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“How are you doing?” It was such a simple question. But the moment my friend asked it in the church hallway, the tears c...
06/05/2026

“How are you doing?” It was such a simple question. But the moment my friend asked it in the church hallway, the tears came.

I had just walked my oldest son to his class after worship when she stopped to check in. Before I could even form a polite answer, my tears were already spilling over.

Not the quiet kind you can blink away—the kind that catch you off guard.

She didn’t try to fix it. She simply held me while I cried. What a gift, and such a real picture of carrying one another’s burdens (Gal. 6:2).

Somewhere in the back of my mind I had been holding onto a tentative timeline for my husband’s return. Nothing official—just that quiet marker we make for ourselves: “If we can just make it to this point.”

But the night before, that window disappeared. No new date. Just more waiting.

This new reality mixed with the quiet worries of a husband deployed to the Middle East, a son missing his dad more deeply, and an upcoming cross-country move felt heavy – and I was completely overwhelmed.

Maybe you know that feeling, too.

Military life asks a lot of us, and sometimes we try really hard to hold it all together.

But the truth is this:

God never asked us to be strong enough to carry it all. His grace was always meant to meet us there.

His grace invites us to lay down what we’ve been carrying—our pride, our self-sufficiency, and our need for control—at the foot of the cross.

Because Christ’s strength does not depend on perfect circumstances, it meets us in the middle of our weakness. We are free to stop believing we have to carry it all on our own.

So, what are you carrying today, military wife?

Sometimes the most beautiful faith grows when we finally admit:

When my strength runs out, His never will.

Military wife,Thank you.Thank you for showing up with honesty.For sharing pieces of your story—whether in a post, a mess...
06/03/2026

Military wife,

Thank you.

Thank you for showing up with honesty.
For sharing pieces of your story—whether in a post, a message, or a quiet prayer.

Thank you for the courage it took to say,
“I am her…”
even when the words felt tender.

We have seen your faith.
In the waiting.
In the unknown.
In the becoming.

And more importantly—God has seen it all.

Every story shared reminded us of this truth:
we were never meant to walk this life alone.

Because of you, this space became more than a campaign.
It became a place of connection, healing, and sisterhood.

If you shared your story—thank you.
If you’re still holding it close—there is still space for you here.

This isn’t the end.
It’s a continuation of what God is still writing.

You are not unseen.
You are not behind.
You are still becoming who He made you to
be.

I am her.

With all our love,
Homefront Heroes Ministries

I survived my first deployment freshly married and in a new city. I could finally breathe easy. Little did I know that s...
06/01/2026

I survived my first deployment freshly married and in a new city. I could finally breathe easy. Little did I know that six months later, I would wake up to my husband having a grand mal seizure.

I have never been more afraid in my life.

The Lord met me there in our bedroom as He calmed me so I could do what was needed. We found out he had a calcification on his brain that needed removal – but we also got the best news shortly after.

We found out we were expecting about a month after his seizure. Even during that hard time, we had a reason to praise. My husband had brain surgery in January. Afterward, we waited three long months for him to finally begin the military medical board process.

The Lord has continued to bless us and be with us during this difficult time. He is continually providing me strength and support. These past eight months have been some of the toughest of my life. Pregnancy has been a breeze compared to my husband medical surprises, but God has continued to sustain me during this season.

I AM Her: I was pregnant with my fourth child when we PCS'd to Fort Bragg. My husband went away on TDY as soon as we got...
05/29/2026

I AM Her: I was pregnant with my fourth child when we PCS'd to Fort Bragg. My husband went away on TDY as soon as we got there, leaving me alone to unpack boxes and settle into our new home with our three littles. It was then that I received the phone call that would change everything.

My father had been in a tragic fishing accident. In an instant, the life I knew was upended. I fell to my knees, unable to find words, only tears. Yet, in that silence, I knew God heard my heart. My husband came home for this emergency, and we flew to my home state immediately, leaving an unpacked house and the looming shadow of an upcoming deployment.

My initial prayers were for a miracle, that my father had somehow survived. As time passed, that hope shifted. My prayer for a miraculous rescue became a plea for recovery and closure before my husband had to deploy. During that time, my family and I leaned entirely on the Lord for strength and peace. While I didn't get the answer I originally wanted, I saw God working.

People watching from the outside witnessed His faithfulness as our source of stability, and were ministered to in one way or another through this. In His perfect timing, I gave birth, my father's body was recovered, and we were able to lay him to rest, all before my husband's deployment.

