I just cried

Last Sunday, my brother in law, started his 7 month journey to Iraq. I know that I will miss him which is interesting simply because I have only visited with him when visiting my sister so I dont know him all to well. But he is still family and I love him as such.

I decided to check out my sister's blog page and read about their last few hours before his journey. It was very touching and I (being quite the sentimental one) of course, started sniffling here and there till I had tears slowly dripping down my cheeks. Tonight after I got home from work, I checked my myspace page and saw that my sister had updated her status to lonely. I thought about that for a moment and then I started to think how I would feel if my dearest Michael were to be overseas in Iraq for 7 months. I started to think of the lonely nights, in an empty bed. The days wondering if he was all right. Thats when it hit. I cried. I cried for my sister and for her children. I feel her hurt and her pain. I just want to be there for her so she wont be alone. Unfortunately, we dont live close. The best thing I can tell her right now is to take it day by day. For my sister and her family, here are the words to one of my favorite songs, Day By Day:

Day By Day

Day by day, and with each passing moment,

strength I find to meet my trials here;

Trusting in my Father's wise bestowment,

I've no cause for worry or for fear.

He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure

Gives unto each day what He deems best-

Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,

Mingling toil, with peace and rest.

Everyday, the Lord Himself is near me

With a special mercy for each hour;

All my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me,

He Whose name is Counselor and Power;

The protection of His child and treasure

Is a charge that on Himself He laid;

"As they days, thy strength shall be in measure,"

This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then in every tribulation

So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,

That I lose not Faith's sweet consolation

Offered me within thy holy Word.

Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,

Every to take, as from a Father's hand,

One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,

Till I reach the promised land.