A Son At War #11: Coming Home

We can see the light at the end of the tunnel, dates are being thrown around, plans are being made and anticipation is building. I love to decorate for holidays and with Garrett's homecoming around July fourth, our house is exploding with red, white and blue.

As preparations are being made it is not lost on me that homecoming for soldier's families are not always a celebration and Satan is there to ask "What if he made it this far and right before he leaves he is killed?". I go through the "what if's?" and remind myself of the thing that has gotten me through this past year. My God is in control.


Before we know it we are standing on the scorching, black tar mack at the Greenville airport. Home made signs are being waved, voices are crying out hoorays and the plane lands bringing our soldiers back to us. Tears of happiness are running down faces to the smiles below. They unload into formation as we search with our eyes for the one that belongs to us. We are fixed on the line that we cannot cross right now but as soon as all speeches are given and the word is given, it is every man for himself!

Of course I am the first one to reach Garrett, it's my baby boy. As I wrap my arms around him, the end of a long year has come. I am very proud of this soldier and very thankful to the God who brought him home.

Poor Whitney

As some of you know, I am a professional clown (Maggie Mae) and one of my magic tricks is a game about choices. If you know anything about magic, it's called a forced trick. The person picks a number between 1 and 16 and no matter what number they choose, as we count on a game board I can make them land on the color I want. Behind this color is always Jesus. As we talk about the things they didn't choose, we are talking about things the world has to offer.

Behind the green square is a bag of money, a lot of people think money is the key to peace and happiness. You can't eat but one meal at a time, you can't wear but one set of clothes at a time. Money can not buy you true friends but can open the door to many stumbling blocks. It cannot buy you happiness and I want my volunteer to be happy so I haven't allowed them to land on that.

Behind the red square is a crown, representing fame and popularity but we know that can't bring you happiness either. I remember when I was in school I thought the answer to happiness was to be one of the "in" kids. We grow up reaching for the stars, look at all the reality shows on TV. If only we were famous we would have everything, right? No, it's hard to tell who your true friends are when you're famous and you are always trying to out run the microscope you are living under. When we get to the red square I always think about Princess Diana but today I think about Whitney Houston. They seemed to have everything the world has to offer but their lives were so troubled. Fame and popularity cannot bring you happiness and can open the door for many stumbling blocks. I want my volunteer to be happy so I haven't allowed them to land on that.

Next is the blue square and behind it is the word "nothing". Now we know right away that's not good! The world is filled with people who feel like they have nothing to live for. We all are searching for meaning and purpose to our lives and so many times we try to fill that emptiness with the things of the world, which will let you down every time. The things of this world cannot bring lasting peace or happiness and can open the door to many stumbling blocks. Again I have not allowed my volunteer to land on this.

The last color is yellow and I have forced my volunteer to land on this color and behind it is Jesus! I explain how Jesus has come so that we can have life and have it abundantly. Only He can bring the lasting happiness and peace that money cannot buy, He can be the friend like the most popular person has never known and only He can fill up that emptiness inside each and every one of us.

Yes, it is a game, a magic trick but it teaches a very important lesson. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could force people to choose Jesus like Maggie Mae? We can't, we can only share what He has done in our lives. Every one must choose Him for themselves. It's more than just choosing Him, we must follow Him and obey His word. Only a relationship with Jesus can bring lasting peace and happiness, if we could talk to Diana or Whitney today they would tell you, it's the most important thing!

I've Been Still

Well I am still here, I just haven't had much to say. I let life swallow me up and on the inside I shut down. Do you ever do that? Those I come in contact with on a regular basis would never know because like most of us I know how to put on my game face. To put one foot in front of the other and do all thats expected of me, all the while you are dead on the inside, finding it difficult to find joy in anything.

