Emphasis Preaching Journal
Charles Ferrell, a retired pastor...
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Charles Ferrell, a retired pastor, writes of his youth:
When I was a teenager, World War II started. I saw my friends go off to war, and word began to arrive that many of them would never come back. Then my turn came to go into the service. I went as a confused, troubled young person, greatly insecure.
After a few close calls with death and almost three years in the service, the war ended, and I returned home. I was not more mature than when I had left home. I was more mixed up than before ... To be perfectly honest, I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
When I was a teenager, World War II started. I saw my friends go off to war, and word began to arrive that many of them would never come back. Then my turn came to go into the service. I went as a confused, troubled young person, greatly insecure.
After a few close calls with death and almost three years in the service, the war ended, and I returned home. I was not more mature than when I had left home. I was more mixed up than before ... To be perfectly honest, I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
