Because of threatening storms between here and our destination, it was decided by the Navy that we would not leave for a while. This happens to be the worst season for typhoons and rather than run into a bad storm it is better to stay here in the bay.
It was so hot in my ward room last night that I got very little sleep and almost no rest. I will be glad when we get underway for I think it will be cooler and I’ll be able to rest better. The food is really very very good. It is so much better than what we have been used to receiving in the Army; (Infantry. The Navy really provides good food for their personnel. The men on this ship have only been away from the States about two months and are really anxious to get back to the States. I spent about three hours reading more Henry the 8th this morning and then visited with the men. This afternoon I read more and after supper finished reading the book. It certainly uncovers the political and religious corruption of that time. Old King Henry was perverted from the sex stand point to say the least; in fact, now as then there was sin in high places masked and condoned because of favors sought or given. This afternoon I talked to more of the men and also had a good visit with Don.
Just before starting this letter I had my devotions for the day. And I find I’m so tired I could not get the most out of them. Dear, I know this isn’t such a good letter but I’m very tired and weary after the last couple of nights so I’m going to go to bed now and see if I can get a little sleep and rest tonight. God bless you my Dear now and forever.
We are one day closer to the day when we can be together again. I haven’t done much of interest today but I have thought of you many times and how much I love you. Letters cannot fully express to you what I feel deep within my heart. Only to be together and pray and talk as we did in days gone by can suffice when it comes to love for you, Darling.
It was certainly nice to sleep on sheets last night, but I woke up at least 10 or 12 times, as result I’m pretty weary tonight. I was also rather warm in my ward room.
After having my breakfast I had my devotions and then visited all the men in the various troop compartments aboard the ship. I like to get around and talk with the men. Don and I also visited for about three-quarters of an hour.
Just before noon we heard over the radio that President Truman had officially announced VJ Day as of Sunday, September 2nd. I suppose you received that word while at Lake Geneva and I’m sure all there must have felt thankful and grateful.
After eating dinner I saw a book in the ship’s library entitled, “ Henry the 8th”, by Francis Hackett. I thought I would glance through it and thus check up on some of, “ old Henry,” as Dr. Stiansen would say. I found it very interesting and well-written, the author doesn’t pull his punches concerning the corrupt ruling families and how they operated in connection with the equally Holy See in Rome. I have just about read half of it. For about an hour and a half this afternoon I visited with the men. The wind is still blowing hard and we will probably have some stormy weather.
Well, Beloved, I’m going to close for now and try to get a better night’s sleep. God bless you, Dear. More later.
I had hoped to have another letter from you today, but there wasn’t any letters from you. Your next letters will probably reach me in Korea. Today has been Sunday but it has never seemed like it even though I was able to have one service this morning. There were a few over 50 in attendance which was good considering how much all of us had to do. As soon as my service was over I got everything ready for a trip to the beach. It was a long dusty trip in the long truck convoy. We loaded on LSMs and came out to our ships to load. During the night the wind came up and blew hard all day. It was rather difficult loading and climbing up the cargo nets, the swells were very large. And then to top it off it rained and got us all good and wet. It’s pretty nice to get back onto a ship again after all the dirt, mud and lack of food like they have here in the Navy. As I sit here and look at that nice bed and sheets I’m anxious to go to bed and really sleep. Last night Old Mother Earth was rather hard at times, but the worst was the wind and dust. The rats, snakes and centipedes did not bother for which I was most thankful.
I got up early this morning and wrote a letter to Connie and Mae and helped with some other things in preparation for our move. I attended Paul’s service, and then during the Catholic chaplain’s mass I went over my message once more. My scripture this morning was taken from Jeremiah 9:23 and 24. They really are challenging and inspiring verses, don’t you think? I developed my message along the line that Jesus Christ is God’s Ambassador came into the world to free us from bondage and shackles of sin and death. Just as we are going to liberate the Koreans from Japanese domination. And in order for it to work properly, the Koreans must recognize our greater power and be willing and ready to accept and then eventually receive their independence. I used the idea that for years they have sought to free themselves of Japanese domination but it took greater power such as ours and the United Nations. Just so, humanity needs to realize he cannot liberate himself by education or lifting himself by his bootstraps. Only the power of Christ and the Godhead bodily can liberate us from the power and pull of the world, the flesh and the devil over all men. I used such an idea because of the mission we are being sent upon now. It pertained to something upon all men’s minds now as we move out for Korea. Many seemed to think it was okay. I bid a lot of our men goodbye I’m surely going to miss some of them. This is a good ship, I wish I were on her headed for the good old USA. Well Beloved, I won’t have this nice bed too long so I’m going to take advantage of it now. God bless you my Lover in all things. Be sure to give the folks my love.
