9 March 1945
Sarah, My Darling:
Well, one more day of my detached service is passed. Tomorrow is the last day and early Sunday morning we are supposed to fly back to Oahu. Dear, I certainly miss your letters. I will be glad when we get back for there should be some letters waiting for us. Your letters mean more to me than you will ever know. I brought all of your old letters with me and have been reading them again. I got up early this morning and started the fire in the fireplace. As soon as Captain Wilson and I shaved we had our breakfast. Major Ender decided to sleep until later. Captain Wilson and I played three games of ping-pong.
We came back to our quarters and decided to rent three bikes and take a trip around the crater. All together we traveled about 20 miles. We got to see some beautiful plant life. And the different craters and lava tubes were very interesting. It took us a little over 3 1/2 hours hours to make the trip. It rained a couple of times and as a result we were pretty well soaked. As soon as we returned here we ate our dinner. After dinner, Captain Wilson and Major Ender played some ping-pong. In the meantime, I came over to our quarters and wrote a letter to my father. Later we played some horse shoe. And then we went to the library here at the camp. I looked at several of the latest magazines. After that, I came back to our quarters and answered two other letters from soldiers at my old assignment. By that time our evening meal was ready. So we had our dinner which was brown gravy, mashed potatoes, peas, turkey, cranberry sauce, vegetable salad, milk and raisin pie. It was very good.
They wanted me to go to the movie with them. I wasn’t too much interested. However, finally I went with them. The title of the picture was, ”The Master Race.” It was propaganda as far as I’m concerned. Of course, there were things in it which are undoubtedly true. But it behooves us as a free people to seek absolute truth. When you see a picture like that you can easily see the power it has on people as a whole. The only hope for this sin sick world is the salvation we have in Christ Jesus. Men cannot lift themselves by their bootstraps, neither can nations or civilizations. We ought to remember the admonition of the Psalmist, “Except God build the house, they that build in vain.” We have in the last decade or two seen firsthand the power of indoctrination. We who profess the name of Christ ought to catch the glory of what might be done if we yield our lives unreservedly to Christ. Our churches above all else need to educate and train our young people. I love the challenge of the BYF motto, “This generation with Christ can change the world.” Men who really love Christ out here are telling me that the church needs a real spiritual revival. And instead of trying to defend creeds and dogmas they are to go on the offensive with the marching orders of Our Souls Commander and Chief. His orders still stand (Matthew 28:18-20) and they will until He comes again. Dear, I have many more things on my heart. I only wish we could talk about them like we did when we were together.
Before starting this letter to you I wrote a short note to Harry Janisch. He is a very fine Christian young man.
I mailed the pictures of this Island to you this morning. You are to receive them in a week or so. It will probably be a while before we can get our snapshots developed. But as soon as I do, I will send them home to you, Darling.
It is late and I still have to read my devotional material so I think I will close for tonight. God bless you Beloved in all things. I love you more than ever before.
Yours alone because we are one
in the love and salvation of Christ,