My Warrior

He's a Soldier.

He's a husband.

He's a dad.

He's a son.

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Into battle he will go one day,

No gun upon his chest;

Just a bible and our prayers,

For it's the cross he represents.

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He marches with our Soldiers,

No matter what the cost,

For the One who called him said,

"Follow me, for some are lost."

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He's my hero!

He's my love!

He's their chaplain,

For our God.

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As I was just about to sit down to eat lunch with a friend today, my husband walked through the door in his ACUs (camo uniform) and painted face. He had been in the field to see his Soldiers. I felt so honored to be his wife as he quickly grabbed his lunch and headed back out. Typically, I'll just start praying when I have thoughts of him going off to war, but today was different. I wanted to write a poem about the man I love who is willing to follow the Lord, even in times of war. Although he will never carry a gun, he's still a warrior...

After a long, hard day he still let me take his picture! He said it was a really good day and he loved spending time with his Soldiers.