“… but we cannot leave them.”

I LOVE reading of heroism.

The last book that kept me up all night (before my recent–wonderful find!–Aunt Jane’s Hero) was Ghost Soldiers. (If you love a GREAT READ especially about history and war and heroism, you CANNOT go wrong with Ghost Soldiers.)

ANYWAY … I was reminded of Ghost Soldiers when I read the last page of my recent National Geographic magazine–the “Flashback” entitled FRONT LINES:

“A Salvation Army “lassie” writes home for a wounded World War I soldier in 1918. “Ask an American doughboy if life would have been worth living at the front without the Salvation Army cook, comforter, and general utility cheerer,” noted a November 1918 Geographic story on war efforts. “Told by the colonel of a regiment that she would be killed if she persisted in serving her doughnuts and cocoa to the men while under heavy fire,” one Salvation Army worker said: “Colonel, we can die with the men, but we cannot leave them.”

—Margaret G. Zackowitz

Amazing, isn’t it?

“We can die with the men, but we cannot leave them.”

Would I have such commitment in life? To anything? The Lord? His Bride? My family?
Could I ever be so devoted and brave and selfless?
Ever?

I always assume I’d be the much more like the coward in “Saving Private Ryan” than anyone else.
But then again–God can move in mysterious and wonderful ways … so who knows?