Two Men – One War

While praying the Rosary, I saw a young man dressed in an air force uniform and he told me his story:

“I flew planes and shot down other places, but never saw anyone actually die. It was all so far way.

One day, my plane was shot down and I managed to parachute down, but landed in the midst of fighting. I saw a man get shot and ran over to help him.

As he lay dying, there was not much I could do to help him physically, so I prayed. As I knelt beside him praying, I also was also shot.

And as I lay there dying, I realized that none of us really had a choice in this war and I prayed that God would forgive us both.”