My baby brother leaves tomorrow morning for a year term in Afghanistan.
He will celebrate 20 years old at weeks end.
Not fashion, food critics, or the city's fanfare matter one bit.
Oh God on High, bring him home.
Not fashion, food critics, or the city's fanfare matter one bit.
Oh God on High, bring him home.
And Heaven, help my heart.
Had a daughter spend 15 months in Iraq.
ReplyDeleteI know a little of what you feel.
Focus here = Proverbs 3:5-6
Wow. I'm just now reading this. He's in my prayers.
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