The words here are about my life as the wife of a now retired Soldier. I live on a small ranch in Texas, and my experiences here craft the words I use to express my life. The sacrifices, challenges, and the deeply satisfying rewards of being the wife of such a man influence them as well. I live in a beautiful and peaceful place, and it is great solace and comfort when I face life and the challenges of a complicated and stressed world. So I have titled my writings "From the Ranch."
Friday, November 23, 2012
Three Generations of Military Women Taking the Hill... or Heel as it May Be!
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American Military Families,
Army,
Military families in Germany,
military kids,
Mode Vision.
Location: Austin County , Texas, USA
Karl-Kröckel-Straße 41, 67659 Kaiserslautern, Germany
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012
How To Love a Terrorist
Previously I wrote about how the primary directive from God calls upon us to love God with all our heart, our soul, our strength, and our mind, and our neighbor as ourselves. In fact, we are created to do this only by our own choice. That directive from God emphasizes that God does not need mere men to wage war on His behalf. The truth is, if He wanted all non-believers dead, they would drop like rocks at His command. He doesn't need armies for His holy will to prevail, and to me it seems an insult to God for individuals to take up violence in order to force others to love and serve God. That appears to me to be the ego and pride of individuals controlling their own lives rather than submitting to God's direction. The leadership of movements which promote violence and force project the idea that THEY wish to be in charge, to wield power, to rule over others in order to satisfy their own desires, ego, and self pride.
One principle that I am certain of, none of us can control others completely. You can imprison a man, beat and torture a man, burn his home, kill his family, murder a man, but you cannot control his mind. God will not allow anyone to remove the stamp of our being that is created "in his image." With enough torture you can force a man to say things he doesn't really believe, but you cannot control what he thinks and believes, in the secret place in his mind that holds his true self, that part that will exist somewhere forever, cannot be forced.
Look at God's answer when he was asked by the man, "who is my neighbor." He answered with a story of a man of one nation, whose nation historically hated another nation, and the people of the hated nation hated them in return.
The story He told said that a man from Samaria was on a trip, his journey had him on the road from Jerusalem to Jericho, a road so filled with danger at that time that is was known as the "Way of Blood." On the side of the road he saw a man who had been robbed, beaten, and left naked to die. What God said next, he knew would shock everyone listening to his story in reply to the question "who is my neighbor." It was shocking because he was from Samaria, and the man left to die was from a country with a long history of hating the nation of Samaria. The people of the two countries were raised by their citizens hating one another. God told of how a priest of the man's own country saw the injured man on the side of the road, and just passed on by. Next a man who held a station in that day that was like our modern day politicians passed by and he too ignored the man. The rest of the story is best told in the original text I was read from my childhood on up. "When he saw him, he was moved with compassion, came to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. He set him on his own animal and bought him to an inn, and took care of him. On the next day, when he departed, he took out two denarii and gave them to the host and said to him, "Take care of him. Whatever you spend beyond that, I will repay you when I return." Then God asks the question, "Now which of these three do you think seemed to be a neighbor to him who fell among the robbers?" The man who had asked the question responded, "He who showed mercy on him."
I realize, I cannot impact nor influence the governments of this world. I am a person of no importance to anyone other than my family and my friends. The majority of us are in my same position. I watch closely the governments of the world in interaction, and there are major differences between some of those governments. The Coalition Forces are one of the only organizations with mufti-nation participation that I can see which has joined people from many lands in the common cause of standing against terrorism. I think that is due to the very heart of God's reply to "who is my neighbor?"
As I said, I have no power over how nations interact, most of us don't. The man in this story only had control over only his own response to the stranger on the road as well. That suggests to me that our thinking toward one another, no matter what nation we are from, should be controlled by our own response before God. It also says to me that when others come suggesting violence as a response toward those whose theology is different than mine, they do not have as their motive service to God.