Imagine that, and I am a christian. I have a living, breathing, real relationship with the God of the universe. That doesn't make me perfect, I wont get that till I get to heaven. I'm human, made of flesh. Flesh that hurts, that gets angry, feed up, overwhelmed, and weary. I know God tells us to keep our eyes on him but guess what? I slip and when I do, I loose myself, so I've had a few weeks of that. To me it's kind of like throwing a fit with God. After I was finished screaming on the inside I cried out to God and had to get quiet and listen.

He tells us in His word to Be still and know that I am God. Its hard to pay attention when you're throwing a fit even when it's just on the inside. He has lifted me up again and renewed my spirit, just like He has promised He would. We all find ourselves in that condition at times and I don't know how those whose hope is in anything in this world gets through it. Jesus Christ is the only hope and as I get up and follow Him through out this fallen world, trying to accomplish His will for my life, not anybody else's, I am waiting for Him to come again and take me home.

Blessings On A Rainy Monday

I'm sitting here on a rainy cold Monday realizing how blessed I am.
#1 I was born in America, the land of freedom and choice. Lord be with all those who struggle under the oppression of their government.
#2 I have a loving and supportive husband, who also loves God and seeks to live for Him. Lord be with all those who are cringing in fear of their loved one.
#3 I have two healthy sons whose hearts belong to God. Lord be with those who are caring for children they don't know if tomorrow will come, those who have children who have chosen to travel a dark and dangerous path and have put up a wall that separates them from the ones that love them most.
#4 I have a daughter-in-law who loves the lord and loves me. Lord be with all those who have in-laws that seek to keep them out of their child's lives.
#5 I have a warm house, plenty to eat, a car to drive, nice clothes to wear and so much more than I need. Lord be with all those who struggle for the necessities of life and help me be an answer to their prayers when I can.
#6 I have the sweetest most loving dog (Heidi) in the world that brings me so much joy and love. Lord be with all those who can't find joy in the little things in life.
#7 I am basically healthy. Lord be with all those who are facing life changing illnesses.
#8 War is far away from my door step. Lord be with those who live with war right outside theirs.
#9 I have clean water to drink and use at the turn of a knob. Lord be with those who have to do a days work to have a safe drink of water.
This could go on forever but I'll wrap it up.
#10 I have a relationship with the one true living God and salvation through His son Jesus Christ. Lord be with those who Satan has deceived into thinking that You aren't there or that You don't care. Help me to be a reflection of your love, grace and forgiveness.

A Son At War#10: Life Goes On

 Life goes on around you and you have to carry on. We broke the time up with holidays to make it more manageable. We concentrated on getting through Thanksgiving, then Christmas and New Years, Valentines,etc. I put together care packages and goody bags celebrating these holidays so the soldiers wouldn't feel so left out and give them something to look forward too. It was my way of loving on them from home, it made me feel connected.

I never felt alone in this, our family also showed their love and support to Garrett with packages and letters. He always had plenty to share with his company. Also every time I went to church, my church family would ask how Garrett was doing and reminding me they were still praying for him. They also sent packages and cards, Garrett was well known in the post office on their post and as he shared his loot it gave him an opportunity to share about the family of God.

The days go by and God continues to walk me through it with a peace beyond all understanding. Until one day the mail truck pulls into my drive way and unloads Garrett's foot locker. Heidi is barking her head off and I look out the window to see it being put on my porch. I cannot contain myself, throwing open the front door, running out with my camera, shouting for joy! I don't often show excitement but this mail lady almost had a heart attack. She knew what this foot locker meant and rejoiced with me even when I ask her to unload it again so I could take her picture! This marks a new chapter, preparing to come home.

Those in-laws!

It's been the source of many jokes and subject matter for many horror movies.  I guess it can be a difficult relationship if there is not love and respect for the roles that each person plays in their loved one's life. I've been pretty blessed as far as in-laws go, I was accepted into my husband's family with love. Though none of us are perfect, we have loved each other in spite of it.

I know it can be difficult to navigate and learn your new place when your child gets married. I've watched how painful it can be when parents are shut out of their child's life once they marry, I don't think that's what Christ meant when He said cleve. What an eye opener when in a group of women who were brought together in the deployment of their soldiers. I saw the battle between mother-in-laws and daughter-in-laws and the hurt from mother-in-laws who were just left out or pushed out. I was very grateful Garrett wasn't married and very sad for the others.

