Category Archives: Chaplaincy

WW1 British Chaplain Encounters Suicide

Told by the Padre-‘Off Duty’

by John Ayscough

(Monsignor Bickerstaffe-Drew, Chaplain to the Forces)

BEHIND the line -far behind the line- the Norman sea-port, crouched in a rift of the white rampart of tall cliffs, was full of English soldiers. There was no French garrison, though there was a depot of Belgian troops, but the whole town was crowded with hospitals for French wounded, and, of afternoons, one met their convalescents everywhere.

The coast-line facing England was so like ours that one could not but believe in a prehistoric day when between these coasts no dividing channel lay. And the downlands, topping the white walls of chalk were like our Sussex Downs. Turning inland from the falaises to a hamlet, cowering in its twisted combe from the north-east winds, one could scarce help a sense of surprise to hear French in the mouths of the stocky, grey-eyed fisherfolk and peasants.

SOMETIMES, in the sunny, windy afternoons of those March days, the English chaplain (only here for a few weeks) would walk along the ragged strand under the high, staring, white falaises. But he liked the downs at the top of them better; the great height above the sea gave a wider outlook and made them more cheerful, and the walking was more pleasant, for down below between cliff and tide there lay no stretch of smooth sand, but a floor of rock, sharp and uneven. At the top, close to the brink of the precipice, ran a level path, often broken and interrupted for a dozen feet, where rain and frost had rotted out a bulk of chalk and hurled it down to the shore. In one place a stile, held up -and not to be so held up for long- only by the posts on its landward side, hung out over the cliff’s edge. Yet, in the direction of the town, the path still ran up to within a few inches of it. On the other side three yards of the path had gone down.

ON one of those afternoons of brisk gale and bright but chill sunshine, the English priest was walking by the strand, intending to come back by the way above, towards the hamlet we may call Port-au-Vent, consisting of a score of fishermen’s cabins, a double score of summer villas, all shut up now, and a huge hotel, now a hospital for French wounded.

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Today’s Chaplain Doesn’t Just Punch Your Ticket

This is a rather long article that appeared in Soldiers magazine, April 1974. It gives a picture of chaplain ministry as it was recognized during the Vietnam War, including issues like endorsers, quotas, minorities in the chaplaincy (women and blacks), education, roles and civilian vs. military clergy. It was highlighted on the cover, with the tagline, “Today’s Chaplain Doesn’t Just Punch Your Ticket.”

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Meeting Needs-

The Chaplain Today

Story and photos by SFC D. Mallicoat

The Chaplain TodayBe shepherds of the flock of God that is among you, not as though you had to but of your own free will, not from motive of personal profit but freely, and not as domineering over those in your charge but proving yourselves models for the flock to imitate.  -1 Peter 5:2-3, Williams Trans.

These words penned centuries ago could well serve as a guide for today’s Army chaplains. Voluntary personal involvement seems to be their credo. And with critics on every side, both within and without the church structure, the task becomes even more difficult. It takes a special breed of man or woman to accept such responsibility.

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Battle Chaplain (WW2)

This article appeared in Yank magazine, 13 April 1945. Titled, Battle Chaplain, it highlights the ministry of Chaplain Yoder P. Leith of the 338th Infantry Regiment, 85th Division, typical of a chaplain in combat in the European Theater of Operations during World War Two:

He goes up under fire without arms, listens to the TS gripes of his GIs and writes home to their families when they fall.

