2103hrs
As if Tuesday�s interrupted slumber weren�t bad enough, I received a final call, from L, who wanted to inform me that he and his unit are deploying overseas. His exact words �I wanted to call and let you know that we are going across the water.� He sounded labored, strained, but ready and confident. He has trained long and hard for this, and this is his opportunity to apply his knowledge demonstrate his readiness.
Try as I may, I was never able to get back to REM sleep. My mind had been activated.
Despite the fact that I am now a member of the civilian community, I take no comfort, in the use and familiarity, of military jargon, concepts and training strategies about readiness and the use of knowledge � War does not sit well with me.
*sigh*
This is personal, close to home, too close for my liking.
The reality of life, and truth of the matter, is:
this isn�t about my comfort,
this isn�t about my liking,
this isn�t about my choosing.
We may well be, at war, in a few short days.
This is one subject, in which personal peace eludes me.
I have had numerous discussions,
I�ve written about it,
I�ve prayed about it,
�yet I find that I keep coming back to Square 1.
May God Protect Us All, and Have Mercy Upon Us All
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