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A single mom’s heart and the Fort Hood killings
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The Fort Hood killings hit far too close to my heart. Someone I dearly love serves in the military. I’ve met his severely wounded comrades. It’s more than my mother’s heart wants to bear.
I wrestle with my inability to save him from a life I never wanted him to encounter. I feel love/hate towards those who caused young patriots to become far too familiar with war’s ugly horrors.
My hardest struggle? Trusting God to guard my loved one’s life.
When he’s deployed, my automatic bodily response? Unrelenting low-grade stress mode.
My heart’s response to life’s revolting realities? Pain.
When I watch “This Week with George Stephanopoulos,” and the crawl lists our fallen warriors, I read every name and cry—every time. I feel irritated by the slower credit crawl given to famous people who’ve already been given their due in life, thus hastening the crawl for those who courageously serve on unseen, far away battlefields. I want more time to absorb each name and to pray for their families.
When violence or war cuts short another young person’s potential, will my heart ever stop wilting and buck up? Probably not. My heart yearns for peace and healing.
No one expects a fellow American to betray his family and strike at vulnerable hearts—our homes.
“God, please help us and be our strength in a time of confusion and sorrow.”
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