By John Busuego
As most of you know, I have been gone on a 9-month deployment to Afghanistan and each day that passes is one less day being away from my loved ones.
In this time of separation, my family has gone through so many trials that it baffles me how much Kristin has managed to keep it together in my absence. I believe her resolve and strength has come through prayer.
There isn’t much I can do physically, not being there to help her, so I’ve resorted to the only thing I can do to support my family, and that is to pray.
I’ve prayed so hard during this deployment that I sometimes feel there isn’t anything else to do but that.
I sometimes pray to God to forgive me because I feel like all I do is ask him to do things because I have no control over it. Here are some the short prayers I’ve repeatedly gone through lately:
“Please Lord, please don’t let this helicopter crash while I’m in it…”
“Dear God, the children are sick (again), please heal them…”
“Lord, I am going into a briefing with a few senior officers in the audience, please help me not sound like a bumbling idiot…”
“Dear God, please protect my wife as she drives the children to school and their activities…”
In times of stress and anxiety, I am reminded of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, in which under great duress he prayed to God so hard that it was as if “his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground” (Luke 22:44).
Jesus prayed so earnestly, being in such anguish because he knew the world he physically lived in was going to come crashing down on him.
I’m in that garden now. My wife is in it too, and so are my children. My friends and family back home – all of us are living in a world where we feel it may come crashing down on us too. What are we doing about it? We follow Jesus. We pray about it.