I didn't ever have the pleasure of meeting this young man who sacrificed his life for our country, but my heart is still heavy. Maybe it's because I have a daughter in Kyrghystan, far from her home and her husband and her family; maybe because I have a "like a son to me" in Southern Iraq right now; maybe because I have friends who are also mommies waiting for their sons (and daughters) who are deployed, far away and out of the reach of our hands and our hugs.
My quiet times with God recently have been steeped in the Psalms. Here are a few snippets that the Holy Spirit reminded me of while I was quietly grieving. . .
"Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord."
Psalm 31:24 NIV
"take heart" means to let your heart take courage, "buck up, warrior!"
"For the word of the Lord is right and true; He is faithful in all He does."
Psalm 33:4 NIV
"From heaven the Lord looks down and sees all mankind; from His dwelling place He watches all who live on earth -- He who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do.
No king is saved by the size of his army; no warrior escapes by his great strength.
A horse is a vain hope for deliverance; despite all its great strength it cannot save.
But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear Him, on those whose hope is in His unfailing love, to deliver them from death and keep them alive in famine.
We wait in hope for the Lord; He is our help and our shield. In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in His holy name.
May Your unfailing love rest upon us O Lord, even as we put our hope in You."
Psalm 33:13-22 NIV
My God sees; my God knows; my God loves; my God acts; He truly is my help and my shield, and, yes, my heart can rejoice (even if there are still tears)
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