Dear J:
What a difference 48 hours makes. Your text two nights ago left me stumbling for a few minutes. You were questioning why you were there, and there was so much doubt. So little sleep. And some fear, I think, too. And I became fearful. How could I be a mom who could talk you through this?
As we talked about your lack of sleep, my encouragement was to look to Jesus again for His example. How he stayed up all night praying in the garden while the disciples slept. And if you couldn't sleep, maybe you should pray for all of those around you. I don't know if it helped, but I treasured the text that was waiting for me the next morning (from 3:38 am your time)... you had gotten 3 hours of sleep!
Getting your phone calls on Friday were awesome, but I could still hear that slight fear. It wasn't until the final time we talked, at 6:00 pm your time, that you told me "this is it - it all starts tomorrow". And amazingly, I could hear the excitement and readiness in your voice. And most of all, that sweet determination.
I'm not sure what today held in store for you. Your first offical basic combat training day. But I can't wait to hear the stories and see the woman of God you become through all of this.
Remember that you are a mighty warrior girl, and that God does have such a purpose for your life! I don't want to be fake, and even though I am slightly scared for you, I am not going to let that show. I will be your biggest cheerleader - and yes, I'm going to be one of "those moms" - bumper sticker on the car, t-shirt, keychain.
Hoo-ah, my sweet soldier girl. Stay strong. And remember, Momma loves you!
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