Yours alone in Christ’s love,
P.S. Enclosed find some more pictures of Okinawa taken from Yank Magazine. I didn’t have a pair of scissors so I had to tear them out the best I could.
Again this evening I was made happy with the arrival of your precious letters for August 20th and 21st. I could tell from what you said in your letters that you and the Vogels were having a grand time. I also gleaned the same from Paul’s good letter. I’m so sorry they are not staying out at the cottage longer. It would have been so good for them to spend a whole day, I mean week out there. Yes, I do hope it won’t be too much longer before we can all four be together for one of our good discussions. I love them all so very much and as you say those boys are dears. If God so wills I hope we can have three children also. Dear, I know you will be a fine devoted Christian mother. Besides your letters, I got Paul’s good letter as mentioned above and a letter from Bill Getz, Jack and Bertha and several more letters in the answer to my letters of condolence.
This has been one of those days when you do a little bit of everything and when you come to nightfall you try as hard as possible to see what has been accomplished and all added together it seems to be very little. When I had a little time I wrote a letter to the following: my father, Holly’s and Joan Cable. This evening we had a most beautiful sunset and I know you would have enjoyed it; but my Dear, without you even the best cannot be half enjoyed. So many times I told you and again I’ll tell you, “You have brought more sunshine and pure joy into my heart and life than you will ever know.” This morning our Commanding General talked to us and informed us about what we might expect on landing in Korea. If censorship permits I’ll try to write more interesting letters when we arrive up there.
Dear, I’m sorry you didn’t receive mail for a few days after I wrote the one evening that I was tired and didn’t feel so good. Please my Dear, don’t worry, if I ever feel very badly I’ll be sure to tell you. My little sweetheart is something like dear little mom. You’re sweet and I love you for it, but Lover, remember I have determined to always do my best of Christ and you and that means so much more for we are together always one because of the oneness we now have in Christ.
Tonight mother earth will be our interspring mattress and God’s diamond-studded heavens will be our canopy. And I have one good Army blanket. Hope the centipedes, rats and snakes don’t decide they want to go a-hunting or on an escorted tour. Perhaps tomorrow night it will be sheets and racked to sleep by the gentle swells of the earth’s greatest ocean.
Today being August 31st in Chicago I suppose you left the Dunes and returned to Chicago to be ready for your trip to Lake Geneva for the retreat. Here’s hoping you have a blessed time and a fine inspirational program which will challenge the youth to really go to work for Christ. Maybe next year we will be together for such a service, what a joy that would be.
Well Dearest, it is late and I’m tired and must rest some tonight so I’ll say good night till daybreak of the day when we are together again. God bless you Dear in all things.
Yours and none others forever in Christ’s perfecting love,
P.S. Enclosed find letters from the following: Carl Anderson, Holly’s, Joan Cable and Louise Davis. Sweetheart, I love you more than ever. Also Connie and Mae.
Your grand letter of August 19th reached me today and I was so very thankful to hear. I never tired of reading your letters because you are so very precious to me in every way. As a man a way out here, cut off from all those you love the most, it means more than words can ever tell to have a wife who is as true and as devoted as you are. And above all you are seeking to live closer and closer to Christ. There are times when my heart is gripped in loneliness for you but your steadfastness carries me along, and each day I count as one day closer to that blessed day when we can be together doing all that is before us, not alone, but together. That hope helps me along and each day I find myself more in love with you. Even though we are separated by thousands of miles and a mighty ocean, mighty mountain peaks and months fast adding up to years; your lovely spirit and love for Jesus Christ speaks to my heart in the quiet of the night and in the dusty heat of noonday. Not once during this campaign did I lose that sense of Christ’s nearness and your enduring unending love. Not the scream of artillery shells, the sickening muffled burst of mortar shells, the whine of falling bombs, the quick whistle of the rockets, the deep throated chatter of the heavy machine gun, the strong powerful report of the foot soldiers trusty garand; not even enemy infiltration during the night hours while huddled in a foxhole partially filled with water –none of those things ever once interfered with the love and the prayer you sent across those lonely miles via God’s throne of grace. Many times our communications were destroyed or damaged by the enemy, but never once did your communications to me fail because you hadn’t transmitted them to our Lord on the other end. Dear, for that reason and thousands more, I am thankful for the privilege of being one with you in Christ Jesus our Lord.
