{"id":1466,"date":"2025-08-08T19:03:43","date_gmt":"2025-08-08T19:03:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ipcphiladelphiadubai.com\/loaves\/?p=1466"},"modified":"2025-08-09T07:35:33","modified_gmt":"2025-08-09T07:35:33","slug":"somewhere-near-the-front-lines","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/ipcphiladelphiadubai.com\/loaves\/creative-writing\/somewhere-near-the-front-lines\/","title":{"rendered":"Somewhere near the front lines!!"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I don\u2019t know if anyone will ever read this. Maybe these pages will burn like the towns behind us, or get buried under rubble like the crops in front of us&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sky is grey again, not from clouds, but from smoke. The smell of fire and iron clings to everything. I watched another soldier fall this morning. He was once our neighbour&#8230; He gave his last breath fighting for a hill we won\u2019t even remember tomorrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I can\u2019t help but ask myself&#8230; what\u2019s the point of all this?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Each explosion shakes the ground, but nothing seems to move the emptiness in my chest. The men around me hold their rifles like lifelines&#8230; They\u2019re brave but they\u2019re also scared. We all are.<br>Who wouldn&#8217;t be, when death walks louder than footsteps?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That&#8217;s when I wondered: What if I don\u2019t make it out?<br>And then, just as quickly, another thought followed: What if this is not the end?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve seen so much ruin, so much hate, but in the middle of it, something stirred. I realized I don\u2019t just want to save lives from bullets and bombs. I want to save souls from the kind of death that goes deeper than the body. From the kind that lasts forever. There\u2019s a war behind the war, one no one writes about. And I\u2019ve seen too much to ignore it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I still carry the wounded. But now, I do it with a purpose I didn\u2019t have before. I want them to know there\u2019s more than this blood-soaked earth. More than pain. More than fear.<br>There\u2019s a kingdom untouched by fire. A place where mercy lives, and death doesn\u2019t win. That\u2019s where my heart is now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I can\u2019t stop this war but I can choose who I serve while I\u2019m still here. And I\u2019ve made my choice.<br>I\u2019ll fight, not just for peace on earth, but for peace that lasts beyond it. I\u2019ll love even when hate feels easier. Not because I\u2019m fearless. But because I know this war will end. And when it does, some souls will still be searching. So if I can help even one person find that better country, a place where Christ reigns and sorrow doesn\u2019t follow, then I won\u2019t have died for nothing&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>~ <em>A soldier of Christ<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Written by: Abigail Blessan<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don\u2019t know if anyone will ever read this. Maybe these pages will burn like the towns behind us, or get buried under rubble like the crops in front of us&#8230; The sky is grey again, not from clouds, but from smoke. The smell of fire and iron clings to everything. I watched another soldier fall this morning. He was once our neighbour&#8230; He gave his last breath fighting for a hill we won\u2019t even remember tomorrow. And I can\u2019t help but ask myself&#8230; what\u2019s the point of all this? Each explosion shakes the ground, but nothing seems to move the emptiness in my chest. The men around me hold their rifles like lifelines&#8230; They\u2019re brave but they\u2019re also scared. We all are.Who wouldn&#8217;t be, when death walks louder than footsteps? That&#8217;s when I wondered: What if I don\u2019t make it out?And then, just as quickly, another thought followed: What if this is not the end? I\u2019ve seen so much ruin, so much hate, but in the middle of it, something stirred. I realized I don\u2019t just want to save lives from bullets and bombs. I want to save souls from the kind of death that goes deeper than the body. From the kind that lasts forever. There\u2019s a war behind the war, one no one writes about. And I\u2019ve seen too much to ignore it. I still carry the wounded. But now, I do it with a purpose I didn\u2019t have before. I want them to know there\u2019s more than this blood-soaked earth. More than pain. More than fear.There\u2019s a kingdom untouched by fire. A place where mercy lives, and death doesn\u2019t win. That\u2019s where my heart is now. I can\u2019t stop this war but I can choose who I serve while I\u2019m still here. And I\u2019ve made my choice.I\u2019ll fight, not just for peace on earth, but for peace that lasts beyond it. I\u2019ll love even when hate feels easier. Not because I\u2019m fearless. But because I know this war will end. And when it does, some souls will still be searching. 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