It’s that time of year again. The time of year that when most families are planning their vacations, my family is avoiding making any type of plans at all. It’s the worst when you have something exciting planned and get the phone call that, yup they are stuck at work. For how long? Who knows? Sometimes I can roll with the punches but other times the disappointment is overwhelming. And having to break the news to my little girls makes me nauseous. I have learned not to hold my breath until I get the phone call that my husband is in the car driving home. But those are the best phone calls. When I get to turn to my girls and say “daddy is on his way home”. The sparkle in their eyes and the giddy giggles of joy is the best!
Each year is a little different as my girls start understanding more and more about what it is that daddy does. This season I have a little dread and am a little nervous because my husband’s station isn’t exactly right around the corner. We can’t just pick up and go visit him if he’s been gone a long time. It will be for sure be a test on all of our emotions and strength. It’s time to start preparing and having those talks with my girls on what to expect. And shift my own perspective to what my role looks like and who I need to be for my family. Whether we like it or not fire season is among us. A lot more time will be spent in prayer. It’s there I know I will be drawing a lot of strength. It’s there talking to God where I become fire ready.
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine…When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. For I am the Lord your God…”
Isaiah 43:1-3 NIV