There are many good relationships between in-laws and they are priceless. It's where there is love and forgiveness and realizing you are not perfect so don't expect other's to be. I prayed for my son's wives to be when they were small and God certainly answered in the case of my oldest. She is everything I prayed for and more, a woman after God's heart and a spirit as sweet as honey in the promised land. She is a gift to me and our entire family, I'm counting on Garrett to do as well.

So what's the difference? It's really very simple, it's all about whether people are living their lives to honor God. I didn't say easy, I said simple. We are human, we make mistakes, we can irritate each other and even worse but if we seek to live for Christ we have to follow His example to love and forgive. It's what I strive for and thank God for a daughter -in-law who strives for the same thing.

A Son At War#9: Blessings At War

Part of Garrett's job is to travel to the different bases with his superiors and to record the deployment with pictures and video. Now before you think what a cushy job, remember he is first and always a soldier, while they are in the air they make a tempting target and are fired upon. Garrett has with him a weapon that the enemy cannot penetrate, the prayers of all those families, friends and church family back home. It is more powerful than the gun always at his side. As he travels, he gets to see a lot of the country and because he knows the word of God he realizes he is in the middle of a lot of Biblical history. As a matter of fact his base is in Abraham's back yard, the remains of Abraham's house and the Ziggurat of Ur.

Garrett is at war, his rifle always at his side, always on alert that someone is watching and waiting for a chance to take his life and his comrade's. He is separated from all he loves and living in very harsh conditions but God has not left him there alone.

The living God with whom Garrett has a relationship, has plans there for him.  He shows him the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, the land of Ur and Nineveh. Elijah's and Abraham's house, the places that he has learned about all his life, he now sees in the flesh. Since he never travels alone or without God's word he can share the importance of where they are. Even in the middle of war, God is working things for good for Garrett who loves Him Romans 8:28. I can trust God with my son and it is there that I find my peace. I am human and I want my son to return safely to us but if Garrett returns to us or not I know He is in God's hands and there is no better place to be.

Are you a missionary or a missionary project?

I once heard someone say "you are either a missionary or a missionary project". I am a missionary, who I'm sorry to say often let's God down. I am so thankful He never gives up on me and will continue to work on me until I join Him one day. For me that day will not come soon enough but untill then I will continue to serve Him here.

I will make my 14th trip to Ukraine the end of March along with 7 others from my church. Since my first trip in 1996 I have watched God work and grow His people there, add to their numbers and grow me.

That first year I did gospel clowning as "Maggie Mae" and was in such culture shock I did not take one picture or write one word. Talk about being out of your comfort zone! I did what I came to do and God used it which is a testament to how awesome He is, while I counted the days till I would return home. To say it was a difficult trip doesn't even touch it! The children in the orphanages would ask us as we were leaving "when will you come back?" and while "next year" rang out of my fellow clowns mouths, I'm standing there thinking " I ain't coming back!" It's funny now to remember those days, today those people are my second family and when I return it's like being home again. That too is a testament to how  awesome God is.

God used the clowns to open many doors in the country and we passed this tool on to those who were interested in doing it there. Holding clown school there so it could be used all year long instead of once a year when we came. We continue to support them by bringing supplies.

The last few years God has had me focus on door to door evangelism, I have found a method that works for me called "Share Jesus Without Fear". Now don't paint some high and mighty picture of me because I am not BUT my God is! People in Ukraine are open to the gospel for the most part, they are simply waiting for someone to come tell them. It's much easier to witness there than in America which by the way doesn't excuse us from it here.

