The house is still fast asleep and there is one hour to go before hearing The Colors. :) We live less than a minuet from Joint Expeditionary Base LC and every morning and evening the trumpet echoes down the street to our home. I actually love it. Hearing the song fills me with gratefulness for our country and the men and women who have sacrificed so much for her. Maybe I was just brainwashed really well as a young girl by my father... "once a Marine-always a Marine." ;) I can recall walking on Camp Pendleton with my dad and as soon as the first note was played he snapped to attention like a private in boot camp and I grabbed his hand and froze. I remember looking at him, seeing the pride in his eyes, and how much he cared about those who served in the military. Another more random fact that just came to mind, one of the only songs that I remember how to play on the Ukelele (my dad's favorite instrument to play growing up) is The Marine Corps Hymn...words and all. :)
Wouldn't you know, God introduced me to the most handsome Marine I had ever laid eyes on back in 2002-2003. Our paths separated for 8 months in 2004, but through many divine appointments, we just happened to be in the same city, the same building, on the same night and "ran into each other" again. Perfect timing. I knew the moment I saw him again that I still had never met anyone as good looking, charming, wise, and one who also shared my passions as, Stephen. This knowledge actually terrified me because I knew that if he asked me to date him, I would and already knew I'd want to marry him too. January 2007 our lives were joined together and it has been an incredible journey ever since.
Today we get to minister to military men and women and, God willing, make an impact in just one life who may be debating ending it all, one marriage that has just weathered yet another hardship and can't see the future together, maybe one whose dreams of retirement were just cut short and the uncharted civilian world awaits, others who are about to receive news that their loved one thousands of miles away is slipping into eternity, or maybe there is another one who wants information on how to become a Chaplain too. I am grateful for the opportunity to support my Chaps and raise our little girl and boy at home. This life may take us all over the world, picking up and replanting many times over, but with all the challenges there are even more blessings. I'm trying to remember that there is no place like Home, for me that means Heaven. :)
"Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them.
Those who are wise will take all this to heart; they will see in our history the faithful love of the Lord." Ps 107
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