It hit me like a bolt of lightening today... Safety is not really the best thing to wish for our offspring. I want my son to be safe. I don't want him in the middle east. I don't want him gone for a year. I don't want him to not see his infant daughter for a year, and be away from his wife... etc.
But then I thought - he could be "safe" in prison. He could be "safe" on his sofa collecting unemployment. He could be "safe" doing a million different things that wouldn't be the best thing for him.
I don't know what's best. I don't know the mind of God. I just know that I cannot impose my will on my life and the lives of those I love. I just don't know what is best, even though I think I do most of the time.
I can pray, and I can be as helpful as I can (without being overbearing) to my daughter-in-law and new precious grandbaby. That is a good use of my time and energy.