I only wish there were some wonderful way to let you know just how much sunshine and joy you have brought into my life. Each days’ passing only makes me realize more than ever how wonderfully our Lord has blessed me in you, Dear. I never cease to thank Him for November 1st, 1940. We have spent so much of our married life apart and I’m praying and asking God that from the time I get back we will never have to be apart again this way. If that is selfish I’m sorry, but Dear, I don’t think we hurt by praying that way, do you? I know if it were not for you it wouldn’t be so hard, but this experience has made me realize more than ever how much Christ must have felt when He was separated from Our Heavenly Father. I just pray and hope that I can be partially as helpful to you in our work together as you are to me, Dear. I’ve said it before but again I say thank you for being such a wonderful Christian wife.
This has been a long tiresome day and I’m very tired, I’m going to go to bed as soon as I finish this letter to you. Before starting this letter to you I wrote to Carl Anderson and to Louise Davis. By the way, before I forget, I got a very nice letter from Joan Cable. I’ll send it on to you as soon as possible.
I also received a nice box of canned food and a box of fudge and cookies from the Galilean class. Dear, I cannot get over how good they are to me. I only know three of them (and I only met them on two Sundays just before coming overseas), nevertheless they treat me like one of their own. You know the nice letters Betty Weiskopf has written from time to time.
By the way Beloved, we can now tell you that we are going to occupy Korea, that is a portion of Korea. I’ll tell you more about it later. I’m not sure but I think I’ll be able to write to you about our voyage which will be shorter than any others I’ve been on. Well Beloved, I’m going to say goodnight for now. God bless you in all things.
This evening I was pleasantly surprised with the arrival of two more of your letters, they were for August 17th and 18th. The postmark was August 20th Chesterton, Indiana 11:30 AM. They must have held these letters for a couple of days at Johnson’s store. That wasn’t bad time for them considering how air travel has been tied up for the move into Japan. You will never know how glad I was to see those letters, for I know it will be quite a few days without mail in the offing. I also got another fine letter from Arthur Mitchell. I’ll send it to you so you can read it after I answer it.
We spent most of the morning preparing our chaplain’s supplies and equipment for shipment. Right after dinner they left here. And then almost the entire afternoon was spent cleaning up the chaplain’s area in the place where our Chapel used to be. About 4:30 I studied until a little after 5 when your good letter arrived here. After eating I came down to this tent and studied a little more for my message. I spoke this evening on Nehemiah using the fourth chapter. I used the idea of the breeches in the walls and burned gates as an illustration of the home front spiritually; and that we are not return to spiritual and moral isolation, but catch step with Christ in the mighty tasks before us or we will find the Sanballat’s and Tobiah’s of sin, frustration, despair and war and its miseries pouring through the breeches we did not repair and build on our moral spiritual home front. Some are leaving very shortly for home so I wanted to let them know the inspiration Nehemiah affords for our day. There were only 21 in attendance but that was good considering the fact that there is so much to do now.
By the way, I sent two more things home to you today. One was an envelope of some good pictures I took out of Cornet. I like especially those of the children. I also mailed home to you a copy of the orders on which I was awarded the Bronze Star for Heroic achievement. I thought you would like to have a copy for yourself. I got an extra one so you can have it. I hope it gets through to you all right. Be sure to let me know when you receive the pictures and the citation orders.
For about the last hour it has really been coming down. It seems like it always has to rain when we have to move. Mud is the Infantry soldiers constant companion it seems; especially in combat or on the move.
In your letter you said why don’t I tell you more since censorship regulations are lifted. For us they are not and probably won’t be for some time. We will just have to wait till I’m home and then we can really talk things over. Letters cannot tell all or express all even at best.
Dear, the new brown dress you are making sounds very nice. When you get a little time, send me a drawing of it. (I love your little drawings, they mean so much to me). Do you plan on wearing it this fall, Dear?
On the 18th it sounds like you were on a real shopping tour in Valparaiso and Chesterton. I don’t blame you for not wanting to pay Johnson’s such outrageous prices. I do hope the Vogels had a good time while out to the cottage.
Lover, it is getting late and I’m tired so I’ll say goodnight. God bless you my Dear in all things.