God tells us that He is not a "respecter of persons." No title that you hold, no position, and no affiliation, impresses God. Those who have titles given to them by other people that the rest of the world is impressed with do not have influence with God. He is the only One truly possessing the power of determining standards and rules to live by. His wisdom encompasses all, it isn't just wise opinion, it is what really is. Which leads back to those two rules we are to live by everyday, not just the days when things are going well for us, and we are in the mood. When we are in even the darkest of life, those two rules should be the anchor of our behavior and attitude. In other words, measure every response of your life by God's directive to love him first, and next love our neighbor.
When the factions in the Middle East who murder and commit other acts of violence claim to do so at God's direction, they are lying, and acting out of prejudices not given them by God.
The area where I have control is in my own response and to stand against the violence of those who claim their behavior is for God.
Labels:Ranch Life, Military, Photos, Gardening,
Afghanistan,
American Military,
Iraq,
Libya,
terrorist,
war on terror
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Why It Matters What They Do in Their Personal Lives
Dr Phil was on The View this morning, I came in for a soda from working on the wheelchair ramp to my front porch, when I heard him peddling the thought that powerful men have always been cheaters, and that we should all just separate the leadership of the man from the personal life of the man. Just like everyone else, I have been so disappointed by the behavior of many in leadership of the United States Military. That is not something that has just come up for me because of how publicly recent wrong doing has been flaunted. It has been an ongoing concern for me ever since my seventeen year old daughter came to me and wanted to join the Texas National Guard as a junior in high school, and then later joined the active duty component. I will be the first to admit I am aware of all kinds of dishonorable behavior by many people in the military, and I never fail to attempt to do my part to keep the honor of the military by reporting wrong doing to the appropriate persons in the chain of command. It isn't necessary to quote the West Point Code of Honor, everyone is right now, but the part that is so applicable here is "or tolerate those who do."
Like I said, I have long been aware of the flaws and flawed leadership which
exist in the Army . That cannot however
negate for me and many of those who serve, and their families as well, all that
is positive, honorable, and rewarding in service in the United States Military. I tell anyone who will listen all that I have
personally found of extraordinary value and personal reward in the experience
of being an Army wife, daughter,
and mother. My husband credits the
United States Military as the method by which most of the blessings of his life
have been delivered. Many times when he
is asked to speak, he tells of his childhood, and the challenges that he faced,
and how his appointment to West Point provided the parenting that had been
lacking, and values that have guided and given him direction for his entire life. He took to heart all that he was taught at
West Point, and has tried always as he has served to honor the code, believing it not
only possible, but needful and necessary for having a satisfying and rewarding
life in service. He and I both still find those
principles to be sacred beliefs and foundational to character and honorable living. Honorable living is still something to be be prized, and I prize it more highly, and seek it more earnestly every day. In my own efforts I realize and acknowledge how much more difficult achieving such a life is in our society and culture today. I've heard the YOLO mantra from our young people, and when I encounter a person touting that belief of "you only live once," the first thing I do is agree with them, as I tell them that to me that means you only have one opportunity to do the right thing, and at the end of life, that single principle will transcend everything as they step out into their next existence.
The military is full of men and women who sincerely strive to live by the Honor Code promoted at West Point, the current much maligned institution from which David Patraeus and Paula Broadwell both graduated. More than just a four year university, it is a physical place in our country where duty, honor, and country are upheld as sacred in nature. Few organizations in our world remain optimistic that those things are achievable. If these two graduates ever internalized what is taught at West Point, obviously it has lost its' significance. That doesn't mean it has for everyone who endeavors to live humbly by those ideals.
