So here I am, home at last. Sweetheart and I didn’t even make it home before the chaos began again. A child in the hospital, a child headed for back surgery, a child with a baby due in a month, a child on the street again. Heartache and happiness is always weaving it’s way in and out of our lives. Some friends are suffering from horrible illnesses and the stress of the holidays are here. My heart is somewhere in Afghanistan, fighting for our freedom and our right to worship God. My sweetheart is headed back to work and our household is back to it’s normal state of crazyness. I am grateful that God gave me this last week to reset my heart and soul. He gave sweetheart and I a few days of peace and strengthened our commitment to each other and to our family. Even if you can only find five minutes of peace and still waters, I pray that you will be given those moments you need to rest your heart and soul. You are not alone. Your Father watches over you and loves you. He hears your cries and feels your stresses. Give it to Him. He knows the truth of your heart. Look around you, dear sisters. Is there someone who needs their burden lightened? A smile? A touch? A card? It’s that simple. Trust me. I know.