Wednesday, July 13, 2016

LEO wives

Dear Law Enforcement Officer wives,

Its been a week since our reality made a significant leap into a much darker place. A line in the sand was crossed. How has your week been? I have thought of all of you. In the moments I have felt alone and felt that no one understands, I have remembered each of you. As friends have loved me well, I have prayed that you have had friends love you well. When I have cried alone in the car, I have thought that maybe you are too. As we have researched and decided to invest in more protective gear I have prayed that you might have the funds to do it too.

It is a noble calling to be a police officer and its a noble calling to be the wife of one. It is not easy. It takes a strong woman, and I pray that you believe that about yourself.

A sweet friend sent me some scriptures to dwell on as I find my hope in the Lord in the coming weeks and months:

Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

Isaiah 40:11
He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.

Hebrews 4:16
Let us then approach God's throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

We recently put this one by our door and it is my hope for my officer every time he leaves our house:
Judges 6:12
When the angel of the LORD appeared to Gideon, he said, "The LORD is with you, mighty warrior."

What a blessing it has been for me to have some good conversations with other police wives this past week. There is nothing better than feeling united in times of tragedy.

As you continue with business as usual this week, and supporting your officer in a MUCH needed career path. I want you to know you are not alone.


a mrs. trying to love my officer well.

Thursday, July 7, 2016

I married an officer...for the good the bad and the ugly

I, like most of you, have been heavy hearted today. Everyone has a different perspective as they read about the fact of the recent deaths in Baton Rouge. As I was sifting through all the noise I googled, "Facts of the Alton Sterling shooting". I use words differently than any regular person, because I married a police officer. I am sensitive to words like, "murder" because I have learned more about the justice system ( all of its flaws and all) than I ever dreamed I would.

My perspective is that of a police wife. I have three young children and my husband chose to GO BACK to this career after two years out of it. All lives do matter. This is a tragedy. Every day in America there is new tragedy. I grieve that my children have to grow up a way I do not recognize. I also grieved the day my husband decided to go back to police work. I cried like a baby. WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO DO THAT WORK? There is a shortage of officers in our part of the world. And I am sure, you can imagine why.

They are hated. Simply for wearing that uniform. I can not get on facebook these days without preparing my heart for comments that are so hurtful to make as a general statement against police officers.

My husband has given money away, bought meals, LOVED, and shared the gospel with many people who are homeless or "unloved". And he works with men who do ALL these things. Its incredible. The hearts many of them have despite all the hate towards them.

Do you know what I pray tonight? Lord, please do not discourage the good officers out there and make them quit. This is a mission field that needs good officers.

When you see good in officers, share it, encourage them, love them. What if all the good ones quit?

I am sad and heavy hearted for all sides to this story. I pray for true justice and I pray for our people to unify to better love oppressed and those who protect and serve.

Friday, January 15, 2016

What I wish I would have known as a young officer wife.

So we just went back to nights. Oh the dread I had. Oh the anxiety and stress. Oh the hate I always had.

But this time has been different. While there are SO many things different about it. The biggest thing I wish I would have known as a young officer wife is how incredibly ok it is to not be ok. To need encouragement and help and support. I didn't know how much I needed it then but now I see how the support of friends ushered me into a wonderful run at nights. It fueled me and gave me life.

Ladies- if you have friends who work shift work, are married to a shift worker or officer surprise them with something thoughtful. This life CAN be isolating but it doesn't have to be. My community of friends truly blew me away. Some meals, some surprises, help with kids, stop bys for girls time, etc. It just made me feel so loved and fueled to do this life! You know when you experience friends who make you want to be better friends? BE that for people. Its just the greatest gift to receive I tell you!

This is about to hang in our house as our new family mantra.

House of Belonging

 I am just obsessed with it. The whole idea of it is what lead us to police work this time around. Being foolishly courageous and taking daring risks. I am so thankful that the Lord is near and allowed me to hear him calling us back here. One day I will tell you the story. You really wont believe it.

I would tell my young self to believe this, and to believe in this job more. If you are a young wife hating the police life or shift life really. I have.been.there. It is SO hard. But hang tight. Its a noble and needed thing.

You want normal? Make a normal for you. Young police wife wanted normal so bad. I begged for normal and what is that? This time we are blazing new trails and make a normal for our family.

I would tell my young self to laugh more at all the stories officer had/has to tell. I was just so over them you know? But just as much as I want him to laugh at the 27th story of the twins doing something funny with poop, he wants me to laugh at his stories.

Simple things. But they make all the difference.

I married an officer. not a mr.