By Cpl. George Barrett, YANK Staff Correspondent

WITH THE FIFTH ARMY– “I was the traditional clergyman before I came into the Army,” the chaplain said. “Guess I had the idea that being in the clergy I was favored by the Almighty-privileged, in a way. But my first experience under shellfire was with screaming meemies, and when the Jerries opened up with a barrage against my dugout I remember saying ‘Oh, God, wait a minute. Let’s talk this over.’ “

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Army Chaplain, His Daughter, A Letter

Chaplain (LTC) Robert C. Young

An interesting essay written in 1967 by the 16-year-old daughter of an Army Chaplain deployed to Vietnam. It gives insight into the possible roles available to women in that era. From the 1967 News Release: 

QUI NHON, RVN—U. S. Army Chaplain (Lieutenant Colonel) Robert C. Young (wife, Betty L., … Stockton, Calif.), serving with Headquarters and Headquarters Company, 58th Field Depot, received a letter from his 16 year-old daughter, Lynn, a Stagg High School junior in Stockton, Calif., who included a civics class paper that revealed her thoughts on the Vietnam crisis.

Titled “The American Woman’s Role in the Vietnam War,” the article gave Chaplain Young pause for thought.

“I was very surprised that any teenage American student, even my daughter, would be so moved by present world troubles to think at length about them,” reflects the 38 year-old chaplain.

“I am very proud to know some of America’s youth are thinking about their relationship to the world, and wish to put their thoughts into meaningful action,” continues the World War II veteran.

To express her thoughts and bare her emotions, Lynn wrote the following article:

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I Cry

The following post may be on the fringe of the mission of this site, but I think that since it addresses what so many chaplains do (and feel) many will relate to it. It comes from a Christian chaplain’s perspective so may be most identifiable to those of the Christian faith, but many of the feelings identified are shared with other faiths as well.

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I Cry

At the risk of being perceived as less-than-masculine or even a wimp, I have a confession to make: I cry.

That’s right, I admit it, I cry.

Gold Star bannerSure, I cry at times when you would expect me to, like when a family member dies or when the Holy Spirit moves in a worship service. But I also cry at times when you may not expect (or even notice), like facing the flag while the National Anthem is being played or during war movies when Soldiers are getting shot and killed.

I cry when I visit veteran’s cemeteries and when I see a flag flying at half-staff.

I cry when I see a notification officer and chaplain getting into a government vehicle, aware of where they are going; and I cry when I see a gold star pennant hanging in the window of a home.

I cry when I see battle-weary Soldiers returning from war, and Soldiers returning with wounds seen and unseen.

graveside flag presentationI cry when I see an NCO, down on one knee, presenting the flag from a Service Member’s casket to the widow of that Service Member.

I cry when I see families saying goodbye to their Soldiers when they deploy and I cry when I see Soldiers greeted with open arms when they return.

I cry when I see monuments to the victors and to the fallen.

I cry when I hear about a veteran robbed at gunpoint or denied service and I cry when I read in the news about a homeless vet who died of exposure on a cold night.

I cry when I see new recruits, volunteers to serve and –if need be- die for their country.

I cry when I see units preparing for a mission, realizing that some of them may not come back alive.

Why do I cry for these things? Because I am an American. I am a patriot. I am a Christian.

Don’t think that the State has become my religion or that the emotions that well up inside of me are a substitute for my relationship with God. Don’t accuse me of “Americanizing” my Christianity and fusing my patriotism with my faith. That is not what I am doing.

American and Christian flags flyingI am a Christian first, with my primary allegiance to God and his Kingdom. Any other allegiances or commitments are second to my commitment to my Creator and Savior. However, even though secondary, I have still pledged my allegiance to my country, and I confess that this allegiance is born from my allegiance to God.

Many people reading this will not understand. Some will think I’m ignorant of what God really thinks. Others will think I’m ignoring the “clear” teaching of Scripture.

But some of you will understand. Some of you have been where I have been.

It is this secondary allegiance, to my country, that has taken me to places where most people do not (or will not) go, places where it seems evil is unstoppable and life is disposable. It is this allegiance to my country that has taken me to the brink of eternity, where the warning signals blare through the speakers providing just seconds before hearing the explosions as they land closer and closer to our position, wondering if they’ll eventually hit their target, while seeing the fear in the eyes of hardened Soldiers.

