My Marine Friend: Part 2

This morning, I got a text from my mom saying I had a letter waiting for me upstairs. Minutes before I was rolling around dreading getting out of bed, but as soon as I read that, I jumped (literally) up and ran upstairs.

Why, do you ask?

Well, you see. I have been waiting for this letter for a few months now.

It is from my Marine friend. You know, the one I met on the short plane ride from Salt Lake to Denver.

The letter is dated November 4th, so I know a lot has happened since then, but at the time of the letter he was doing well. He said he lost a few friends. :( Which is so sad and so hard. I can't even imagine.

At the end of the letter he said: "You'll be the one to save the world one day. :)"

When we were talking on the plane, I was telling him how hippie-esque I am, and about my obsession with Africa and how I am definitely a lover, not a fighter. And he goes, well, I guess we both have different ways to find peace. Different ways to save the world.

While I am still convinced that mine is the better way, this last line of his letter made me smile. :)

Keep Zac in your prayers and thoughts. I don't know if he really knows Jesus. So be praying for that. I am going to try and bring it up in my reply letter.

Also, his birthday is coming up in December (I just remember it is in December because I can't get on Facebook to double check). So pray for that for him. I know all these holidays away from home can't be easy.