**Two of our men go in and then radio back for help: There are survivors! All of us who are free rush to the site. I pray as I run. I pray as I dig through the rubble. I pray as I assess the injuries of Lance Corporal Smith (not his real name), who is writhing in pain after falling two stories and fifty feet down the highway. I shield his eyes from the sun, anoint him, and try to keep him conscious. Finally, two Marines help me carry him to the emergency vehicle. (As I learn later, all the men have survived, but two have lost a limb and one has a fractured spine.) **
Just reading this sent my heart into my stomach.
Prayer Ping for our troops.
Chaplain ping?