May 28, 2012

A Little Perspective

I know.
It's been a while.
I have an excuse.
There have been some CHANGES. *sigh*

I want to whine. I want to complain. I want to tell you how awful, lonely, hard, unfair it is; how I miss him so much it hurts to breathe. I want to sit in a corner and cry. (Oh. Wait. I guess I can check that one off the list.) I want the little peon responsible for my husband's oh-so-sudden-totally-not-expected-he's-too-close-to-retirement-and-they-promised-he-could-stay-put deployment (ugh) to come down with a bad case of poison ivy... in places he can't scratch in public. (Guess I still have to work on that whole not holding grudges thing.)

I Miss him!!!

But then comes a day that puts things into perspective.

Then comes Memorial Day.

Why? Why do people volunteer to serve their country instead of themselves? Why would anyone choose to sacrifice comfort, time with family, personal freedom, and sometimes even life itself?

It is the acknowledgement that there is something higher than self,

that liberty is worth fighting... and dying for, 

that the strong are compelled to protect the weak.

It is a God-given call to to confront evil with good whatever the cost,

and a call to hope for the future while honoring the past.

Yes, I do miss my husband. Our whole family feels the loss, but, God willing, it's temporary. Hard as it is, there is a reason he does what he does. We are proud of him and all who sacrifice to serve. Today we remember.

On this Memorial Day
Grant peace to the souls
of all those soldiers who died in war.
We remember the tears and grief of their families,
The pain of mothers, wives, husbands and children
Who lost precious loved ones.
To build a meaningful memorial to them,
We ask God to give us all the will
To work for peace around the world
So no more sons, daughters, husbands, wives, fathers, nor mothers
Are slaughtered by the guns and bombs of war.
We ask Mary, who held the lifeless body of her son
And was pierced by the sorrow of his suffering and death,
To grant us the compassion and wisdom to affirm life
And honor the dead through forgiveness and peace making.
May God have mercy on the souls of the departed.
Grant them peace, O Lord.
May we have mercy on the living.
Grant us peace, O Lord.
In Your name we pray.


Aimee said...

Deployed?! Pooh.

Thank you, all of you, for every minute of sacrifice and courage.

(And how long must he be gone this time?!)

Anonymous said...

Dear Marcena,

Thank God for the grace to be able to put your sorrow into perspective and see the bigger picture. Sometimes it seems like I'm the butt of jokes for enjoying The Waltons and Little House on the Prairie, but the women on those shows are such a good examples of strong women. You are a strong woman! We have a stronger God! He's still watching over you while Matt is away. I know you already know that. When you hurt, I hurt. I'm so sorry this is happening. I'm so proud of you for being a strong woman! I love you. Mom

Therese said...

Ugh AnchorMama. I would miss my hubby terribly if he had to be deployed at all. Prayers for you while he is away. I so appreciate all the people that serve in our armed forces and I am sure all your fellow countrymen appreciate your families sacrifice for the good of the country.

AnchorMama said...

Thanks, guys. This deployment promises to be a tough one. My hubby is my bestest friend in the whole world, you know? I'm glad to say the countdown to his homecoming has begun. One week down - 77 weeks to go. :(