So here it is time to start getting my ducks in a row to go again. You would think after all these years I would have learned to trust God more.  One way or another He has always provided the money for me to go and money to do ministry with once I get there. It is a very poor country and we will buy food to feed their bodies, as well as Bible's and proclaim God's Word to feed their soul. We will support financially ministries they are doing like children's summer camps, food and shoes for orphanages and the list will go on according to how much money we have. We are being ask to teach "Share Jesus Without Fear" in three regions so they will be equipped to share with their own people. This means we need to take them the books for the course and Bibles for each one.

Once again this year I am anxious for where the resources will come from. This I know, God has a BIG plan for this year and He will fund it. I just need to obey, a friend reminded me "you have not because you ask not". So if God speaks to you about taking part financially in what He will be doing in Ukraine the end of March and you decide to obey, contact me through a comment  and we'll find a way to connect.

To God be the glory, great things He has done and is going to do!

A Son At War#8:On The Home Front

We are glad to have the major holidays behind us and continue to count down the days. I was told when my soldier left to stop watching the news but I'm the kind of girl that wants to know what's going on even if it's bad. So as I hear of attacks and the death counts, the first one I run to is my God who I know is also in Iraq. I am amazed even to this day the comfort and peace that the Holy Spirit kept me wrapped in. Garrett continues to travel through out the country which increases his danger and instead of being overcome with fear I am thankful for what God is showing him.

My second place to run to is our FRG (family readiness group). Our leader has become very dear to me as have several other's. This is a group made up of those left behind and we meet once a month to give each other support as well as our soldiers. Many meetings are spent putting together care packages for our soldiers as we talked. I consider our leader a gift from God and it is clear this is a ministry for her, she represents Christ well. You know to try to hold a group of women together under the stress of their loved ones being at war together is no easy task.

After the first couple of meetings I knew we were not all on level ground, that some of these precious women would be going this alone, without God. I couldn't imagine how they would get through the coming year so I ask God to let me make a difference. I quickly found out in a group of soldiers wives, the mothers are not welcome and to be fair I realize it would be difficult to talk openly about everything with your mother-in-law in the group but I couldn't understand why information about son's was not passed along to mother's waiting on news of their son. This didn't seem to apply to me because Garrett was not married, I tried to lead a mother's group but after the first meeting it feel apart. It quickly became apparent while our soldiers had gone off to war they had also left one behind and it broke my heart. I couldn't get my head around it. My daughter-in-law is everything I prayed for and more, I love her and she loves me. I know there will be times she will be less than pleased with me but she will love me because that's the kind of person she is. There is no mistaking who lives inside her, and who she has given control of her life. That's what was missing in these other relationships, God told husbands to cleve to their wives but does that mean you have to push your husband's family out?

How in the world could God use me to make a difference in this group? I continued to attend meetings and support the leader and there were those who had the same secret weapon I had, Christ. They were a blessing to me and became part of my family while we tried to be available to anyone who was open. God bless our leader, I would say I don't know how she did it but I do know. All the drama and fires she put out and continued to reflect the spirit of Christ, what an inspiration she is.

FRG is an important group and of course it will be a mixed bag of people. It's a mixed bag of people with a very important load to bear, to carry on at home and support their soldier. What makes a load easier to carry? Someone to help carry the load, we need each other. Be in the world, not of it while you let your light shine.

2012 Now What?

Well it's 2012, now what? I love the week between Christmas and New Years because it's slow. There are not the normal demands on your time and efforts. I can take my time getting Christmas down and the house back in order. Bubba has been off work and so routine has gone out the window, we've slept late, stayed in my PJ's late, just not had to be in a hurry for anything. I think I could live this way! To not be involved in the outside world, wrapped up in my own. Not to have other's depending on you for anything, no deadlines, no pressure, stress or drama. A life of peace!

What kind of impact would I have on the world? None! That's not what God created me for. It's nice to have some down time to recharge, we all need it from time to time but we weren't created to live a life unto ourselves. So 2012 has begun, now what?

It's time to get back at it, at life. I've got a stage to clear and redecorate for children's Sunday school at church and props to gather, a mission trip to Ukraine the end of March that I need to be working on getting my ducks in a row for, Graham's birthday coming up and the list goes on. You know how it goes.

