July 28, 1945

Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands

28 July 1945

Dearest Darling Sweetheart:

This evening just before supper I had the joy of receiving your letter of July 19th. It was the day you finished work at NSBC. I was surprised to hear about the boat trip across the lake the next day. I do hope it wasn’t too rough and I do hope that you had a good time. I can just imagine how dear little mom would worry if she knew you were going on at the trip across the lake. I also received another nice letter from Roy String and another letter of inquiry concerning a loved one who was seriously wounded.

Willis in front of the chapel on Okinawa.

Early this morning, Paul and I left here to pick out the place where we are planning on having our baptismal service tomorrow afternoon if the weather permits. We then stopped by and visited the chaplains of the artillery for a while. Then we proceeded to the Engineers to check up on some things over there. I got to see some of the men over there, it was good to see them and visit with them for a while. They want me to come over and have dinner with them soon, so if possible I think I will go over and have dinner with them someday.

After returning here to our headquarters I finished up my sermon for tomorrow morning and went over it a couple times before dinner. After having my dinner I went back down to our Chaplain’s tent and worked for about two hours on my message for tomorrow evening. I’ll tell you about them in tomorrow’s letter. I still had some time so I dropped a v-mail letter to Carlos Turner and his wife (my assistant at Long Beach), Raymond Cox, my assistant down on Christmas Island. And then before starting this letter to you I wrote a letter to Arthur Mitchell. I will send all those letters on to you so you can read them.

I wanted to get this letter started earlier but just as I was in the midst of the letter that I was writing to Arthur Mitchell, a soldier came in to see me about some problems back home. It took some time to take care of that, and as a result, it is getting late. By the way, it rained off and on today. But so far I cannot complain about the weather here on this island. It is always cool enough to sleep very well at night, and of course that means a whole lot after having been busy throughout the day.

According to your last letter of the fifth, you certainly got up early in order to get into Chicago and NSBC on time for Bible school. I just see my little Sweetheart dashing around. Dear, I love you more each and every passing day. Thank you for being such a good wife.

I was surely sorry to hear that you were unable to talk to Edna Jenkins. She is such a fine woman and I would like to see all of them again. And I was also sorry to know that you didn’t get to see the Allens personally. It’s too bad you couldn’t have had them out to the house. I will be so glad to see them and have another one of our good visits.

Darling, I guess the statement I made it about things affecting me was not clear. In no sense of the word did I mean that it had changed my feelings about all humanity. I mean it when I say I love all people regardless of color of skin or background. I desire for them to know the joy of salvation which we have found in Christ. What I mean was this fact, after having seeing people maimed, burned and suffering, both young and old, you would have to have a heart of stone not to hurt on the inside. On several occasions I really told some soldiers off the way they handled the poor helpless wounded people. I don’t believe in taking chances, but I certainly don’t believe we have to act like brutes and be as profane as some men are. I cannot go into detail now, but if possible, someday I will tell you more, and besides, it is much easier to talk about things than to try and write them in a letter. I was sorry to hear what Lourie told you about the young man from NSBC. And that young man is just one of many that feels that way. What our men do is called gallantry, glorious, daring and courageous, but if the enemy does it, we define it as seeking, wicked, sly and barbarous. As I’ve said before, war is illogical and as a result it is entirely impossible for human minds to judge. In spite of all I have seen, I have within my heart a deep love for our enemy and I do pray and hope that in years to come there will be many who will carry them the word of our Lord. If God so wills, I hope that you and I together in Christ will be able to lead many youth to full-time service for Christ. What is the soldier’s name and what is his address?

Darling, it is late and I am very tired so good night and God bless you richly in all things, my Dear.

Forever yours alone in the

Love our Lord Jesus Christ,


Colossians 3:3

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