An Army Chaplain tells the story of sitting in the Officer’s Club one rainy day. In fact, it was more than rainy. It was a storm. The winds were blowing fiercely. The rains were descending in sheets. Nearby, two officers’ wives were watching the storm through the big picture window.
Suddenly, through a flash of lightning, one of the women saw a soldier standing outside on guard duty totally at the mercy of the raging storm. “Oh dear”, she said, “Look at the poor soldier out there in the storm.” Continue reading