Limbo

Michael, Victoria, and I all agree that we feel like we are in limbo. It is tough living somewhere that is not our own and not having our own things. Can we do it? Sure we can. It is just tough. I try to keep things in perspective, and I have found myself thinking about people in Africa and other third-world countries who live in dung huts and have no running water. That surely puts things in perspective, don't you think? God looks after His own, and we are truly blessed. Things could be a lot worse. 

I don't think I mentioned before, but Michael had to move off-post last week due to more future chaplains coming to Fort Jackson and a real lack of space. He is now at The Whitney. Very nice. Supposedly, his was the only platoon that was supposed to move. But, two days ago, another platoon was told they would have to move, too. So, they are having to move tomorrow, the day of the regimental ball. Tomorrow is going to be a tough day for that platoon. So, if you think about it, please pray for our friends in the 3rd platoon. It is going to be a long day.

Also, Michael is a new squad leader. I am very proud of him. There are four squads in a platoon. I'm learning lots!

Have a blessed day!