It is my allegiance to my God and my country that compels me to leave my family to minister to those Soldiers –who are also leaving their families- who go into harm’s way to defend our freedom and the freedom of people they’ve never even met.

Because I have gone; because I have left home, family and friends; because I have seen death and faced the possibility of my own death; because I have returned to the welcomes, knowing others haven’t returned; because I have gone to homes as they’ve been told their loved one has died; I cry.

Maybe you cry too.

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Photo credits:

Gold Star banner in window from Nebraska.org

Kneeling Marine presenting flag from Wasilla, Alaska, by300

American & Christian flags flying from The Cloud Animal

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Originally posted at Here I Sit, 24 January 2016.

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The Chapel of St. Mark at Fort Marion

Castillo De San MarcosFort Marion, now a U.S. National Park site, is the oldest existing masonry fortress in the United States. It sits at the harbor entrance at St. Augustine in Florida. The Chapel of St. Mark, which was part of the original fort built by the Spanish, is an excellent representation of Spanish-Catholic commitment to providing a worship space for their garrisoned soldiers.

The Spanish arrived at the present site of Fort Marion in August if 1565 and established the colony of San Agustín in September. Having barely survived attacks from the French and British with their hastily-built forts, on 2 October 1672, the Spanish broke ground on what would become Castillo de San Marcos but it would take 84 years to complete.

In 1740, enough of the fort was completed to offer safety to the besieged garrison and citizens of San Agustín when James Edward Ogelthorpe, from the British colony of Georgia, attempted to conquer it. The fort proved to be impregnable as canon fire from Ogelthorpe’s guns did little damage. During the 27-day siege, “the garrison chapel was the scene of daily Masses, and occasionally marriages and christenings…”1

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The Jesuit Chapel at Old Fort Niagara

Jesuit Chapel Old Fort Niagara

A modern picture of the Jesuit Chapel at Old Fort Niagara showing a French reenactor, from the Old Fort Niagara National Park website.

The French began building on the site of Fort Niagara in 1679. The third building project on the site was the “French Castle” built in 1726-27. As you go up the stairs to the 2nd floor, on the left is the “Jesuit Chapel,” which may be the oldest military chapel in the United States (depending on the criteria used for assessment). The inclusion of a chapel at the fort would have proceeded with little thought, since France was a Catholic country at the time and the majority of its Soldiers would have been devout Catholics, needing an appropriate place to celebrate Mass. When in control of the British, the worship space would have been used for Anglican services, before returning to Catholic use again later in its history.But throughout the life of Old and New Fort Niagara, there has been a chapel available for the worship of God.

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Chaplain Corps Prints

Military Funeral

Chaplain Activities: Military Funeral (author’s collection).

Many years ago (during the war in Vietnam) the U.S. Army Chaplain Board produced a series of prints called “History of the Chaplaincy.” Several years later, a second set was produced called, “Chaplain Activities.” “Both [of] these sets were prepared for the purpose of supplying … display materials on the Army Chaplaincy.” Occasionally, you can still find them hanging on the walls of chapels on Army posts, often faded from years in the Sun. If you’re fortunate enough to find sets of them still tucked away in their envelopes, you get a beautiful set of un-faded prints which pictorially show the history and activity of Army Chaplains.

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George Washington’s Christian Influence

General George Washington at Trenton by John Trumbull

“General George Washington at Trenton by John Trumbull” Yale University Art Gallery

This Christmas season (2015) I came across an interesting article entitled, “Washington’s Christmas Poem…” As it turned out it was less about the Christmas poem that for years people thought Washington, at about the age of 13, wrote and more about the influence that Christianity had on the General of the Continental Army and first Commander and Chief of U.S. forces as well as his subsequent Christian influence on the military and nation.

