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Kids with Uncle Brett the day before he left for Marine Corps Boot Camp.

Kids with Uncle Brett the day before he left for Marine Corps Boot Camp.

My kids are rather confused about where their Uncle Brett is. To them, he is at war. I keep trying to explain that he is NOT at war and that he is just training to be a Marine. Right now.

Our oldest, Kadence, is taking his departure especially hard. Brett was only 10 years old when she was born.

Since Monday I’ve taken the car ride to school as time to have the kids say prayers for him. Their words are short and echo the innocence of their young ages.

“Dear God, Please let Uncle Brett have a good day.” And so on.

Yesterday I explained to the kids that when they think of their Uncle Brett throughout the day that is God’s way of telling them that Uncle Brett needed a prayer at that very moment. So, they should always, always say a prayer when they think of him. We feel helpless all the way over here in Missouri and our prayers are the single most effective way we have to positively impact his journey.

When she got out of the car, Kadence had tears in her eyes. But I knew she needed to hear how she can help. That she is NOT helpless with her feelings. None of us are. Marine Corps boot camp or not. God is everywhere.

Categories: Life on the farm


My name is Ginia Oehlschlager and I'm a small-town gal from Missouri. Join me as I document my crazy life on the farm with my husband and four kids. I'm always looking for frugal, simple ways to live the life God set before me. Where faith, family and fun come together on the farm.

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