Sunday, August 31, 2008
I had a dream last night. it was the most beautiful, yet disturbing situation. THE WAR WAS OVER. and all the men and women, and children were coming home. YES. Children. that was the disturbing part. precious little curly headed 7 and 8 year olds who had been away at war. everyone was so happy to welcome home our heros, yet disturbing to realize how broken and wounded they really are. My son, in real life, not dreamland, is home from the war. and now as he tries to adjust to the civilian life, his own personal battle has just begun. pray for him. hope for them all. BRING THEM HOME, each and every one so they may begin to heal, find hope, faith and reason to live.