[Faith-talk] Daily Thought for Tuesday, July 29 2014

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Thank you very much Paul. Something very touching in that little story.

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Hello and good day to you all.  I hope that, by God's matchless grace and
His providential care, that you are all having a good day today, whether it
be morning, afternoon or evening where you live in this world.

Before I give you the article in question, for those of you who didn't or
couldn't figure it out, the answer to Sunday's Bible trivia game poem was
Nahum 1.

Tom Kozak is a writer from Minnesota, and in this piece he tells about a
young man who assisted U.S. soldiers in Korea while they were stationed in
that country.  Although originally presented last year, here it is again
mainly for the benefit of those who haven't read it before.  The title of
Tom's artticle is simply entitled "Charlie" and is rendered as follows:

Whenever things seem to overwhelm me, whenever something in life stresses me
out or the big and little problems of life suddenly make me feel like I'm
over my head, I think back and remember Charlie.  His memory is always an
inspiration to me.

When I was a young man fresh out of high school, the US Army sent me to
Korea.  It was January of 1964.  This was only a little more than a decade
after the Korean War, and a lot of the Korean people had vivid memories of
all the suffering and horrors that war brings.  I was stationed in a small
village near the Demilitarized Zone, the line that separates Korea into
North and South.  I was with C-Battery, informally called "Cold-Cut Charlie"
Battery, maybe because of the cold rations we were sometimes served while on
field exercise.

The American soldiers hired what we referred to as houseboys.  This term was
not meant to be demeaning, and houseboys were a big part of our everyday
life.  They did our laundry, fixed our cots, polished our boots, and did
other necessary tasks.  We paid them each a few dollars, but for those times
and in that part of the world it was considered good wages.  Back then, as a
private, I was making less than $100 a month, so we GI's weren't exactly
rich.  Actually, it worked out well for both parties.  We had a lot of
respect for these young men who worked in our barracks.  But the one
houseboy who stands out in my mind was Charlie.  My unit sort of adopted him
long before I arrived in Korea.

During the Korean War, Charlie, then a teen, lost his whole family.  Charlie
didn't come unscathed either:  an artillery shell exploded where he was
living in an abandoned building and as a result, his foot was badly injured.
Despite a bad limp and persistent pain, Charlie never complained.  He always
had a smile on his face and was the hardest working houseboy in our unit.
Every soldier clamored to hire Charlie to help take care of their needs.

Shortly after his "adoption" into C-Battery, Charlie became a Christian.  We
didn't have a place of prayer on our small outpost, but at the main
post--just a few miles down the curving, mountainous road--there was a
chapel that staggered its services to accommodate soldiers of all
denominations.  No matter how busy he was, and he was a very busy man,
Charlie would always walk or get a ride on Sunday to attend all the
services.

When I first got to the unit, I was told by the commanding officer that a
fund had been set up to help Charlie get an operation on his bad foot.  The
captain told me that the monthly contributions on pay day were all
voluntary, but to the best of my knowledge, every one of us contributed to
Charlie's fund.  By the time I arrived, the fund had built up to the point
that Charlie's operation could happen soon.

Before I left Korea one year later, I had the honor of being present when
the battery commander called us into formation and presented Charlie with
the check that would enable him to fly to Japan to see a foot specialist in
an effort to correct the damage the artillery shell had done to his foot.
Tears were streaming down Charlie's face as he turned to thank all of us and
all the others who contributed to the fund through the years.  We soldiers
broke into cheering and applause as Charlie accepted the money.  Wiping away
his tears, he said in a soft but clear voice, "Thank You, God.  My prayers
have been answered.  And thank you all so much, my dear friends."

By the time the operation was set up for Charlie, I was already reassigned
in Texas.  Through some sources, I later learned that the doctors in Japan
repaired Charlie's damaged foot to the extent that the pain and the limp
were pretty much eliminated.  His prayers were indeed answered.

It's been over a half century since I was in Korea, but I hope and pray that
everything turned out well for Charlie.  He was--and still is--an
inspiration.

And there you have it for today.  I hope that this article was a blessing to
you.

And now may the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob just keep us safe,
individually and collectively, in these last days in which we live.  Lord
willing, tomorrow there will be another Daily Thought message for you.  Your
Christian friend and brother, Paul
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