When I came across this picture of Carl taken many years ago at Ft. Campbell in Clarksville, TN, I got to thinking of how the boys and I have always felt protected by him. I remember how Carl kicked away a collie dog that was coming after me. I’ll never forget how he pulled down a runaway horse to its knees because our 8 year old son was on that horse. Even a stroke hasn’t stopped him from protecting me. He may not be able to kick a big dog away or pull a horse’s reins to bring the horse down, but regularly, and importantly he covers me in prayer. I’m so thankful for his service, but most of all I’m thankful for his persistent and loving prayers asking Jesus to protect me.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 1 Cor. 13:6-7