Many modern scholars deny, or at least down-play, the impact that Judeo-Christian values have had on the United States but if we’re going to be honest with history, we need to acknowledge and accept that influence. Perhaps the fear that modern scholars (or at least those who are pressured by politics) have is that an acknowledgement of the influence of a particular religion in our nation’s history would suggest insensitivity or intolerance to other religions thus denying a foundational principal of our Constitution which both prohibits the establishment of a particular religion by government and protects the free exercise of religion by its people. But I contend that recognizing the role of a particular religion in our history is only that, an acknowledge of our history, and not an establishment of religion or a denial of its free exercise.

With that in mind, I offer the aforementioned article without edit (except for formatting) or additional commentary and with all links intact, for your education and edification. It was written by Ali Meyer and first appeared on cnsnews.com on 24 December 2014, more recently on the same website on 23 December 2015.

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The Chaplains’ Calling

CrusadersI’ve recently been engaged in several online discussions about American patriotism, allegiances, pacifism, Just War and military service. Those discussions have revealed that there are many deeply-held views on the use of violence in the pursuit of peace and justice. There are those from all along the theological spectrum who fervently argue either for the absolute rejection of violence in any form whether for the liberation of others or the defense of themselves or else the complete justification of violence and war as the only way to achieve international peace and safety. I do not doubt the spiritual commitment of most of those in the discussions I have been involved in and believe they only want to follow -and teach- what they believe to be God’s will for Christians today.

Prior to my entry into the Army as a chaplain back in 2004, I studied Just War doctrine wanting to be sure that I could faithfully support a military institution whose main purpose is warfighting without compromising my spiritual values, biblical teaching and God’s will for my life. I determined that not only was war when waged and prosecuted justly not prohibited by Scripture, it sometimes may be the only way to fulfill some of the mandates of Scripture. I know that while the majority of the Christian Church (in the United States at least) supports its nations military and war aims there is a significant minority of Christians who attempt to follow a non-violent path to peace and object to any support of their country’s use of force to accomplish its policies.

Even with the differences that exist within the Church as to its views of war, a world without violence exists only in the realm of the “not yet” of the Kingdom of God which is still to come. The reality of life is that evil is quite present in this world and in order to protect the defenseless (perhaps the widows and fatherless the Bible speaks of), liberate the oppressed (those in need who Jesus declared to be our “neighbor”), proclaim freedom to the prisoner, essentially to love as we are commanded to love sometimes it is necessary to go to war, war that is just; to fight in a just way to achieve freedom, liberation and safety for not only our own citizens but people around the world.

Army FormationRegardless of one’s views of violence, war and military service, there exists in the United States a very large military force of men and women who have accepted the call of their country (and sometimes their God) to serve as a Soldier, Sailor, Marine, Airman or Coast Guardsman. These men and women, unlike Service Members from wars past, have volunteered to serve in the Armed Forces of the United States. Most of these people have given much thought to their decision to enlist and are not as ignorant about war, peace, love, violence and the teachings of Jesus as some opponents of Christian military service imply. These brave men and woman aren’t mindless puppets being controlled and used by an evil government for selfish gain, but are -in most cases- educated, intelligent, thoughtful, people who accept the necessity of their nation’s causes along with the urgency of its call to arms. It is to these men and women who chaplains of all faith groups are called (by both their country and their God) to minister to while they serve their country in uniform.

In the midst of my involvement in the aforementioned discussions, the senior chaplain on the Army post where I currently serve as chaplain pointed out to me a thoughtful passage written by an Army chaplain from World War Two (interestingly from a book already in my library!). In it, this author gives the reader a peek into the mind of the chaplain to see his feelings, his motivations and his dedication to the God who has called him and the Soldiers he has been called to serve. I would like to share a portion of that passage with you as a testimony to the ministry of chaplains to the men and woman who also wear the military uniform.