Returning to North Carolina meant being alone again and facing this deployment with a newborn and three young children. I was grieving a profound loss while navigating the isolating rhythm of military life. But through the boxes and the heartache, I saw how God sustained me. He never left my side; He carried me through the exhaustion and grew my character in the fire.

Losing a loved one is never easy, and the sadness remains, but it is anchored by faith and hope in the One who is holding everything together.

I have peace knowing I will see my dad again in Heaven one day. Life as a military spouse, and life in general, is full of unpredictable "ups and downs," but God has always been there for me. He is the constant in the chaos, the one who carries us when we can no longer walk on our own, who sustained me in the past, in the present, and I know will also in the future.

I Am Her: God met me in the “see you laters.”My husband left for his first deployment when I was eight months pregnant. ...
05/28/2026

I Am Her: God met me in the “see you laters.”

My husband left for his first deployment when I was eight months pregnant. Fear didn’t just knock—it moved in. Every unknown crowded my mind, and I knew I would have to face it without him beside me. Those early days were heavy.

I remember sitting on the closet floor, holding onto one of his shirts I refused to wash, clinging to the last trace of his scent. I remember hiding behind the kitchen island, so my toddler wouldn’t see my tears. I remember sitting in my car in the garage, unable to walk inside because the house felt too empty without him.

That season stripped everything down to one truth: God was with me.

When I had no one else to lean on in those quiet, overwhelming moments, I learned to cling to Him. Not casually, but desperately. I began to trust Him more deeply—not just with the big picture, but with each passing hour. I relied on Him to carry me through the loneliness, the fear, and the weight of doing it all on my own. And something unexpected happened.

The closer I drew to God, the quieter my fears became.

They didn’t disappear overnight, but they lost their grip. God began to change the way I prayed—not just asking for strength, but seeking His presence. Not just asking for answers, but surrendering to His plan.

What started as survival became something sacred.

It was, in a surprising way, one of the sweetest seasons I’ve ever had with Him. After the deployment ended, my perspective shifted. Every “see you later” no longer felt like something to dread, but an invitation—an opportunity to draw near to my Savior in a way I might not have otherwise.

I began to recognize that even in the hard moments, God was creating space for intimacy with Him. In military life, there’s a saying that things tend to go wrong when your spouse is away. And while challenges did come, I started to see them differently. What once felt like proof of everything falling apart became reminders to cling tighter to God—to trust Him more fully.

Because in those moments of absence, I discovered something lasting: God never left.

"I don't know how you do it." I can't tell you how many times well-meaning friends or family members have said this phra...
05/27/2026

"I don't know how you do it." I can't tell you how many times well-meaning friends or family members have said this phrase to me. But I
don’t think any of us knew what we were signing up for. I followed the lead of my spouse, knowing there would be a cost, but never in a million years would I have envisioned:

Giving birth while my husband was on the other side of the world

Moving cross-country solo with a newborn and littles in tow.

Losing all of our earthly possessions during a PCS incident.
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While I can't say I've personally experienced the hardest of hard, some of the above have been the most challenging days along this journey of military chaplaincy - a path which God clearly called us to.

The truth is, as I reminisce on the past few years navigating the realities of military life, I am comforted by the parallels I see in the life of Christ and the presence of my Savior.

Jesus didn't have a place to call home; he was always on the move. (Matthew 8:20)

Jesus endured many trials yet continued to serve.

Jesus, knowing exactly the ultimate cost of his own life, continued to fulfill the Father's plan without hesitation. (Matthew 27, Mark 15, Luke 23, John 19)

So, while our world is turning upside down with the reality of so many unknowns, dear military wife, may you and I choose to rest in the comfort of the Savior. May every one of us come to the realization that no matter how we got here, God has placed you and I in this specific season to be used for His glory.

So the next time someone comments, "I don't know how you do it," we have the opportunity to share about the goodness of God, our faithful, loving, gracious Father who provides for our every need and comforts every longing heart.

"The difference is Christ in me, not me in a different set of circumstances.” - Amy Carmichael

I am Her.

I read a sign a while back that read, “I’m glad my plans never worked out.” When I look back on some of the hardest mome...
05/26/2026

I read a sign a while back that read, “I’m glad my plans never worked out.” When I look back on some of the hardest moments I can recall, the Lord was always right there beside me (Hebrews 13:5).

“The Lord was with me when…”

we lost our child.
my husband missed the birth of our oldest son.
there were seasons of deployment & separation(s).
we had to start over again.
I was lonely, broken, & hopeless.
dreams were put on hold.
we had no home.
we had no money.

It is in trials of fire where I will always have a decision to make. I can either worship in the storm and find my grounding in Christ through faith, or I can let the storm consume me.

