Easy to be a Christian soldier behind a keyboard.
I have always been an adrenaline junky and always loved risk and life threatening experiences, but once I was to be killed by a gang in Mexico and there was nothing that I could do about it, six young killers were waiting outside to kill me with knives when I left, while two older professional killers were inside with me and the boss, as he and I discussed things.
It was entirely different from other types of danger, there was no adrenaline no excitement, it was just flat, hopeless, and helpless, the emotional drain is amazing, as in your head you explore every avenue (of which there is almost zero) and instantly run into dead ends, there is no rush to enjoy, no adventure in the making, and no exciting death to face, it is just emotionally flat, like a sadness.
What I went through only lasted for hours, but this guy is living it, although I have had a microscopic taste of what he is experiencing, I don’t stand a snowball’s chance of being able to know what he is enduring internally and how that is shaping and controlling his thoughts and emotions as the draining months roll on, nor does anyone else on this thread.
People should also realize that there is no reason to think that Christianity has any meaning for this guy, so all this talk about what they would do, or hope that they COULD do, night have zero relevance for this individual’s story.