Came home an hour early to an empty house. I like the quiet. I can even see out the window and know when the van full of Souza's are heading this way. I have no excuse for dropping a line on the grace blog, so here goes.
Sometimes, often, I come home exhausted--physically and emotionally. I've got enough to be around the family in a meaningful way, but thats it. That is why I've been lax in blogging and calling mom.
Today I counseled a soldier who was absolutely despondent about his likely divorce. I could do nothing to help him. He left my office as miserable as he entered. I felt somewhat useless as I watched him go. Sometimes, often, we need to trust that God is capable enough to handle situations without our help. The soldier had no spiritual background and wasn't open to hearing a sermon with a salvation message. He did allow me to pray over him. This is the second time in two days I've had tough soldiers weep in my office as we prayed together. It makes me believe even more that the presence of the Holy Spirit is strong when we pray.
Next week our battalion goes out for a field exercise. I'll be out there all week camping and learning all about the chemical\biological\nuclear operations that go on in warfare. I'm kinda dreading it and looking forward to it at the same time. I'll be conducting a field service next Wednesday which will include a mini sermon. Looking forward to it. Still in the pray/seek mode, but I might preach on the passage about Jesus, the coin and "render to Caeasar" stay tuned for details.
The Army throws around the term "spiritual fitness" a lot. If the chaplain is gonna be relevant, he needs to figure out what spiritual fitness is and how to implement it into the soldiers lives. I need to find out how God wants ME to do just that.
Here comes the Souza van. From quiet to chaos in 5 seconds. Can't wait to see them.
5-4-3-2-1.........
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