I was in church a few Sunday's ago and the Chaplain gave a very beautifully painted message about how Christ will always come back to us.
Two boys, having known each other since birth, grew up together as great friends. As they get older, one man decides he is going to join the Army. The two being best friends, the other young man knew he had to go with him. They left for the Army and served side by side, and became great soldiers.
After a time, war broke out and they were called to join the battle. Months passed and they fought, watching each others backs and keeping each others moral high.
One night, a fierce battle broke out and their post was over run by the enemy. The two men were separated, one fell after being wounded and his friend was pushed back, unable to reach him. Finally the remaining soldiers were able to dig in and hold their ground.
While in the trenches, the one young man heard his best friend calling out "Help me please someone!". Over joyed to hear that his friend was alive, he went to his LT and begged him "Sir, please let me crawl to my friend and pull him back to safety!" The LT refused, saying they had lost enough good men in this battle and the sacrifice would be a waste
Hours past, and still his friend called out "Help me please, someone!". Each time calling the voice grew weaker and weaker, all the while the young man pleading with his LT to let him bring him to safety.
Finally, the LT grew tired of the begging and allowed the young man to crawl into the dark and retrieve his friend.
Without a second thought, the young soldier slide out of the trench, into the darkness and was gone.
Time past and finally the brave soldier slide back into the trenches with his friend. A medic checked his friend and pronounced him dead. The LT grew furious, saying "I told you it was a waste to risk your life for what, your friend's dead body!?".
"But wait", said the soldier, "It was not in vain that I risked my life. For after crawling through the mud, blood and bodies, I found my friend. I got there just before he died and when I came up to him, his last words to me were "I knew you'd come for me" and died in my arms.
As the Chaplain read this story to our small group, you could see tears falling in many eyes. The Chaplain's message was this...
Even after we fall away from Christ, no matter what the situation, He is always calling for us. He will be there always, waiting for us no matter how long it takes for us to find our way through the dark. He is our best and only true friend, who we can depend on to be there for us.
Such a powerful story that describes God's love for us, in a way that hits home for us Soldiers.
Thought that this was something cool to share and I hope you enjoyed it.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
What a beautiful story Dawg!
God bless you for this! :)
Wonderful story!
Post a Comment