I want to make a impact on this world for Christ in whatever small way I can. It is my purpose for life and if I retreat into my own little cocoon I can't do that, so 2012 here I come and the results of living my life for Christ? A life of peace!

Preparing For The Holidays: Step Five: The Clean Up

Oh my goodness, this house is in such disarray. It is littered with boxes, tissue paper and gifts that haven't been put away. We did manage to pick up the wrapping paper but that was about it. I wish there was a secret to the clean up but there isn't, you just do it. As far as the decorations go, some people like to take them down right away and some like to leave them up till New Years. I like to get them put away and get the house back to normal but I don't obsess over it. For now I will continue to enjoy having all my kids home as long as it last.

Eventually the house will be cleaned and everything will be back to normal. Graham and Andrea will go back to Salisbury and the "holidays" will be over but in this home as well as many of yours Christmas is never far away. Not because decorations are up or there are presents are under a tree but because Jesus Christ lives in our hearts every day.  

A Son At War #7 Separated At Christmas

I've been getting things together for weeks, all I can think of is my baby boy so far from home and everything he loves at Christmas. Surrounded by sand, the metal buildings that make up the base, weapons and the reality that your life could be taken at any moment. What a way to spend these very special holidays, I am determined to do what I can to see that he has some things to make it festive. The first thing to make it's way across the ocean is the tree, 3ft and prelit along with ornaments and various other decorations. He's excited to receive them but even this small tree is too big for his room so he puts it out somewhere for everyone to enjoy. He uses most everything we send to bring light into this very dark corner of the world for his fellow soldiers.

He has sent presents for us from Iraq and I send some for him, marked do not open till Christmas. Wonder can I trust him? Also along with his gifts are goody bags for some of his comrades that he gets to torture them with because they are also marked " not till Christmas ". I get a phone call early one morning from Iraq, it's his 1st Sargent. He saw the Little Debbie Christmas tree cakes and wants one! Garrett won't budge, not until Christmas so he tells him to call me and if I say OK then he can have one. Garrett is convinced I wont give in but how could anyone be hardcore with someone making the sacrifice they are making, not me! It was a very fun call!

Christmas morning arrives and his absence has left a big hole, thank goodness Graham and Andrea have been able to be here or I wouldn't have made it. We get everything ready to skype and open presents together, Garrett is up very late to join us. Skye is a wonderful thing if you have a good connection which does not happen often over there and Christmas morning is no exception. The call keeps dropping and so we have only a few minutes at a time but you can see the joy on his face as we open his very special presents sent from so far away. Then there is the frustration building every time the call drops, and we have to call it quits. Suddenly the miles that separate us are magnified and his absence overwhelms me and the tears come.

After a few moments, I do just like my soldier, I carry on. I have a very wonderful husband, son and daughter-in-law here with me and the traditions that make Christmas unique to our family will move us through the day.

After all, this is what it's all about. God came to earth, a Savior was born, the gift of salvation was given, a way was made to have a relationship with the living God. All because of His great love for us! That is worth celebrating inspite of what ever sadness this world brings. So with a tear in my eye I went about the day celebrating the birth of my Lord knowing that Garrett was doing the same.

Preparing For The Holidays: Step four- presents

When I give a gift I want it to be something valued by the recipient. Something they can use or that would mean something special to them. When they look at it or use it, it will remind them of a special someone or special event or maybe make a task in their life easier. You know how hard that can be.

Our family is big and we draw names so as not to financially stress anyone. Once I find out who I'm buying for I ask someone close to them for some suggestions and go from there. Of course like everyone else I want quality gifts at a good price. I love a deal, so yes I do black Friday, it's a family affair. My sister and nieces, nephews, Bubba and Garrett. We so missed Garrett last year when he was in Iraq! He attacks black Friday like a military mission, going over and around whatever to capture the deal. Make no mistake, he gets it too. We share our lists with each other, devise a plan, divide and conquer.

