His newest proposal was that I might serve as chaplain in a newly formed army of Polish Communists under Wanda Wasilewski, or perhaps as chaplain in General Ander’s army, an army of Free Poles formed to fight on the proposed second front. I told him quite simply I was willing to do either. He seemed genuinely pleased with the promptness of my reply and my new disposition. He told me that I seemed more relaxed and easy in my mind—as indeed I was, because the fear of making a mistake had left me now that I was conscious God was with me.
Ah this is a good example. I learnbetter this way. So he just said yes and trusted God's will to take ultimate precedence. Super interesting.
