“I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase. So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase..” – 1 Corinthians 3:6-7
Chaplain Austin moved from one fox hole to another fox hole. Crouching
as he moved to keep a low profile. He
spoke words of encouragement to the battle weary men. As he looked into the weary eyes of these young
Marines, he thought, “they are too young to have seen so much death.” His mind took him back to a small island in
the middle of the Pacific Ocean called Iwo Jima, remembering that he had seen that same look
in the eyes of other young Marines as they had fought their way across that
island. This was not Hank’s first rodeo!
Then, as now, Hank knew most of the men would be having thoughts about God and
wondering about heaven (something called foxhole religion when death is
all around you) and perhaps wishing for home.
As he approached the next foxhole on the line, I can imagine that the
words of the Apostle Paul were on his mind.
Like Paul, he was planting seeds and watering where the seed had already
been sown in the hearts of some of these young men. He knew that for some, this might be the last
dawn they would ever see and the last chance they would ever have.
Taking his pen, Hank wrote an inscription in the front of the Bible
and handed it to him. Hank said, “Keep
this Bible with you. I encourage you to
read it. I will be praying for you.” And with that, Hank moved on to the next fox
hole. As he walked away, he prayed, “Lord your word does not return to you
void, let it do its work in that Marine.”
Dad watched the Chaplain move off, he read the inscription in the Bible
and put it in the left pocket of his blouse (a Marine’s shirt). Perhaps he thought, “Maybe this will bring me
some luck.” What Dad didn’t know was
that his encounter with Hank Austin would bring him more than luck. More than
all his other experiences in Korea combined it would shape his life, the lives
of his children and of those in future generations for eternity.
Dad carried the Bible in his left breast pocket, right under the Marine Corps Globe and Anchor, for the rest of the time he was in Korea. Then the day finally came – the fighting was done and dad was going home. He carefully packed his gear in his sea bag, placing the Bible under the top flap. As he placed the Bible in his sea bag, his mind went back to that day at the Hwach’on Reservoir and Chaplain Hank Austin. He read the inscription in the front flap, secured the clasp on his sea bag and left Korea. Arriving in California, he was released from active duty and returned to Peoria to get on with his life. Not too long after he met my mom.
“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to
become children of God, to those who believe in His name” – John 1:12
To be continued – tomorrow – Part 3: The Seed Watered
Think about it – Pray about it – Believe it –
Walk in it. Let your light shine and give God the glory.
By Faith Alone By His Grace Alone And For His
Glory Alone
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