The temperature reads over 125 degrees Fahrenheit, in the shade. Our troops are dress in combat uniforms, body armor and equipment that weights over 100 pounds.

My husband's son, which we both are so proud of.

My husband's son, 3rd generation military during wartime.

Exhausted with no relief.

Our troops sleep when and where they can without the luxury of even a pillow.

How he gets to work.

As if the heat was not enough, sandstorm during the day.

Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. 
Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need.
Bring them home safely to their families. Bless and protect the families of those who made the supreme sacrifice.
Amen.