Our Boy Danny

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My sister in law sent us the prayer for tonight between 9 and 10 for Danny. If anyone out there reads this please send it up to GOD for our boy. One more long arduous week until he comes home for a short ten days. We are having a welcome home party here for him on August 9.
Yes August 9 we welcome recruit Jones home from Parris Island.
Three years to the day after sending our Dad to Heaven with our prayers.
Life is a strange and awesome journey.
How can one date be so packed full of Love.


Please remember Danny from 9 to 10 tonight. Thanks for the prayers.

MARINE PRAYER
Father, in the coming days, I will need you, but my recruit will need You more!
Let him perform his tasks with a sense of duty, not of anger or vengeance.

Let his reflexes be quick and his hands steady.
Let his head be clear and his eyes sharp.
Let his mind and body be strong and his spirit stronger.

God, please stand by my recruit and watch his back when he cannot!

Father, I love this recruit of mine! Take from ME, what he needs and give me what he does not.
I will pace the nights, if it means he gets some sleep.
I will deal with fatigue, if it means he will have energy.
I will carry his fear, if it means it gives him courage.
I will take his pain, if it means he is healthy and whole.
I will take his anger, if it means he is at peace.

Take my love and pride and let him feel it!
Let him know that I am with him every step of the way!

Please, take from me what You can; I give it willingly and with love.
It is all I have besides my prayers.

Above all, please help my recruit to achieve his goal of becoming ....
A United States Marine!

This I ask on bended knee, that which I cannot do without YOU!
Amen

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Unknown said…
You know you and your family have my thoughts. A safe journey to your Danny.
10:53 PM
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