This past weekend has been one of reminders - things I'm supposed to remember and keep with me.
While this weekend is supposed to remind me to appreciate the freedom I have, to thank the soldiers that died and still die for it everyday, I choose to take this weekend to remind myself to thank them everyday I wake up, not just this weekend. And that if it were possible, we should throw a parade in every town every day that we are safe in our beds, our churches, and our schools.
Several of my seniors are going off to join the military and while I know that they fight for that freedom, I hope that our freedom will not come at the cost of their lives. I promise to remember to keep them in my prayers.
This weekend, I remember the lost children - the ones we lose to abortion, to ignorance, and to miscarriage - the ones we lose for no reason. I promise to remember to keep them in my prayers.
This weekend, I remember that in sickness and in health, 'til death do us part, means much more than dishes and dirty diapers. And I remember that marriages are not about being perfect, but just being there. No matter how insane we go or how lost we become. I promise to remember to keep it in my prayers.
This weekend, I remember that structure is often times a good thing to pursue, but a difficult thing to maintain. I promise to remember to keep her and us in my prayers.
This weekend, I remember to take care of myself. That daughter of ours needs both of her parents for a very long time. I remember to take better care of myself. At least I'll try.
And I promise to remember to keep myself in my prayers.
This weekend, I remember that sometimes prayers ARE answered in the miracles around us every day - a sunny day, a small miracle, a daughter's laughter.
Dear God,
There are so many people in this world who are in need of your prayers tonight and tomorrow and always. Watch over us all and keep us safe tonight. . . . and remember me too. Please help me to remember you always.
Love,
Me
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