“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” ~ Plato
Maybe it’s because I grew up in Silicon Valley surrounded by engineers. For whatever reason, I had never met a war veteran face to face. That is, until I met my future father-in-law, “Butch” James Gray.
I was nervous meeting him for the first time because I had only seen pictures of him in my boyfriend’s photo album. Butch proudly stood next to his pocket knife collection which was perfectly lined up in several glass displays. He wasn’t from Texas, but he didn’t seem like someone I wanted to mess with.
My bias proved unfounded. From the moment he greeted me with his big bear hug, I knew I had met one of the good guys. What got me curious were the words embroidered across his cap.
“4th INFANTRY DIVISION VIETNAM VETERAN”
Beyond Textbook & Hollywood
We had a few more family visits out from the Northwest before I got comfortable enough to ask about his thoughts on the war. I grew up in the 80’s which meant most of what I knew about Nam were textbook factoids memorized for my History AP Tests and scenes from Tom Cruise’s awfully depressing flick Born on the 4th of July.
Butch is a hard-working, self-made family man. When it comes to his personal stories from the battlefield, he is soft-spoken.
Six years after I married his son, Eric, I decided to call and find out more. As I peppered him with questions about his military service, I pieced together snippets of courage, sacrifice and honest reflection.
A Personal Battle
As Butch talked about the jungles, fighting the Viet Cong and North Vietnamese without bravado, I couldn’t help but draw parallels into my own personal battle that I chronicled in my first book Finding Spiritual Whitespace — with hurtful words from my childhood, ministry hardships, and my family of origin.
I learned that war isn’t only waged on land where men fight with artillery and fly overhead with bombs. There is a battle in my soul over the words that have been spoken into my life.
God is fighting to free me from the words that harm me, so that I can embrace His words that bless me.
In honor of Veteran’s Day, I’m sharing excerpts from Butch’s story as an infantry soldier, after he was drafted in 1967 as a nineteen-year-old, at the time of the Tet Offensive, when our nation deployed the largest number of troops in the history of the Vietnam War.
Butch served as Army Sargent in the 4th Division, Rifle Company for two years in the Central Highlands of Vietnam.
I’ll also share a commentary of my internal thoughts from my modern day battlefield throughout the interview (you’ll see my words shown in [ ] brackets).
As you listen in, I hope you’ll be inspired, as I was, to embrace your Abba-given identity as highly blessed and always beloved.
1. So Butch. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to hear more about your time in Vietnam.
Butch: Sure… Did you hear about the sea lions dying along the Oregon coast [last year]? Turns out they have the same disease (leptospirosis) that I got in the jungle over thirty years ago.
The doctors thought I had malaria, because it has the same symptoms. You get it from drinking bad water. You think it’s okay, but it’s infested. You get weak, sweat, perspire, chills. The worse is your whole body shakes.
I got so sick I didn’t care if I lived or died. Had to get blood tests every day and penicillin shots around the clock for two weeks, lying there in the military hospital in Pleiku.
2. Were you worried you’d die?
Butch: Oh yeah. The doctors said they would do their best but that’s all they could do.
Once I was healed up, they sent me back right away… forward… to the front.
[ It’s hard to become the person God wants me to be when I’m overwhelmed by critical voices. The battle is fierce. God sends me back into battle, to pick up the sword of His Spirit and His Words. The simple act of getting up everyday and starting new exercises my faith. When I pick up my pen (and keyboard) to share what God is saying, I’m fighting the good fight. ]
3. I can’t believe they did that!
Butch: Some guys got malaria. The incubation can be 8-10 years. Then you die.
[ I’ve willed away hurtful words like they don’t matter. But here I am, confronting negative words even though I’m a Christian connected to Jesus. I’ve felt embarrassed to still be struggling in my heart with truths I know in my head. When I’m not honest about my pain, I’m only incubating it’s poison. ]
4. Tell me one of your stories from the frontlines. I’m not familiar with military terms, so tell it to a civilian.
Butch: As the patrol leader, I’d take up 8 men to look for the enemy and gather intelligence.
I had the map, the compass and the codes to interpret coordinates, along with the radio frequencies to keep track of. One time, the company commanders gave me orders to go into A Shua Valley, one of the most deadly places in the country. I spent 2-3 days reporting observations and information. If needed, I would call in gun ships, jet strikes or artillery.
[ It’s hard to imagine someone willingly going into enemy territory, knowing they could be killed. I’m free in Christ, with an amazing variety of choices. What am I choosing to spend my energies on? Am I using up valuable time focusing on what the enemy is saying through my circumstances? ]
5. You were deep in enemy territory!
Butch: Oh yeah. One time, we traveled on the Ho Chi Minh Trail.
We were sent in to disrupt the enemies by planting explosives in trees, so to stop their progress. But the North Vietnamese would only return to clear and open up the trail right away. Felt like a waste of time.
[ The enemy of our soul likes to throw words of accusation, threat and intimidation. But I need to stay faithful, even on days I feel my efforts are futile. ]
6. You were honored with a Purple Heart. What happened?
Butch: We were searching for the enemy, going up a mountain, when we were ambushed.