One of the things that many making comments which amount to "who cares what they do in their private lives," do not realize is how the behavior of these people impacts those who remain committed to self-less service to our country. For starters, it isn't as prestigious to be a West Point graduate as it was last week. It isn't as well viewed to be an "Army wife" as it was last week either. People tend to think more in terms of "pity" than admiration when they consider the wife of a Soldier now. Young men and women who bought the program, now wonder did it ever mean anything, or was it just a method of recruiting used to lure them into sheep like behavior before the officers they serve under send them off to war. General Patraeus gave orders which amounted to orders to kill people to Soldiers during the time he commanded. To the Soldiers who carried out those orders in good faith, that they were coming from individuals of complete integrity, with our national security as their personal and corporate agenda, should have been a completely realistic expectation. This week, they aren't sure of whether that was the case or simply power hungry leadership furthering their own egos and careers.
The bad behavior of politicians isn't the same to the Soldier, as so many of those commenting declare is rampant anyway, thus making lack of moral convictions in a four star general fine and dandy. Soldiers are taught to separate themselves from the politics of orders. They are taught to obey without question, every order given them, and that duty, honor, and country are the reason they are to follow without question . They have the right to expect that the persons giving those orders are of unquestionable honor in all areas of life. It matters what they do in their personal lives, it critically matters.
It goes without saying that to Holly Patraeus, the father of Paula Broadwell, the children of both couples, and all those who have supported the military careers of both David Patraeus and Paula Broadwell, it matters what they do in their personal lives. May God give grace and be merciful to those most wounded by such betrayal. I am certain I know who has given the most, sacrificed while always believing in the Soldier she loved, and I pray especially for the healing of her own "war wounds."
Labels:Ranch Life, Military, Photos, Gardening,
corruption in the military,
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Patraeus,
Paula Broadway,
West Point
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Sometimes the World Seems Scary
I heard from a lot of folks today who were disappointed and discouraged, even a little anxious... I had already spent some time in prayer, and some scripture from Daniel came to mind, and I looked it up again.
King James Version (KJV)
Daniel, the second chapter
19 Then was the secret revealed unto Daniel in a night vision. Then Daniel blessed the God of heaven.
20 Daniel answered and said, Blessed be the name of God for ever and ever: for wisdom and might are his:
21 And he changeth the times and the seasons: he removeth kings, and setteth up kings: he giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to them that know understanding:
Another thing that came to mind is a really old song that is one of my favorites. It seemed appropriate.
Living By Faith
Words by James Wells
Music by J.L. Hearth
I care not today what the morrow may bring,
If shadow or sunshine or rain.
The Lord, I know, ruleth o'er everything.
And all of my worry is vain.
Chorus
Living by faith (Yes, living by faith)
In Jesus above (in Jesus above)
Trusting, confiding (trusting, confiding)
In His great love (yes, in His great love)
From all harm safe (safe from all harm)
In His sheltering arm (His sheltering arm)
I'm living by faith (I'm living by faith)
And feel no alarm. (feel no alarm)
Tho' tempests may blow and the storm clouds arise;
Obscuring the brightness of life.
I'm never alarmed at the overcast skies,
The Master looks on at the strife.
Chorus
Living by faith (Yes, living by faith)
In Jesus above (in Jesus above)
Trusting, confiding (trusting, confiding)
In His great love (yes, in His great love)
From all harm safe (safe from all harm)
In His sheltering arm (His sheltering arm)
I'm living by faith (I'm living by faith)
And feel no alarm. (feel no alarm)
I know that He safely will carry me thro'
No matter what evils betied;
Why should I then care, tho' the tempest may blow,
If Jesus walks close to my side.
Here is a great rendition by the Gaither bunch!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PwJfwYMuZEQ
Labels:Ranch Life, Military, Photos, Gardening,
Election results
Friday, November 2, 2012
My Husband Has Been Home on Leave
When my husband is home, every second of my time is completely devoted to being in his company, so I have not written for awhile. The good news is, I am overwhelmed with all the thoughts and stories of our time together, and how blessed we are as a couple. You know that state of blessing isn't always composed of nothing but good times either. God is able to teach you in all areas and experiences of life great truths and His amazing grace.
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