Waves Fall 2004 Newsletter

...I knew that God had placed them there as warring angels...who believed in God and loved him enough
to give their lives to his service. -- The Awakening Heart by Betty J. Eadie, p. 88

September, 2004

W.A.V.E.S. Newsletter

Fall Edition

Embraced by the Light

Prayers

Our Strength is Love

by Jennifer Fritch

Upon waking up one morning on a nice June day I felt compelled to reach my arm across the bed. My husband's side of the bed was empty and awaiting his return. I heard my oldest son persuading my two younger boys to remain quiet until I could gather myself up to fix them something good for breakfast. I hesitated and felt very reluctant to pursue the much-needed tasks ahead. I was very exhausted and filled with deep sorrow. I felt I wanted to go to Father and be in his loving embrace and remain there until I could gather the strength to proceed on my own.

Then a deep sensation ran across my entire physical body instantaneously, but I felt each part of my body. The sensation was so strong and intense, yet purifying. I then felt my spirit self being embraced and comforted, and as I remained there I cried. I cried for the tasks that were ahead, I cried for my children who needed my strength, and I cried for all the fears I hold inside and away from the world’s view. Mostly I cried for the love and complete comfort my husband brings my soul. I cried and asked Father in heaven to protect my dear husband as he served his mission in Iraq. Father held me, and tears fell. I heard my surroundings, but the sounds were minimal and almost lullabies. I knew, as I was here in Father’s embrace, that my boys had many spiritual men surrounding them and that these spirits rushed in as Father came to my aid. My physical body felt heavy. I felt as if I weighed a ton, and it felt uncomfortable and very tiring. As I remained in his embrace Father whispered that I had many difficult tasks ahead. My most vivid memory of this remains focused on the separation of my physical body and spirit. It was extraordinary, and I hold this dear to my heart.

I feel the necessity to emphasize Betty's message about our Commander-in-Chief about a year back. On the main board Betty left a message of support for George W. Bush. I knew at election time -- and I know now -- that our President is here at this remarkable time to set in the path to this very Blessed Land a new but very old integrity, and that is the strength to pursue freedom. He has been set here at this particular time in history -- a time where there is no gray, where we are clearly on Father’s side or against righteousness.

We can't sit on the fence. This war is more than a war between America and terrorism. We are here to humbly stand for truth and hear the mothers, daughters, sons, fathers and grandparents in countries where they cannot leave out of fear of being killed. As Americans, we say it isn't right that this country doesn't have food and it isn't right that there are children without parents to love them. As Americans, this is our very responsibility: to reach our arms across the seas and make sure our brothers and sisters in another country are okay.

My husband serves in Iraq as an American soldier. He goes out on some very exhausting and troubling missions. He often has commented on the sights he has seen and is very distraught. He reaches for my love to provide him comfort. He commented once on a family that lived in a broken old shack, but noted that the little Iraqi children who came out did not have frowns or were angry but had big smiling faces and cheered as the Americans drove by. The mothers and fathers waved and thanked the soldiers for being there and for their "relentless, painstaking efforts" for their families. My husband said he became teary-eyed and felt that "that is when we all became one people and there was no separation between Americans and ANYone on earth".

As Americans we often take pride in our efforts of service. Turn on any news channel and when you see a news story of anyone in need there often will be a man, woman or child to provide some aid. We are so blessed to be here in America, where our voice is heard, where Father’s loving message is given.

This is not a war for Americans. This is a time for Truth and a time for serving. Our message is Love. Our leader is here by the will of Father. We truly are one people here. I smile as I think how Father’s loving perception sees this time. We as children see it in a much more limited view. Father can see all his children from every land, country and state. Our brothers and sisters in the Middle East could very easily be just in another state or city. Often we say, "We are Americans; we have the resources to help other countries." We are helping now in the Middle East in a more intense and trying way by the means of force.

Sometimes service isn't about "appearance". Yes, it is a harsh reality. We are indeed preparing for all Father’s children to come together as one. The battle will indeed not be light and free of pain because of the perpetrator that we face, as he has many men working for him. Our strength is Love. We must pray every day for all the beautiful children of these service members that their parents will be protected.

I miss my soldier every day he is not here by my side. He is so far from my side and so near danger, but he is indeed always in my heart and in the hearts of his very loved boys.

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