Take my life and let it be for your glory.
Before I left for Afghanistan I remember being scared.
I was uncertain I would survive the adventure I was about to embark on. I’m not sure if it was the fear of dying or just the fear of the unknown, but either way, I was scared and unsure. The Sunday before I left for training in Indiana the church I attended sang “Take my life and let it be for Your Glory.” I broke down.
All the fear and uncertainty I was feeling were poured into that song. I realized I was trying to control a situation I had no control over and I needed to trust in God. Knowing whatever happened it would be for His Glory. Not mine. I couldn’t do this alone. I needed to trust in God. The song was a theme that I focused on during the whole deployment and it is still written on my Facebook page. My life is his and I am here to glorify him.
We wouldn’t all survive
One day while I was sitting in training I was being overly reflective. I realized that all of the people in the large auditorium were headed to Afghanistan. The likelihood that we would all still be alive a year later was highly unlikely. Who would be the ones who would pass on to the next life? What sacrifice would they be giving? Were they parents, siblings, daughters, or sons?
We are all connected to someone. The people that were touched by my deployment often times didn’t even know me. They knew me through a friend or family member and committed to pray or send me e-mails, care packages, or letters. It was amazing to me how my going to Afghanistan could open so many doors to people who did not know about what was going on. It showed me how small the world truly is and how wonderful people are.
I am forever grateful for every care package, letter, and e-mail I received. And maybe the relationships I formed through this unique experience is why writing a blog made so much sense to me.
My life is his. This is my story.
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