1 June 1946
Sarah, My Beloved Darling:
It was surely a surprise and wonderful to have your good letter of May 21st. I really didn’t expect any mail today, but your fine letters are always received with open arms. Besides your letter, I got a very nice letter from Chaplain Schreyer and one from Jeanne. The one I got from Jeanne was the sweetest thing you could imagine. She wrote to thank me for the scarf which I sent to her as a present from us. The scarf which I sent Jeanne from us is just exactly like the one which I sent to you to give to Mary Lou Bock. This has really been some day. It started to rain last night around 11 o’clock and has been raining continually since that time. Right now it is really pouring down. My old raincoat fits me like a Ringling tent so I will keep dry except for my feet as I wade over to my house to go to bed.
There were a number of interruptions this morning and that took a lot of time, but I did manage to do some more work for my sermon for tomorrow morning and I also got around to some of the wards to visit with some of men. Following the dinner hour, I came up here to my office but I wasn’t able to do anything for myself until after 3:3, for there was a constant stream of men in here to see me about various things. By the way, I did fail to mention the fact that I did manage to prepare my monthly report in by noon and start it on its way to the Chief of Chaplains through the long Army channels.
Following the evening meal, I came up here to my office but they were three men in here to see me. I finally decided to write Earl Minor a letter and I finished his letter before starting this one to you. I very briefly told him about some of the things which have happened around here lately and I’m sure that will help him to understand just why I haven’t been able to write to him. By the way, I just happened to think that I forgot to tell you but I wrote my father a letter last evening and also enclosed a Memorial Day bulletin for him to see.
By the way, in today’s letter you were telling me about the proposed plan which Ray has told you for the coming retreat this Labor Day. It all sounds very good to me and I am fully in accord with all he told you at the meeting. In that we are going to be there for the Buena meeting and in that I am only to speak for them once, I wish you would inform Ray that I am willing and ready to do anything I can possibly to help with the success of the retreat in drawing those young people near to the Lord. Such a meeting is a great privilege and an opportunity to lay plans of conquest for Christ in the coming year at North Shore. If those wonderful young people with all of the privileges and opportunities they have could only see some of the things over here they would certainly cry out from the depths of their soul, “Here am I, Lord send me.” I probably won’t be able to fit into their plans anywhere, but I just wanted them to know that I’m willing if I can help.
You should hear it rain now, it sounds like someone pouring water out of a bucket. The Korean farmers are very grateful for this rain I know for they can work their patties much better and plant the rest of the rice. I know you would like to see them plant the rice. I’ve taken several pictures with my camera and I think it will help to give you an idea how they do it.
It seems to me there is something else I want is you tell you this evening but for the life of me I cannot figure out what it is. Well, maybe later it will come to me, that is before I finish writing this letter.
Darling, I don’t blame you for being put out about going all the way out to the Seminary and finding out they’re not going to have the senior picnic anyhow. You would think they would have done a better job of planning, but I know I’ve seen such things happen before.
I was interested in mom’s comments about the women’s group and their meetings. It is unfortunate that they are not out-and-out to do things for others. It is truly a certainty that when people lose a vision for service for Christ they literally perish spiritually and in the joy which the servant of the Lord is to have.
Well Beloved, I’m going to call this letter short tonight and try to obtain a good night’s rest for tomorrow and its privileges and responsibilities.
Yours alone forever in Christ’s love,