During Army Air Cadet training, Nate had a childhood leg injury (osteomyelitis) flare up, dashing his hopes and dreams of becoming an Army pilot. He tersely recorded his sentiments about the medical checkup and ensuing hospitalization. “The doc says I can’t fly for the Army and that’s that!” 1 “In the following days pending hospitalization,” he told a friend several years later, “I fought...
Through their eyes: Nate Saint — The Centrality of the Gospel
In 1943, at the height of World War II, a nineteen-year-old Nate Saint enlisted in the U.S. Army Air Corps both out of a sense of duty and a desire for pilot training. In his diary he stated, “The fact that fathers were being drafted and that I had no dependents made the idea make sense to me.” 1 He would go on to spend a total of three years in the Army Air Corps before being discharged in...
Through Their Eyes: Nate Saint — Use every Available Tool
Nate was a pilot and a mechanic, but he was a missionary too, one in mind and spirit with the missionary families of the jungle. Some time before he had written of his feeling for the pioneering missionaries he loved to serve: “Their call of God is to the regions behind the ends of civilization’s roads — where there is no other form of transportation. They have probed the frontiers to the...
Through Their Eyes: Perspectives in Missions from Those Who Have Gone Before
Missions has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. While there is no doubt that I have much to be thankful for about my childhood, one of the things that I most grateful for is that my parents did their best to keep missions and world evangelism before me and my sister, even from a young age. Dad and mom were never in vocational ministry, but they faithfully modeled serving the...