Like you, I grew up in the church. Three divorces and some very hard times when I felt abandoned took its toll on my faith. Facing death at the hands of my third ex-husband brought me back somewhat to my faith. For 8 months I wondered why I was alive. I should have died in that room. Somehow I knew that God had something important for me to do, I just had to figure out what it was.

Then I got the letter from my Army friend in Iraq and I got my answer. Instead of letting the horror in the news, my family and my friends fear for my life overwhelm me, I trusted in this voice I kept hearing in my head this voice that told me that I didn't walk out of that room in Utah to be killed in Iraq.

Only those that have heard that voice telling you that you have something important to do, I don't have to explain how great it feels to trust and follow that voice. To others, I am not sure that I could put it into words that would really capture that feeling of peace you get, but Marcus, I know now that you are feeling it and ain't it great?!

Many people can't understand when I say that, besides supporting the troops, I went to Iraq to find myself. Thing is, I found more than just myself while I was in Iraq, I found my faith, I came closer to God, and I have a feeling that nothing else could have given me because I followed what I felt God wanted me to do.

I is truly a great and satisfying feeling.