I hate to return things, any time of the year but especially after Christmas. So I don't want my gifts to put the recipient in that position. I put alot of thought into my gifts, thoughts of the particular person, what they may enjoy, what they may need. The people I give gifts to are people I love and I want to make a difference in their lives even if for a moment or in a small way. Now don't get offended, I love alot of people that don't get gifts! I have often wondered why God didn't make me rich as well as beautiful, I could have handled both but I trust His wisdom. Each gift is bought with that one person in mind and I look forward to giving it and seeing  the reaction of the person receiving it.

Let's talk about the most magnificent gift ever given. It is a gift that was sent just for you, it's what everyone needs even if you don't recognize it. You can't lose it or break it. It is perfect for each one of us no matter who we are, what we've done or where we are. If you accept this gift, it gives you peace in a world where there is no peace. It gives joy where there is no joy, a high purpose to your life and security that nothing can take away. It gives you a relationship with the living God, as a matter of fact it makes you family, His child! It was a very expensive gift, it cost Jesus His life but He gave it willing out of His love for you. So during the season when we celebrate when it all began here on earth, take this gift for your own. It makes the most important difference in your life.

A Son At War #6

For those who don't know me I am a professional clown aka Maggie Mae. This particular morning I am going to perform for a senior group at a church so I am in make up and costume. It takes a lot of time and work to be that beautiful! This morning has been focused on what I am doing and I am ready and walking out the door. The phone rings. The debate begins, do I answer or let the machine get it?

I get the news that has been leaked through the family lines, Garrett's base has been attacked. The problem with leaked news is you don't usually have details or at least the correct details. So then you start to imagine all that could be, I cannot go to pieces, Maggie Mae has to perform. It's hard to describe what I was feeling. I some how knew Garrett was okay, well not some how it was the Holy Spirit. Yet there was an anxiousness as I am wondering if  everyone is okay and trying to imagine the fear Garrett must have felt. I'll have to wait till later to get more news so I'm out the door.

I drive to the church with what I imagine the attack would have been like playing through my mind,it's not pretty.The Pastor is waiting for me outside and I tell him about my phone call, I ask him to pray that I can keep my focus. Once we get in and are ready to start he does pray, not only for me but for my son and all soldiers.As my head is bowed and my eyes closed I fight back the tears that are trying so hard to fall. I've got a job to do, a message to give about the same God that is protecting my son. I cannot lose it, and God is the glue that holds me together.

I do my program and my mind is relieved as I concentrate on the task before me. Maggie Mae takes over and the fun begins, for the next 20 to 30 minutes the magic that is Maggie Mae is enjoyed by all.

Then there is the drive home where I am again wondering about the events of the night before at Garrett's camp. I think about each soldier and pray that they are all okay. I need to get home, get out of Maggie Mae and then maybe I can focus on finding out some more details.

I back into the garage, grab Maggie Mae's props and race into the house. I change clothes and stand in front of the mirror to take my make-up off. I am horrified at what is staring back at me, then comes the laughter. When the Pastor prayed and I fought back the tears, Maggie Mae's mascara had run and I had two big black circles under my eyes! No one had said a thing and I went through the whole program that way! I hoped they didn't think Maggie Mae always looked like that! Oh well just as God helped me focus on the message I gave about Him I'm sure He helped them focus on that same message and not Maggie Mae's raccoon eyes!

Preparing For The Holidays: Step Three- cooking

 Now's the time to get out all those special recipes we love to make at Christmas. What goes better with family and friends but good food. Baking and cooking fill the home with the sweet aroma of Christmas!

I love to make sour dough rolls and share them at Christmas with a tub of honey butter, I must admit I've gotten a late start this year and my first batch will be coming out this week. It takes five days to make the starter! Nothing says I love you like giving something homemade where your time and effort are part of the gift.

