This War

I am on my last nerve, as far as this war is concerned. My cousin was just deployed for the THIRD time, leaving his wife and children behind, and I write today with a very heavy heart.

Ya know, I’m not naive… I know that sometimes you have to engage in physical battle as a nation to protect yourselves (heck, God did it all the time in the Old Testament) but this war seems to drag on and on with no end in sight. I am actually a registered Republican, believe it or not, but I’m fed up.

Trust me, I am ETERNALLY GRATEFUL to all those who serve in our armed forces to protect me, my family, and our way of life, but it is because of those folks that I am venting. We hear casualty numbers on the news and I think we forget that each one of those numbers was a special person with a family who is now heartbroken. Even our enemies are God’s children (remember, He loves them as much as he loves you) and each one, whether our people or theirs, was at one point someone’s baby held in their parents arms while big hopes and dreams were imagined for them.

And I say I’m mad but obviously not mad enough. Nothing about my day today will change because of this. I’ll still go about life as usual while half a world away unspeakable horrors continue. I’m ashamed. And all I can think is, really?

This is the best we can do?

Really?