Father,
It is Mitchell's ninth day at boot camp. Thank you for watching him as he works through this eight weeks. And thank you for your majesty. Even in our hardest of times Your glory shines through.
I won't lie and say that I don't miss him, because I do. It's so weird having guys around me and not having Mitchell here to talk to and spend time with. The saying, "You don't know what you have until it's gone," is so true! Even though I was preparing myself for him not being around, it's hard. And it's so pathetic, but I feel now that I don't have to have my cell phone on me anymore because I won't be getting a random text from him or an unplanned call...yes, I miss him.
Please take him as You find him there, Father, and mold him. Mold him into the person that You want him to be. Use this time to help guide him.
I can't thank you enough for having Your hand of protection over him. I know that giving him over to You before he left was the right thing for me do. I know that You're with him and just that thought alone is enough to overwhelm me. Your grace is one thing, so powerful and awe-inspiring. But Your love, that is a whole new facet of who You are. To know that You love Mitchell more than I ever could is outstanding, almost unbelievable, but so real.
Please give him endurance through his activities. And right now, as he sleeps, please give him a spirit-filled rest. For You are our comfort and strength.
