Communion With God
Sometimes I have no idea what to write. In time an idea develops… “This” piece of writing “sets my hair on fire.” There’s no need for anything of my own but to share this with you.
An infantryman’s least favorite weather is a temperature of 35 degrees Fahrenheit and pouring rain, when the trench floods with knee-deep, near freezing water. Surviving in such conditions is truly an art, and it’s at these moments in particular that a trench has a special energy. Here people fight for their lives, for every manifestation of it. Here communion with God is sincere and more frequent than in any church.
...The shelling can go on for several hours, and by the time it has finished you no longer feel fear. The body gets used to it. You think that maybe now you are immune to it. You leave the trench and the sun is shining and birds are singing, as if you dreamed these horrors.
Then you hear another barrage being fired and there’s the fear again.
–Excerpt I Write From a Trench On the Front Line in Ukraine By Yegor Firsov – a medic and rifleman in the Ukrainian defense forces.
Here’s the complete article!
https://us.knews.media/news/opinion-i-write-from-a-trench-on-the-front-line-in-ukraine/
