January 12

 Journal Entry:


January 12, 2025

Today brought a wonderful surprise—David Scott was able to FaceTime us for about 45 minutes. We haven’t received the scripted call yet, so this was an unexpected blessing. He’s still in reception due to weather delays  from the beginning of the week and the former president's funeral on Thursday, which has slowed things down significantly. He hasn’t had his haircut, shots, or other initial processing done yet, but that’s scheduled for tomorrow, followed by his transfer to basic training tomorrow evening.


Despite the circumstances, he was in good spirits. It’s been cold there, and he’s spent much of his time shivering, but hopefully, winter gear will be issued soon. Unfortunately, it seems that sickness is going around. He left home feeling sick, and now it’s hit him again. I’m praying for his healing and strength, especially since the vaccines tomorrow may add more strain to his body. He’ll need all the encouragement, prayers, and positive energy we can send to help him stay strong.


He mentioned going to church today, which was a nice change of pace. He also warned us that he won’t have much time to write back, and the base is currently sold out of stamps. I’ve joined Sandbox to make sure our letters reach him quickly. Additionally, we’re staying in touch with another soldier—a sweet girl David met at MEPS and befriended before leaving.


I’m incredibly proud of David Scott. His courage to step into this challenging path is something many of us wouldn’t dare attempt. I know he’s probably asking himself, “What did I get myself into?” right now, but I believe in his ability to push through. Things will get better. Knowing that there are about 2,000 others going through the same experience is a comfort—he’s not alone.


We’ll keep lifting him up in prayer and sending our love, encouragement, and positivity every step of the way.



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