Chaplain Corps Crest

The book from which this passage comes was written after the Allies defeated the Axis forces in World War Two but is astonishingly relevant still today. I have made no attempt to change or correct the writing which today’s standards would render “politically incorrect” or comments which refer to things particular to war of the day, such as the draft, the dominance of male soldiers or the duration of deployments though I have emphasized portions I found to be particularly powerful. Even with the changes in military service, the chaplaincy and religious observance which have occurred over the last 70 years, Chaplain Rogers has tremendous understanding and insight into the mind of the modern-day chaplain and what it means to serve in today’s armed forces. I hope that this passage will give you a better understanding of the struggles, joys and mission of the chaplains who God has placed in our Armed Forces for such a time as this.

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 As the Chaplain Sees Things*

from “Doughboy Chaplain” by CAPT Edward K. Rogers

Doughboy Chaplain“A retired army chaplain told me when I entered the service that I would find that the chaplain is pretty much alone in the army. He is his own boss to a great extent, but he is sometimes forgotten because of that. However, the chaplain just keeps plugging along.

“He and his fellow padres have left parish life to serve the forces for the duration and he may long at times for the duties and joys of the church back home. There will be times when he feels that he could have done more good by staying at home where the congregations are consistently large and the program of the parish reaches through many channels into the homes, those bulwarks of faith and society. He may long at times for the normal life back there where opinion and family relationships keep men somewhat more on the better side of life.

“Still the chaplain goes along with his duties and he realizes that the men about him sometimes feel that they could be more useful back home too.  Many of them rightfully feel that way, for they have been most useful in their professions and trades. It isn’t pleasant for them, as it isn’t at times for the padre.

“However, there is joy for [the chaplain] in his duties. Usually he will have the maximum of services that the men will attend. The more that are necessary, the happier he is.

He wants, above all else, to make religion real and God close to the hundreds of men under his spiritual care, who have been uprooted from home in the crucial life shaping years of life and sent off to battlefields or distant posts. That is what he is in the service to do.

“When some come to him to inquire about their religious needs, which they have never cared for, he is happy to try and meet those needs–or show how God can meet them. He will sit down and reason with the soldier and he will spend hours instructing him in the teachings of his faith. In that task he finds his greatest joy…

“…the chaplain is there to help and many appreciate his being there. Others don’t care about him, for they have had no religious faith and contact with the church, or have lost faith and broken those contacts since getting into the army. Nevertheless, the chaplain wants to be where some may need him. If they avoid him and the message of God which he offers, that is their misfortune. They can’t say that the church forgot them when they were called into service and henceforth in their lives they will forget the church.

They may forget the church and God, but the church and God’s pastors or priests did not forget them.

“The psalmist once wrote, ‘If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou are there.’ The chaplain, I guess, leaves his parish so that when the soldier gets into the hell of war it will be true that God is there, through his ordained ones, to help, encourage, forgive and bless.

“I believe that the chaplains do more serious thinking about the war than any other group. Many men are in the service and don’t seem to know or care why. Their chief interest is getting home. Maybe that even surpasses their desire for victory in many cases. The principles at stake do not bother them much. It is not so with the chaplain.

“He knows more about the principles of right and wrong which enter into the struggle. He wants to see the wrong uprooted and the right prevail. He is thinking about the unfortunate victims of conquest who long for their freedom. The different philosophies of life which [bring] on … conflict are apparent to the chaplain. When there are inconsistencies, he is aware of them, but he believes in his cause. Because of that belief he wants the war to get on and he doesn’t have to fire his boilers of action with hate either.

He wants to see people free to live as they choose, if they have proper consideration for the rights of others and the common good. He may not agree with them in their thoughts and ways, but he would like to see them free to live their lives.

“His thoughts go beyond the hour of conflict to the day of peace. What will it bring? Will men have the principles and wisdom to uproot the evil without pulling out the good? Will reason or passion prevail then? It will be hard to have the former on top, but that is what he hopes and prays will be the case. He looks at his men and scans the news of home and of the Allies for assurance that the war will be really won and that the peace will be stern, but just.”

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*Rogers, Edward K. Doughboy Chaplain. Boston: Meador Pub., 1946, 222-224.

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