My brother

My brother, Tom, has an interesting job. He is a Lieutenant Colonel in Air Force Intelligence. I gotta say that I am pretty proud of him - it has not been easy! He's been stationed all over the world over the past 15 years. His wife, Lara, is a saint to say the least to put up with the life of being in the service and all the unknowns that come with it. Tom left yesterday to go on a mission...one of those places he can't tell us where he's going, but we know it's a war zone. He says he's safe and not in danger...but how can you be safe in a war zone?

Tom and I have an odd relationship...we don't talk very much, but we really love and care for each other. Strange since we fought like cats and dogs as children. I remember times when he would hold me down and dangle spit above my face until it almost touched my face - then he'd slurp it back up. Lovely thought I know, but somehow, we bonded even through that! I've talked to him more in the past few months when I was struggling, than I have in a long time. He has been so supportive and encouraging. He is there when I need him most.

I have a feeling this is one of those times in his life that he may need me most...but not in a physical, listening way since I have no way of contacting him, but I can pray. Pray for him and Lara as they are separated for these months...pray for safety...pray for peace - in their souls and in the world...pray that in these times he and Lara would find their way back to the ONE who loves them MOST. They believe, but there is not a relationship with the One and Only that could be such a source of help and strength - especially in these times. If you would, please lift them up in prayer!
Our sibling picture from several years ago...I am in the back, Tom in his handsome uniform, and his beautiful wife Lara. Some think we are all siblings because we all look kind of alike. I think that's neat!