Yours alone forever because we are
one in Christ,
Colossians 3: 3
P.S. I surely liked the picture of the folks and you, and also the one of you and the Normans. For some reason or other the pictures seem fuzzy; I love them just the same.
This has been a long tiresome day and all I have done it seems very little of real value was accomplished. I only received two letters today; one from my grandmother and the other from the wife of one of our men lost on this operation.
Well, most everything is ready now. I hope the next move I make will be back in the direction of home and you, Dear.
It isn’t very easy to try and write a letter when you cannot tell what you’ve done; I’m certainly getting sick and tired of censorship regulations. We are not allowed to say things because we would be divulging military information and then we listen to the latest news flashes from San Francisco and they go into great detail to tell about such and such an outfit and what it has done and will do.
Oh well! Someday perhaps we’ll be able to write letters without having someone else reading them, and better yet, if God so wills we will be together in the work we enjoy the most and be able to have our time for devotions, prayer and good long talks like we used to have.
I was so hoping there would be some mail from you because mail will probably be quite uncertain now for quite a while and I’m sure your mail will take longer to reach me now. Mail will be scarce for a while anyhow.
We have a nice cool breeze this evening and I’m sure it will be good for sleeping.
Dear, your descriptions of just sitting out there looking at Lake Michigan, going down into the Sugar Bowl makes me so lonesome to be with you, and then of course it brings to my mind a lot of memories. Remember some of the good times we had together Dear just talking, planning and looking into the future? This time apart has been very long and hard, Dear. And I do pray to God that we will never have to be separated very long again on this side of Eternity. Darling, I don’t mean that to be selfish in our life service for Christ; but I’m longing more for you than this heart of mine can express in words.
By the way, I sent a box of things home to you today. It was some extra things I didn’t want to carry along. There is one shirt that a rat got into and really ruined the collar but I sent it home because I can probably use it when I work in our garden or when we go on a vacation together. Also you will find in the box my ax-knife combination which I do not want to carry anymore. I sent home my old field jacket which I wore through this campaign. It is very dirty and we are not supposed to wear that type now. It isn’t too good but if I don’t use it, perhaps you can make something out of it. You will also find enclosed a good pair of civilian made combat or mountain climbing boots. An officer who went home some time ago on the point system only had them for a short while and was going to burn them, I saw him and asked for them, they are just a little large for me but I hated to see them destroyed. Ask the Chief to try them on and if they fit, he is entirely welcome to have them if he would like to have them. When you see them you will note they were hardly ever used. More things go to waste than you can imagine. I also enclosed a few books and pamphlets. Sweetheart, it is rather late and I’m tired so I’ll close for tonight. God bless you Dear in all things.
There was mail this evening but I was certainly disappointed when I found that none of the letters were from you. I love your letters Dear and they help me more than you fully realize I know. As I have said so many times before, it always makes for a brighter day when I receive letters from my Darling Wife. The letters I received this evening were from the following people: Ollie’s, Karl Anderson, Dr. Bratcher, Dr. Zwayer and several more letters from loved ones of those lost in this operation. Some of the letters I receive are very lovely. And then there was some other official mail.
This has been a long uneventful day, but I have been on the go since very early this morning. Very early I went around to all the companies and picked up the mail for men in the hospitals and called on them. I know how much mail means, so whenever I make a trip to the hospital I always take the men’s mail along. I want to go today because this will be the last time I will see some of the men, some I will probably see later but not all of them. Don, the driver and another soldier and I left here around 9 and didn’t get back till around 3:30 this afternoon. I saw Alrik in one of the hospitals (not the one he is assigned to). He had had his big toenails scraped and removed yesterday. He will be there in that hospital for two or three more days and then return to his own hospital unit. He said he was pretty miserable yesterday but he was feeling much better today. The reason I looked him up especially is because the last time I saw him he wanted a Japanese rifle, so I got one for him with a bayonet. It was just exactly like those I sent home to you and the Chief.
While calling at the Betty Jane Rothenburg Hospital after seeing my men, I asked for her and found that she is on nights now and was asleep so I told them not to wake her that I’ll see her in Chicago or North Shore sometime. We will be quite a long way apart now.
After returning this afternoon I read for a while and then went up to my tent to clean up for the evening meal. After the evening meal I returned to our chaplain’s tent and then read until time for Chaplain Well’s Bible class. After that was over I came to the tent andstarted to line things up to write some letters when in came a soldier to see me and talk for a while, a quite a bit of time has slipped by before he left. So before writing this letter to you I wrote a letter to Paul and Gen. I will send it along to you so you can read it my Dear. I mentioned it to them about speaking to you if they really were interested in buying a car to help them in their work.