[The enemy] attacked the point guy, so the rest of the patrol ducked for cover. When you don’t know where the fire’s coming from, you just try to find cover.
There was a lot of elephant grass. We ran straight into a booby trap — pungy sticks — bamboo knives. Rows and rows of it. You can’t walk around it. Camouflaged.
26 guys got wounded in 10 seconds. Just like that.
I got a wound in my leg, got some medication for the infection. The next day, they sent me back forward.
That’s the way [the enemy] wanted it. They’d rather wound us, than kill us. They figured the wounded would hurt us more.
[ When we try to scale upwards in our personal growth, words wound, more deadly than we give them credit for. It’s important to get them treated. God does not want my today and my tomorrow live wounded by yesterday’s words. ]
7. You once mentioned it was tough to watch a chopper take off when you were in battle. Talk about courage. What were the conditions like?
Butch: One time, we had to get transported. They were trying to evacuate us from a hill. We were out there for two weeks.
There was a big insurgence. We were outnumbered. I saw people die, had to care for people who couldn’t get medical attention. The choppers can only take a certain number of people. So when you see it take off, you get a sinking feeling.
[ I got emotional at this point. Unbelievable. Can you imagine being left on a hill in enemy territory for two weeks? ]
8. You returned to civilian life without resentment or bitterness about the war, when some did. Why is that?
Butch: When you’ve been some place where people don’t have rights, you know how well off you are, because people are willing to sacrifice.
The rights of freedom come at a cost. It ain’t something someone says is in our constitution. Freedom is something we defend, that citizens sacrifice for.
[ Rather than focusing on what I can’t change, I’m better off enjoying the freedom I can exercise today. I need to defend it because Jesus paid a high price for it — a life that ended in suffering, cruelty and unmentionable emotional and physical torture. ]
9. How did you survive countless dangers — ambushes, watching people die, snakes, leeches, illness — for so long?
Butch: The way my family raised me, they killed my emotions.
I had a high tolerance for pain. I don’t say anything when I hurt. Sometimes, that’s not good. It’s a survival technique, I guess (laughs). Way my folks were, we didn’t get to express ourselves when something upset us.
[ What once may have been a survival technique, I need to practice unlearning now. Even if it comes at a cost because I am safe and secure in God’s unconditional love. ]
10. What is one thing you’re most proud about your service?
Butch: I did what I asked to do and I’m not ashamed of it.
In the end, I was struck by the confidence that spoke through in Butch’s ending words. I felt inspired to stand shameless, because no matter what anyone says about me, I know I’m beloved and unashamed in God’s eyes.
He knows my heart and I’ve been faithful to do what He’s asked me to do.
I am free.
“Christ has freed us
so that we may enjoy the benefits of freedom.
Therefore, be firm [in this freedom],
and don’t become slaves again.”
“The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world…
They have divine power to demolish strongholds.
We demolish arguments and every pretension
that sets itself up against the knowledge of God,
and we take captive every thought
to make it obedient to Christ.”
~ 2 Corinthians 10:4-5
What are you battling today?
How is God setting you free?
Pull up a chair. Grab a cup of coffee. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Click to share a comment.
Happy Veteran’s Day!
A special remembrance goes out to the men, women, and families who have faithfully served our country — including those who are serving today — at home and abroad. Thank you for all you’ve given to the country your love and the men and women who serve alongside you and for us back at home!
We remember and honor the sacrifice of freedom, as we each soldier on, to live out our faith in everyday life.
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I’m trying to absorb your story about the Vietnam Vet. My husband was there at the same time. His base was attacked but wasn’t taken over. Now I can relate how the devil tries to take over my life, but he hasn’t taken over nor will I let him. I love my dear husband so much. I thank God everyday for him. I do the same for God. There are so many parallels to the story. I think what I enjoyed the most from your post was about stuffing down our emotions. I do that everyday. My husband knows when I’m stuffing down the “weepies” because my forehead gets scowl lines on it. I can’t help it. It feels like it is my weakness, but now I know it is OK. I’m OK because God loves me.
Thanks so much for this today Bonnie. I have such respect and thankfulness for our men and women in uniform and I honor all our brave veterans who gave so much for our freedom.
Since my dad or brother did not serve in the armed services I have often wondered where I got this immense feeling of respect for our veterans and men and women serving around the world. As a young pre-teen I did see photos of my uncle who was in the service (and got very sick). And I also knew boys from school and church who didn’t return from the Vietnam war… I find my steadfast faith in God runs parallel to my patriotic soul and the honor and respect I do have for our armed services and veterans. Jesus gave us His all (His life) and so many of our men and women who served gave ‘their all’ as well. I am thankful for your father-in-law and all those who serve!
So thankful God fights our battles for us and also gives us the strength to fight the enemy Himself by the power of His Holy Spirit.
Loved this Bonnie!
God bless you and God bless all our Veterans and all who serve!
This interview engulfed me. My uncle was there. When he came home he came to live with us. What I remember most was the way he smelled. He couldn’t wash the jungle off his body. He was never the same. I’m glad your FIL came through emotionally. I’m very proud of those who serve our country. Thank you for sharing this.
Bonnie, thank you so much for sharing this part of your heart and story. It was a “booster shot” for me today. God bless.