Whatever I decide, it doesn’t just affect me and how I live, but my children as well.

I have learned that I cannot do this life without the help of Jehovah Jireh: the Lord who provides. There’s an old song that goes, “When the Earth all around me is sinking sand, on Christ that solid rock I stand… when I need a shelter, when I need a friend, I go to the rock.”

When I got to the end of myself, that is where God met me. I was in a trench full of darkness and despair. God was never afraid of my mess. He stepped into that trench with me and pulled me out. He gave me a reason to praise.

Praise serves as a powerful weapon to destroy the enemy of my soul. Obedience is better than sacrifice. I can’t control what things come my way, but doing life with the Lord is infinitely better than “trying” to do life on my own. I’m glad my plans never worked out because I was never truly on solid ground by myself.

Once I surrendered my heart to Jesus, He made something so beautiful out of my life. A true redemption story.

Military wife, I urge you, run to the Father. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.

It seems as if every Memorial Day carries more weight than the one before.Each year, the lives lost only increase.The na...
05/25/2026

It seems as if every Memorial Day carries more weight than the one before.

Each year, the lives lost only increase.

The names we will never forget swirl around in our minds and hearts.

Whether it be to su***de, a horrible accident, or even medical conditions that ravaged in their bodies after years of combat…the list of our family and friends that have gone too soon, grows.

Whether it be someone we were stationed with a very long time ago, or my husband’s own brother, the sting of death crushes us. Over and over and over again.

We sit and wonder why, how, and we come up empty each time.

And then there are those precious women I still remember holding as their husbands passed; my heart breaks all over for them again thinking of all the pain and loss they have endured. I know some of you reading this are her, and I’m so sorry! I don’t have words other than, I am so, so sorry. I wish it were not this way. I long for the day where there is no more pain and no more suffering.

However, in the midst of all the pain and heartbreak, the only hope I can cling to is the One who gave His life on a cross that defeated death once and for all for every single one of us. His name is Jesus. The King of the Universe, who humbled Himself all the way to be scorned, beaten, flogged, betrayed, and ultimately killed. For me and for you.

That’s the hope I hold on to, military wife. I cling to the hope that we will see our fallen heroes again. I cling to the hope that they had precious encounters with Jesus who paid it all for them before they took their last breath.

Because, when there’s nothing else that we can hold on to, we choose to hold on to hope here on the Homefront. Grief and hope can be held at the very same time.

As we remember today, as we weep today, as we mourn and grieve today; we can have hope in a day where there will be no more tears and no more sorrow.

Together, we can hold on tightly to the Words of Hope and truth below.

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; grief, crying, and pain will be no more, because the previous things have passed away.”
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭21‬:‭4‬ ‭CSB‬‬

God met me in 2010. My soon-to-be husband and I were living in a small apartment, barely making ends meet. One night, we...
05/22/2026

God met me in 2010. My soon-to-be husband and I were living in a small apartment, barely making ends meet. One night, we sat down and asked ourselves a hard question: What do we really want our future to look like? The answer was clear—we needed a change. That’s when the idea of joining the military came up.

Within weeks, we were meeting with recruiters. We chose the Army, and just before he left for training, we got married so we could stay together through whatever came next.

Life moved fast.

In a matter of two months, we went from engaged to married to saying goodbye as he left for Basic Training. Then came the news: his first duty station was South Korea. By God’s grace, I was able to go with him. But nothing could have prepared us for the culture shock, the isolation, and the pressure of being newly married in a foreign country without family or support.

Our first year was filled with distractions—weekend partying and choices that left us feeling empty. By our second year, we decided to refocus and start a family. When I got pregnant, it was anything but easy. I was constantly sick, in and out of the ER, and eventually placed on bed rest. After our son was born in 2013, the challenges only grew. Sleepless nights, stress, and isolation began to strain our marriage. Resentment and anger took root, and we seriously considered separating.

But in the middle of that brokenness, one thought wouldn’t leave me: I don’t want my son to grow up in a broken home as I did.

So I asked my husband to go to church with me. We didn’t care where—we just knew we needed God. After a few visits that didn’t feel right, we were invited to dinner by a couple from his work. That night, everything changed. As we shared our plans—plans that secretly included separating—they gently shared the gospel with us, walking through Scripture and answering our questions.

For the first time, we truly understood who Jesus is. That night, we both gave our lives to Him. Two weeks before we were going to walk away from our marriage, God met us right there—in a small apartment in South Korea, in our brokenness, in our searching.

And He changed everything!

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