Yesterday, in a coffee shop, under Stephen’s Bow, I met with a country person, who gave me this most beautiful word. She was a stranger to me, and I had but one “Message” left in my bag, which I had intended to give to the manager, so I said to him, “I will bring you another tomorrow (D.V.), so I will give this to your friend.” She was very pleased, and told me that a young soldier she knew-in her parish said: “We are so happy in the trenches, and we do not fear when we expect to go out to fight, for we are
‘Not Alone.’
We read and believe, and love the Bible, so there is no fear.’ Said she again to me: “You know what he means by
‘Not Alone?’
It means he has Christ with him.”