Prayer Warriors...

Psalm 91

1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

2 I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."

3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.

4 He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

5 You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,

6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.

7 A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.

8 You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.

9 If you make the Most High your dwelling—
even the LORD, who is my refuge-

10 then no harm will befall you,
no disaster will come near your tent.

11 For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;

12 they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;
you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.

15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble,
I will deliver him and honor him.

16 With long life will I satisfy him
and show him my salvation."

Psalm 91 (New International Version)

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Psalm 91 is printed on bandanas which I mail in packages to Soldiers. MudPuppy has posted several photos of himself wearing his bandana, which truly warms my heart. I have a Psalm 91 Bandana to give to my son tomorrow. Yikes, did I just say tomorrow? On Sunday morning, our Pastor's sermon sent the message, "We Must Serve". Isn't it funny how some Sunday mornings you feel as though your Pastor is chatting to you alone, despite the fact an entire congregation is filling the pews around you? I know peace in my heart, that my son is doing what he is meant to be doing...right where he is meant to be doing it. My son is meant to serve. God's plan is the way.

For the next couple weeks, I'm not certain how much I will blog. I've noticed a trend of many soldiers being hurt the first couple weeks of deployment... Many friends (including Hubster) have suggested I not read the Military Newspapers daily.One friend suggested I dive into 'trashy', meaningless novels. (oh my)

I love my friend, Michael for this suggestion: he told me it helps to dedicate ten minutes an hour to worry. Once the ten minutes are up, I am not permitted to worry any longer that hour. I am not permitted to 'bank' the ten minutes...if an hour passes, I lose my ten minutes. Michael has promised me after dedicating the time to worry, hours will pass when I won't need those ten minutes! I believe him. I know worry solves nothing, it is a waste of time and good energy. But, I'm Mom. B is my son. I'll say no more.

For all who are Prayer Warriors for my son, my heart is filled with gratitude.

May Almighty God Bless each and every Airman, Soldier, Sailor and Marine.
May Almighty God watch over my son.
Dear God in Heaven, please bring him home whole in body and mind.