We got a letter from Zac. Yay! That was a week ago Saturday. To greatly summarize, he said he had made a huge mistake.
We prayed for him a lot. For me, almost all day every day. He had training instructors who were out to get him. He couldn’t do any of his assigned tasks. The food was – is – lousy. The second letter talked about how he couldn’t see himself fitting into the military machinery, but his flight’s (like an army platoon) esprit de corps was wonderful. We kept on praying.
But then…yesterday. We received 3 letters in the mail. Each was more positive than the last. From October 27: “I think it’s finally coming together”.
“You’d think 46 guys in a room would be a madhouse – it’s not even that bad!”
Introvert, where art thou?
“We do what we’re told better than the other flights”. Translation: less supervision! Also, no infighting in their group, unlike the other flights.
Then October 28:
“BMT (basic military training) really ain’t that bad… ” This, despite 26-minute sessions of running 3 days a week. Who IS this??
“I get a 15-minute phone call next week. It’s my guiding star.”
Then October 29-30:
“Tell John Doe thanks for the letter” (name omitted to protect the awesome).
“Entry controller duty is trash…my shift tonight is 4:00-6:00 a.m., up in the wee hours protecting a dorm in the middle of an incredibly well-guarded air base.”
He mentioned a Facebook page, which I will investigate. Finally! Good news. He is finding his people and this week he has career counseling.
“I *might* be able to come home for Christmas…”
Thanks be to God.
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. – Philippians 4:6-7