We can never match the gift that was given that first Christmas day. The sacrifice Jesus made when He left His heavenly home to come here and endure this world. The nine months Mary endured the ridicule of the world while she carried the savior of the world. All the effort Joseph put into the care of this little one whose real Father was the most high God. Only God could have prepared this recipe. He made it for everyone, you only have to partake.

The following recipe is one of my favorites, it also is good to put in a decorative container and give to friends as a gift with a bag of tortilla chips.

Blackeye Pea Salsa
2 cans Black eye peas, drained
1 can white Hominy
a jar medium salsa
3 medium tomatoes, chopped
1 medium onion, chopped
1 bell pepper, chopped
2 jalapeno peppers, chopped
3 stems parsley, chopped
mix all and add 1/2 bottle of Italian salad dressing

I hope you enjoy it!

If I Speak and Nobody Listens, Does It Matter?

I'm new at this blogging stuff, I was encouraged at a Writers Retreat to do it. They say it's good exercise for a would be writer such as myself. I always enjoyed writing when I was in school so I've decided to see what develops.

 Why do people write? Maybe to share an experience, or to teach a lesson. It could be purely for entertainment or it can even be therapeutic. Blogging is kind of like writing in a diary except it's one you want other people to read. So why would I share my thoughts and experiences? To prompt other people's thinking or to share something I've learned so you won't have to learn the hard way, like I usually do. Sometimes to see how other people feel about whats on my mind. Is what I have to say about anything really important? No, so I guess you could also conclude my writing is therapeutic and if it speaks to someone else along the way then great!

I didn't start out to write devotions or even talk about God, that's for people holier than I am. Or so Satan would have me believe but as I began to talk about my life and the things happening in it, it seems only natural to bring Christ into it. He is a part of everything in my life and the only important thing in my life. So if  I speak about what happened to me the other day and nobody listens, does it matter? No but if I speak about Christ and nobody listens, does it matter? Only for eternity.

Leave me a comment so I'll know somebody was listening

A Son At War:#5-

I've got to get a handle on this. I turn the computer on first thing in the morning and check for word through e-mail and see if he's on facebook or skype. There is 6 to 7 hours difference between us depending on what Daylight Savings time is and I'm wondering what his night was like and his day. They are under orders not to reveal  to people back home when there have been attacks but like every where else there are leaks.

I try to go about my day, carrying my computer with me from room to room as I clean so I wont miss him. I hate to go anywhere for fear of missing him but I realize I cannot become a hermit for the next year. I know when he gets into a routine we will find our own routine for communication.

When we skype the connection is not usually good, the picture is not clear, the sound is not good and the call drops frequently. It's very frustrating, especially when you know our soldiers who are providing communication, are charged eighty something dollars a month for Internet. Even with all that, I am thankful to be able to see his face, kind of and hear his voice, most of the time.

How ever we choose to communicate, letters, e-mail, phone calls, skype, texting or face to face. When communication stops the relationship breaks down. How do we think God feels when we go through out our day and won't take time to talk to Him? How would you feel if your child got up in the morning and left the house without speaking to you?How would He feel if we were desperately waiting on a word from Him like I did from Garrett? His word ( Bible ) is available to us, we just must chose to sit down with it and give Him our attention, He is waiting to speak to us through prayer. There is no relationship more important than the one we have with the living God, He has already given His life for us and has risen to new life that awaits all those who belong to Him.

Preparing For The Holidays: Step two-decorating

After the house is cleaned it's time to get out the decorations, ours come out of the basement. This part of the process is not enjoyable and the grumbling echoes all the way up the stairs. It's funny how many things your family members can realize they forgot they need to do at that moment. After all the boxes arrive upstairs I am left to take my trip down memory lane. Each box opened reveals treasures, carefully wrapped in tissue paper. Some older and some acquired more recently but treasures all the same. As each one is unwrapped, admired and put in it's special place, I remember. Maybe it's one of the boys coming in from school with an ornament clutched in their little hand they made that day and his smile as it was placed on the tree or in another place that said we valued it. Some are gifts from friends and I am reminded of the blessing they have been in my life. For some it's a remembrance of special places we've been and things that are special to us. What ever the boys were into that year, I know you all have those karate Santa's , Santa's with basketballs or maybe even super heroes. I realize again just how quickly the years have passed. Then there are the ones that honor loved ones lost, I see their faces and fell the emptiness their passing has left in my life. Year after year they are a part of our Christmas just as they will always be part of our life.

