Jonathan was my baby. Born when I was 11 years old during my mother’s battle with cancer, I had the privilege of helping with much of his care. I sometimes tease that I was able to make all of my parenting mistakes on him and so be a better mom when my own kids came along. He tells my kids, ‘you’re welcome’.
Yesterday my baby brother said goodbye to his newly pregnant wife and 8 month old daughter, Lorelei and today he is fighting our government’s war in Afghanistan.
My religious belief teaches me to feel as safe in battle as in bed. God has fixed the time for my death. I do not concern myself about that, but to be always ready, no matter when it may overtake me.
That is the way all men should live, and then all would be equally brave. ~ “Stonewall” Jackson
I’m very proud of him, of them and I’m thankful to a sovereign God who holds each of us in the palm of His hand and gives us more blessings than we could ever begin name.