More Than Enough

About the Book

THE DATE: January 26, 1955.

It was my twentieth birthday.

THE PLACE: A train on its way from Salt Lake City, Utah to Sacramento, California.

I sat looking out a train window at the scenery speeding by.

MY THOUGHTS: A jumble of emotions.

I was on my way overseas to Korea to serve a tour of duty with the United States Air Force. But first I would stop at McClellan Air Force Base (AFB) near Sacramento for overseas processing.

I was bitter about my overseas assignment, but I was glad that the Korean armistice had finally been signed. At least nobody would be shooting at me, and I wouldn't have to kill someone else in the name of war.

Just a couple of weeks earlier, my girl friend had rejected my proposal of marriage.

I had asked and asked God to give that girl to me for my wife. God had said no, and I was mad at Him.

MORE TRAVEL: By train to Travis AFB, California and an overnight stay; by plane to Hickam AFB, Hawaii for a short two hour stopover; and by plane to Tokyo, Japan for three days.

THE STORY BEGINS.

The stopover in Tokyo, Japan for three days was for special orientation (no pun intended). In that short time, I Sampled Tokyo's night life, had sex with a Japanese girl in a back alley, and spent the night in a hotel room with a young Japanese prostitute.

It wasnt my usual style, but then I was mad at God. I decided to hurt Him the only way I knew how: SIN, SIN, SIN.

Soon I was in Korea starting my twelve month tour of duty. Being in Korea was not my idea of fun, but there were certain diversions to take my mind off my misery. I drank a bit, partied a bit, and enjoyed the services of several Korean prostitutes a lot.

Finally, I got tired of partying and settled for shacking up with a Korean girl named Peggy. We rented a room in a village not far from the Air Force compound where I was stationed. This village hideaway gave me some respite from being on call 24 hours a day.

In spite of all this, I continued my lifelong habit of praying every night before going to sleep. Then there came a time that my nightly prayers stopped: I couldn't continue to ask God to forgive me for fornication when I had no real intention of stopping, let alone marrying Peggy.

Immersed in guilt, I started seriously considering suicide. My dislike for service life and the poor living conditions in Korea helped to deepen my depression.

It seemed as though others also had similar wishes for me when one of my fellow airmen said to me in an angry tone, "Meredith, if I were you I'd kill myself!"

And then a few days later, Peggy, in reference to some situation, said, "If I was in a fix like that, I'd kill myself!"

One morning, after spending the night in the village with Peggy, the two of us were walking in the rain along the bank of a small river which was swollen and quite swift due to the heavy seasonal rains. Normally, it would have been a simple matter to cross the river further upstream near the village where Peggy lived, but the water there was now about chest deep. We were therefore walking downstream to a bridge that crossed the river. At that point, the highway to Seoul also crossed the river. Peggy was going to catch a bus to Seoul, and I was headed back to the Air Force compound.

As we rounded a bend in the river, a commotion in the river caught our attention. It was an elderly Korean farmer being swept downstream by the raging current. He was on his back and unable to right himself because of a heavy wooden plow strapped to his back!

I quickly emptied my pockets, kicked off my rubber Korean shoes, and jumped into the water. (My Boy Scout training was about to pay off!) I quickly reached the old man, pulled him loose from the plow, and got him safely to shore. Then I rescued his plow.

The old man was cut and bleeding from the pounding he’d taken from being swept against the large boulders in the river, but his wounds did not appear serious enough for emergency first ai

About the Author

Joel L. Meredith’s personal, in-depth years of Bible study, his careful research in related materials, and his meticulous attention to detail all combine to produce his enjoyable and educational reference works, which include Meredith’s Book of Bible Lists, Meredith’s Second Book of Bible Lists, and The Gentile Bible. He demonstrates a lighter, humorous side to himself in his book, Adventures in Alliteration. And now here is his Christian autobiography. Joel and his wife, Lorraine live in Texas. He has two daughters, seven grandchildren, two great grandchildren, and two cats. He’s a retired Senior Logistics Engineer who worked in the aerospace industry for almost twenty years.