our son, thousands of miles away, writes us a letter and with one click and the speed of light and it is in our den. I wish our responses could be so quick. Oh, we both answered his email, but who knows how long it will be before he ha a chance to get online again.

Harder still is the fact that now we know of specific things he needs but it will be a month before he receives them. Even if we ran out right now and purchased the items and then broke into the Post Office to mail them, it would still be three weeks - or more - until he got it. I think that is the essence of what makes this so difficult, the total and complete lack of control, on his part as well as ours. But it causes us more and more to trust the One who has control, the One whose way is perfect, the One who is perfectly able to keep those things which we have committed unto Him - -our son. We can trust the Lord with full confidence that He never fails.