Answers to Unmentioned Prayers

Whether we admit it or not, whether we call out loud or stay silent, our Heavenly Father knows our deepest wish, our inner-most needs.

Since arriving at our new home 20 months or so ago, I have felt consistently isolated. Yes, I have some friends here, and yes, we got involved in a great church, and yes, I get out of the house and do stuff. But still, day-to-day, I am pretty much alone here. I don’t dwell on it, but I miss my children and my grand-children and my family who are all in different places. I miss my mom and my siblings, especially when I know they are all gathered together on my mom’s beach, laughing and enjoying the Florida sun and water I miss so much. I try hard to not even think about missing my first grandchild’s  soon coming 9th birthday and the fact that I have not actually been able to hug her since she was six.

Being a Military Mom for the over the past decade, I have learned to let stuff go, to always try not to let crappy feelings build up into full-fledged depression. I focus on the positives. My son is home, doing well in overcoming his physical and mental challenges. My daughter and family will hopefully be home in again in less than a year. My grand-babies are all growing up healthy and strong, even without the benefit of having “Gramma Spittle” & kisses applied regularly.

In addition to my soldiers, I have a nephew in the Coast Guard, along with his wife. She has to drive from FL to MI two or three times a year as part of her duties. One of the blessings of us being here in Georgia now is that we are a good stopping place for travelers and we have two guest rooms. So, I was happy yesterday to get a message that she’ll be bunking in again one night next week!  Plus, my BFF called me yesterday just to chat, because she was having a rough time. She had no idea that I was the one who truly needed that phone call! And, I have a sister who is coming in for a quick visit next week, too!

As I thought about it, I realized that I needed to stop and give praise and thanks to the Lord, because even though I had not specifically gone to Him with the loneliness that was creeping in on all sides, He still saw my need and answered the unspoken prayer of my heart. So I thank Him for the many blessings, and the answers to unmentioned prayers. In the words of my grandson, Wyatt: “God, You are AWESOME!”

And the cherry on the top: payday came one day early this month! God You ARE sooooooo very awesome!!



Priceless Instant Message

Hi Mom, I love you. Can’t stay online, gotta go. Kisses!

Who would have ever thought that so few words could be so priceless! It had been nearly two weeks since anyone had heard anything from my soldier. I quickly replied to my soldier’s I.M., but already, he was off-line.

Just last night I had prayed about the level of fear that was threatening to overtake me. I don’t want to live in a constant state of extreme fear. I want to be strong, full of faith, ever-hopeful. I don’t like the “scared me.”

I had tried to keep the “No news is good news” frame of mind, but as day after day passed with no word from my soldier, fear started to win the battle.

But God heard my plea and answered my prayer. It wasn’t the length of the “conversation” that mattered; it was the peace God flooded into my soul again! He knew that I was starting to come unglued, and sent me exactly what I needed!

With a deep sigh, relieved, I pushed away from my computer, knowing that my soldier is in the care of our loving Father, and, yes, so am I!

“Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time.” –1Peter 5:6 NIV

PS – I resisted the urge to change this one to the past tense, leaving it the way I originally penned it. This was after Bergdahl had walked away from his post nearby. (Same Battalion, different Company.) My son had been able to tell us about him just before they had put everyone on communications lock-down. So not knowing what was happening was pretty horrible. The next we heard was a text to his wife on July 5th (search “July 4th Attack on Zerok” on You Tube) saying “I’m OK” (he wasn’t but he was alive!) – then nothing again. (Families had to be notified.) Then, finally, my IM. . .


Serenity seems totally unattainable sometimes – it flits within our grasp, and then dances just out of reach, or disappears altogether, but one of my goals in life is to become a more serene person.

To me, serenity is a combination – or culmination – of all the gifts of the Spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, gentleness, faithfulness, self-control, and goodness. All of these unite together to define, in my mind, at least, the true meaning of serenity.

Some day, I hope to be able to reflect back upon my life, look at the lives my husband and I, our children and grandchildren, and be at peace. Even better, though, is to be able to look at my life today, at this very instant, and be at peace with what I see now. It is a process.

Most days I feel that I am getting somewhat better at it. It probably helps that my soldiers are not, at the moment, dodging bullets and dealing with terrorists, but even during those kinds of times in our lives, I will continue to strive for this inner calmness that truly can only be found while sitting in the lap of the Lord.

Even amidst the turmoils of everyday life, by diligently protecting and constantly striving to perfect these nine traits, these precious gifts, it is possible to obtain that allusive, yet oh so cherished treasure called serenity. It isn’t easy, but then, when is motherhood, especially Military Motherhood ever a really easy thing?! It is, however, very much worth the effort!

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,

gentleness, self-control (Galatians 5:22, 23 NIV).