Dear, I think that was very nice of you to write to Lauretis Foiles, she is so nice and I know your letter must have been a real source of encouragement to her. I’m glad you are reading the book, “The Apostle,” while you are out at the Dunes. Sholem Asch has accepted Christ as the Messiah, where did you get the idea he wasn’t a Christian? I don’t know how a man could write such a good work and not be a Christian.
Sweetheart, it is rather late and I don’t feel too good after the two shots I had early this morning. I ache all over and both my arms are sore and I have rather dull headache. Good night my Love and remember tonight finds me loving you more than ever before. Be sure to give the folks my deepest love.
This evening I was pleasantly surprised with the arrival of your letters for August 14th, 15th and 16th. Those letters were so good after having gone for a few days without letters from you. I have finished reading them again and they are so good. They were the letters that you wrote right after hearing the news that Japan had officially surrendered. I know just how you felt, but over here we can tell very very little difference, for Army life goes on just the same. These people who celebrate the coming of peace with pickling themselves and alcohol are the ones who will do the least in really establishing and maintaining the peace which we have fought to have. They will be the big flag wavers, but will do very little in a constructive sort of way. In your letter of the 16th you enclosed the colored picture. I like it very much, I only wish it were clearer. I’m sorry more of the pictures didn’t turn out. I was expecting them for quite some time and was disappointed to find out that there will not be any more of them.
I spent the entire morning rounding things up and just before dinner I took enough time to write a short note to Captain Wilkinson. I won’t have much time now for a while so I wanted to get a letter off to him. Immediately following the dinner hour the three chaplains of us in this regiment left for a very important meeting of all the chaplains. That took the entire afternoon, we didn’t arrive back here until time for the evening meal. When I arrived here I found those wonderful letters of yours. I got several other letters besides yours, they were from Dr. Bratcher, Dolores, Paul Vogel, Dr. Koller (a letter to all Northern chaplains), and some replies to letters of condolence which I sent out to the loved ones of men lost on this operation.
In all your letters which I received today you were wondering when I thought I might come home. Well Dear, that is a question which is almost impossible to answer. When I have some kind of an idea I will be sure to let you know. The Army is most unpredictable and anything could happen. You said to let you know, for it may have something to do with your decision in what you will take at Northern. However, as I see things now, I think it would be wise for you to get as much of your thesis out of the way as possible this first quarter, and then the second quarter you can take a few things you might like to have and then not have to be so crowded, and then if I should get home during the second quarter it won’t be so bad. As things look now, don’t count on seeing me until late next spring sometime and if I should get home sooner so much the better, and then you won’t have to be concerned with the problem of a thesis.
The letter from Paul was very good and just like him. I hope they had a good time when they were out at the cottage. Paul said in his letter that he would like to get a hold of a car, in fact, he was thinking very seriously about it. I’ll answer the letter right away and send it on to you to read for that will be better. If they are going to get a car I know Bo Hebling at Lexington would really give them a break as he did us when we got Little Paul I. Be sure to tell them about it and I could tell Jack and I know the two of them together could probably be on the watch for a good car for them. Bo is a good mechanic and if he says a car is good you can depend on it. He has always been so good to me, that is why I want to buy our new car from him. You remember how good he was to us when we bought the Frigidaire and the washing machine. When you see Paul and Gen, tell them about it and if they are really interested you can write and tell Jack what type of car they are interested in. Paul and Gen, being Christians and friends of ours, I know he will give them a break as far as price and quality are concerned.
I’m sure you know by now from General McArthur’s release in Manila this morning where we are going to be. Eventually, I suppose I will be able to tell you but not until we arrive there, even though you already know. We are still under censorship regulations. The newspapers feed the people a lot of things that does not necessarily apply to the Army as a whole.
Darling, your description of the sunset on August 6th was very very good and I’m sure it must have been beautiful. I wish I could have been out there on the hill with you watching it. I also enjoyed hearing about the opportunities you had to go in swimming. I would certainly like to go in swimming, but as things are I don’t have the time, and the place where they swim is too far away from here. Perhaps if the Lord so wills we will be able to go swimming together up there next summer; I certainly hope so, I often think of all the fun you and I used to have up their swimming together.
