Beginning tomorrow, October 21, 2006, at 11:09 CST, please join us in praying for our troops' protection, the civilians in the Middle East, and for those Iraqi people who are willing to fight for freedom--die for freedom.
Also, please pray for the families of the troops. They are going through their "own War", I assure you.
Troops: Think on the U.S. Marines' Prayer
This will only take a moment and can be very powerful.
People, they need us, as we need them.
God bless you all .
** Aaron became a recruit in the Corps on October 21, 2001.
Friday, October 20, 2006
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Thank you for thinking of us.
I never stop thinking of you. Thank you, Sir, not just for writing, but for fighting.
Today was the beginning of our part in this war. Everyday we should try to add to our army of prayer warriors. If people will stop, even for 30 seconds, at the appointed time to offer a prayer for our military then we can make a difference. Let our prayers be the armor we offer to our military.
Yes...and I feel re-energized b/c of it!
We love you troops and family!
we feel the power or your prayers and love. rock on
Oh, thank you. I feel it, too. Now don't make me have to send the calvary out after you. Short on time, say hi, so I know you're okay. Make an agreement for someone to get back to me, okay. I'll do the same for you guys. None of us are exempt from God calling us home. But you all fall in a category that lends the natural element of concern to me. I will pray every day that it doesn't happen, but should it, I want to know. I do love you all. You've become very special to me!
Mom De'on
Aww come on Mom De'on. The calvary?!!if you're gonna send the army after us at least give em a chance and send their special forces.LOL. They MIGHT have a chance agains us. Yeah, if we tie our hands behind our backs. LOL. we know you were army but you're one of us now because of Aaron. You know what Army stands for right? Ain't Ready for the Marines Yet. LOL. we're just kidding. we love our soldier brothers. hey someone has to do the cookin, cleaning and washing over here. LOL. we'll do a better job of chekcin in. thanks for caring. it means something to us. it really does. Out.
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I knew I said that wrong right after I wrote it. I was hoping y'all had one too. Yes, I loved all the stuff Aaron said. So always say it!
We need a little rivalry going here.
Aaron always said the Navy "gave them a ride"..lol Karen's brother is Navy...
What else? oh yeah, my funny stories will be of me. Aaron too. Next to me, Private Benjamin looked like she had a clue. I'm serious! Even though I could do 75 push ups in 2 min. the Drill called me "Momma Smurf." I was 33 when I joined.
For a while, I could outrun both Aaron's dad and Greg. (Well, I just realized how horrible that sounded! We didn't know each other yet--Greg & I.) And never in a sprint (Doug was grooming for the olympics there), but in the 2 mile.
Aaron got a double dose of hard headedness. His dad ran the hills of Panama to beat my pants off (he literally ran off from me, maybe across the canal, I don't know.) I never saw him again until I got home.
Greg. Greg is much less prone to surges of testosterone. When he couldn't outrun me the first time, he challenged me to a game of ping pong. We'd always enjoyed that. I loved the feeling of smacking him a good one every now and then.
But on this night, right after the run, (our last, I might add) he not only slammed every ball I got over the net, he did it with such glee! He beat it into the table, consistently.
Kind of like Karen in pool.
But yes, I'm Marine, now. That's why I get to say Semper Fi and have a black shirt when "lessers" must wear gray!
Semper Fi,
Mom De'on
well Aaron. yesterday wasn't a good day for us. I know you and the others were there to meet our three brothers, and we know all you guys will keep watch over us. we'll never forget any of you. Gunz Up Marines.
I know, oh, Babies, I know.
I love you all so much.
It'll be okay. It will.
Stay strong. We'll offer up a special prayer for their brothers and the rest of their families. All of them. God holds it all, my sons. He holds you all. Nothing can touch you if He says, "No." If He needs you for training in a much larger war...you will go my sons. I pray for all of you and I trust Him.
And I love you.
Semper Fi,
Mom De'on
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