Sons and daughters

I also learned yesterday that young friend of mine has arrived at his duty station. I've known David since he was a geeky preteen, all arms and legs and attitude. He is now 23, and was active duty military for three years after high school, including a stint spent jumping out of perfectly good airplanes over Kosovo. He stayed in the National Guard to help pay for college (and oh, I wish I could tell you what a life turnaround that was). But then his unit was called up, and sent over-- first to Kuwait, then Iraq (with some vintage equipment that dates to Korea; but that's another rant). He's now part of the forces preparing for the Iraqi elections, his unit charged with finding and dismantling land mines, and very much "in harm's way."

Lots to pray about, tonight.