Dear, you need not worry about “Skat,” we had it here in the Army before you folks knew about it. It is okay I guess, but as for me, they can have it, these insects out here seem to feed on it, so don’t worry about sending me a bottle of it. It goes to waste out here.
That was some experience little Mom had at the store trying to buy a stalk of celery. I can just see her and the sales girl selling it to her.
Well Darling, it is late and these bugs are terrible so I will close for tonight. God bless you Beloved in all things. I love you so much more than ever I have before.
It is certainly hot here this evening, the air is filled with humidity so I imagine we will probably have a storm during the night. You have probably been hearing about the storms in this area over the radio. And I suppose the radios have been carrying the announcements of the delay of the occupation troops on the Japanese mainland. I was certainly disappointed this evening when there wasn’t any mail. I had so hoped that there will be at least one letter from you. But no mail came in at all. The days always seem so very long when there isn’t any mail from you, Dear. No matter how much there is to do I still like to have your letters, they still help out a whole lot.
I got up early this morning and had an early breakfast so I could come down here to our chaplain’s tent and be alone for a while. Last night I put in another one of those nights that becomes always necessary after the officers indulge in intoxicating liquors. I’m telling you, it is about all I can do to keep from telling them off. Our mess hall where they had their party last night was worse than a hog pen this morning. What fools men will make of themselves over stuff that forces their body and mind into senselessness. Pardon me, so much for that; we really had a beautiful sunrise this morning. The view out on the water was really something to behold. The large thunderheads seemed to rise right out of the ocean and then were reflected back up on the mirror surface of the calm Pacific.
I attended Paul’s service and then went over my sermon again while the Catholic chaplain had his mass. Again the chapel was overcrowded with men for my service. I spoke on one word “POWER”, I used as my scripture Mark 4: 35-41. In a day when we hear talk of mechanical power, military power, political power, atomic power, it behooves us to investigate even a greater power; the power of the Spirit. Christ manifested power in quelling the tempest. When we have a lot of things attracting our attention like war, suffering, famine and plague; men cry out, why doesn’t God do something? And then when war is past and apparently there isn’t famine, plague or suffering, we, like the disciples, sleep when Christ had admonished them to “stay awake last we fall into temptation.” Now is the time for us to be awake and work tirelessly to establish peace, justice, righteousness and mercy to the far ends of the Earth in and through the power promised us by Christ through the Holy Spirit. I concluded with the idea that the atomic power, which so many now fear, is nothing compared to the power in Christ Jesus. Christ has told that faith even of a mustard seed in size can remove a mountain. And the question Christ asked them after the storm was this, “Still don’t you have faith?” And that is the same question He is asking us now that war has been declared passed the hostility stage.
Immediately following dinner, Don and I left here to hold another service for an isolated unit. That took about 2 hours and a half by the time we had driven out there and back. I used the same message that I had in the morning. There were 34 men in attendance which was very good considering everything. After we got back here, I went up to my tent and washed out some more clothes. That took almost an hour, then I cleaned up for the evening meal.
After eating, I came back down here and prepared the order of service for the evening service. This evening I spoke on one word, “RESERVATION.” My scripture was I Peter 1:1-9. I developed the message along the line that we make all kinds of reservations throughout life; but what about the spiritual reservation with the living Christ. I also used along with this the idea the words of Christ in John 14:1-3. Some men came to my office afterward to make a few kind remarks. To Christ be the honor and the glory. They were 67 in attendance.
I’m glad that you went to church on August 5th. And from what you said in the letter, it must be a very nice little church. I was glad to know that the Chief was so willing to go. I hope Dr. Wilson improves along the spiritual line and thus encourages the Chief even more.
Darling, I think that was very thoughtful of you to encourage the superintendent who gave such a good talk at the church service that morning. That is one prominent weakness, we in the Lord’s work are so prone to forget to encourage those who do have a zeal for the Lord in their particular field of work.
I think it is a good idea for you to try and read Mrs. Montgomery’s translation of the New Testament through while out at the cottage. And I agree with you about the idea of trying to give Jeanne and Kay a copy for Christmas perhaps. It will help them understand the Bible better. I have also found Goodspeed’s translation very helpful also. Have you ever read any of it? Didn’t we give the Chief a copy of Goodspeed’s Bible?
Beloved, the bugs of all kinds around here are almost unbearable. I’m going to close for tonight. God bless you my Dear in all things, it is so wonderful to be just yours forever in the love of Christ Jesus.