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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Our Ten Years Later

Ten years ago I sat on a bed with my twelve year old girl beside me. We watched planes hit and towers fall and she was afraid.  She cried and asked questions I couldn't answer.  We prayed.

I did not know and she did not know that somewhere out there, only a few miles away, a little boy we did not know was watching, too. Sitting next to his mama - a woman afraid that probably felt a moment of stinging fear for the future. Little boys. They grow to be the men that desire to protect and serve - and she had the gift of a baby boy.

I did not know then that this sad and horrible day would take my little girl here.

Little girls, they grow to love those boys.

Last Thursday I spent my day somewhere I never want to go again.  I never want anyone to have to go again.

I watched our 112th and 113th Military Police Battalions say goodbye to family and friends.  

Some were leaving for the first time, others were seasoned, some of them going on fourth and fifth deployments. 

There were wives with infants, babies who would speak their first words and take their first steps without their daddies.  There were pregnant wives, carrying babies that will be born while their daddies are away.

There were children clinging.

There was one couple - both being deployed - they were leaving behind a one year old baby girl.

One mama sitting behind me couldn't stop crying.  My heart felt like it would breakComfort her, I prayed.

I kept watching my baby girl.  I kept watching Tammy.

I watched them watch him and my heart did break.

How would I do this if I were them?  How can I help them?  I prayed.

My girl loves Ruben.  Her dreams and plans and all of her tomorrows are wrapped up with this young man.  All I wanted to do was turn back the clock and cradle her again, shielding her from all the pain and unfairness of this world.

I could imagine Tammy's mind filled with images of watching him grow.  I knew her arms ached to cradle with a clock turned back years.  Just a few more moments of just him and her.

Fear and pride.

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."Joshua 1:9

Flags were held and waved in tribute and hope.

And isn't that the word?  Hope.

And with hope there is faith.

Last night I listened to someone answer a question on how to control worry.  She responded that you should imagine the worst thing that could happen in a situation and then know, and believe, that it would still be a good day anyway.

Not here.  Not for this.  In this faith and hope you picture the best that can happen.  And you hang on to that.  You let worry drift away with the dreams of the goodbye being in the past and that the touches of a loved one home is what your future holds - and only what it holds.

And you believe it.  You believe tight and true and as brave as the one you love.

For they are brave and true and the heroes of this country. 

But Tammy and Delia and all the loved ones left here to pray and miss . . .

they are heroes, too. 

So I salute - all across this country - ones doing what I know can only be done with faith and hope.

Will you remember to pray?

Will you remember to remember those that ten years later are still afraid and still saying goodbye?

For more of this day, go here.

We ask humbly that you remember our Ruben.  God bless and God speed.  We love you and are so very, very proud.

Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be men of courage; be strong.1 Corinthians 16:13


Anonymous said...

You have such a precious way with words, which is another one of your great talents. This post is very special to me and I appreciate your words of comfort and the scriptures you have chosen here. As we all hold strong to the promises of our Lord I am so thankful for my friends, my brothers and sisters in Christ. Thanks Rie, love you :) Love,Tammy

Jennifer said...

Beautiful post ... we will be praying.

Anonymous said...

Beautifully stated. I will remember...

Audrey said...

Thank you for always finding the way to comfort, this is absolutely beautiful... Till they ALL come home!!!! Prayers daily for all the families and specially our Ruben!

Lisa notes... said...

Crying as I read this...

My precious niece just got engaged; her now-fiance Colton leaves for Afghanistan in a few weeks.

May we ever remember to pray for our soldiers. Saying a special prayer for Tammy and for your daughter and for Ruben. And for my niece and Colton.

Rie said...

Lisa, I will remember to pray for your niece and Colton. Knowing he will be in Afghanistan is very hard. We are continually thanking that Ruben will be in Kuwait.

I promise to remember, and when we meet one day we'll talk about it!

Mrs. Trixi said...

Oh, my, goodness, I have done this three times now and still have tears in my eyes thinking about your sweet girl and Reuben and his parents. Oh, it is so heart wrenching. I will most definitely be praying for all of you!!!!

Also, I have become quite good at being the wife of a deployed soldier, so if you need any tips let me know. I sent a care package every single week because I could not imagine Ronnie going to mail call and not having a package from home. People will say don't send chocolate, well I sent lots of chocolate and all the guys were very thankful!! :)

Rie said...

Thanks for the tip! I had been thinking about a care package but I'm not very good at that sort of thing (just ask Sandra!) so I may need a reminder.

Just email me and say, "Rie, have you sent a care package to the one your girl loves?" Make me feel realllllyy bad, ok?

I'm gonna do the chocolate!

I'm so glad Ronnie is back home with you now. I hope he doesn't have to go back.

Greg and Donna said...

I've been praying for Ruben and for Delia. I cannot imagine the uncertainty! Love you friend!

Blue Cotton memory said...

Oh - you have me welling up with tears! This is so beautiful. I have one of those boys - he's in basic training for the Army Reserves. So hoping he meets a girl like yours:) I think this is simply, heart-felt, mama-lovin' beautiful!

And, yes, I am hanging on to the best that can happen.

BTW - 10 years ago was the first day of school due to a county budgetary dispute. That night, my boy went to football practice, where his coach, who'd served in the military, told us that we're not going to let them beat us. We're not going to back down. We're going to keep on living - and that means having football practice (which we'd gone to after a prayer vigil on the town square).

I wonder how many seeds were planted in his heart that day, though little:)

Be blessed!

Anonymous said...

You said it all so well. I will be praying for Ruben. I have added him to my prayer list. God bless you and your family.

Anonymous said...

The photos and words you shared here are so moving. Thanks for this post--and thanks for linking up with us at High Calling Blogs. We really appreciate it!

Rie said...

Thank you, Dena. A hard post to write, but probably my most important ever.

I'm excited about High Calling - thanks to y'all for that vision!

Drawing of me losing my cool courtesy of budding artist, Izzy.

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