Then I begin to prod my husband, it's time for the lights! He doesn't enjoy it even though he's a master at it. We put colored lights on the tree and white on everything else. My favorite thing is to sit in the dark living room watching the tree twinkle. The glow it cast across the room is magical.

My favorite decoration though is the Nativity, the very reason for Christmas. I have a small collection and they are placed all around the house. I imagine all the emotion Mary must have been dealing with during the birth of her son. Knowing that one day she would give Him up for a world that would not even realize the significance of it. Yes I do love all the Christmas decor but nothing more than that original Christmas light that came into the dark world when it all begin and still shines to this day.

A son At War: part four- Waiting For News

It's very early in the morning, Bubba and I are awaken from a sound sleep by the ringing of the phone. We both are throwing off the cover and out of the bed in one motion, racing for the phone. It must be Garrett, thank goodness we weren't going for the same phone, it could have been disastrous. It is Garrett and the sound of his voice is music to our ears. Over the next year our lives will revolve around the phone and computer for e-mails, instant messaging, facebook and skype. Waiting to hear his voice and see his face, even if it's fuzzy . Just to know for now he's okay.

It is not lost to me the sacrifice of those who have gone before us. The days when all they had to look forward to was a hand written letter and by the time it arrived their soldier's situation would have changed many times. The worry with nothing to comfort them but their faith. The same faith that will get me through this year. I have it so much better and so does my soldier. He can let me know something he's longing for from home and I can have it to him in a week or so.

We are thankful for technology but more than that we are thankful for our God. The God of yesterday and of tomorrow. The God who will spend everyday with my son in that war zone and who in the midst of it all will show him amazing things. In this and this alone I have peace.

Preparing For The Holidays: Step one- cleaning

Let the games begin! Or preparing for the holidays which ever seems to fit your approach. For those who don't know the "holidays" are the time from Thanksgiving until New Years Day. It's a time for decorations, celebrations, reflections, family, food, gifts, parties and whatever else we can fit in. It's even a time people will go to church when they won't go other times and for regular attenders there will be special music, plays and everything above only centered on the birth of Christ.

The holidays don't just happened, you women know what I'm talking about! Men, you don't have a clue! It takes a lot of work and preparation.Because there is so much I think it's best to tackle it in steps, so the next few weeks on Mondays I'll let you know my thoughts on the matter at hand, today it's cleaning the house.

 Nothing like company coming to motivate you to clean, I mean the kind of cleaning you do for special gatherings. Not just regular vacuuming and dusting, you actually move things and dust and vacuum under them. After all who knows what relative or friend coming will move things and look? We don't want people to think we have dust bunnies and cobwebs, do we? Hands and knees cleaning the bathrooms, you know how really gross those can get in a short time. If company comes and stays for any amount of time you know they're going to have to go to the bathroom. What's worse than worrying about what they are doing in there, like looking behind the shower curtain, or what they are thinking? Like " I wonder when was the last time Margie wiped down the base boards in here?"

It isn't that I'm a slob but on the other hand I'm not June Clever either. I know you can relate, we just get comfortable with our own dirt. When company comes we want things in order, to sparkle and shine. We don't even see the cobwebs in the corner and the dust on the baseboards, we don't mind it, we just live with it. That is until someone else is coming and we don't want them to see it.

With all the things about the holidays we get distracted from what it's really about. Thankfulness that a Savior was born and is coming back. If you are a first time believer you don't have to worry about the mess in your life, Jesus is only too happy to help clean it up if you are willing to let it go. If you already belong to Him, you know better. We need to clean up that sin we've grown comfortable with and get ready for His return!