On New Year’s Eve 1863, an anxious George W. Lennard sought blessed assurance of his eternal fate. Lennard began the American Civil War as a private in an Indiana regiment and was eventually commissioned lieutenant colonel of the Fifty-Seventh Indiana Volunteer Infantry. He survived some of the most gruesome fighting of the Western Theater, from Shiloh to Stones River to Missionary Ridge. As another year of war dawned, Lennard confessed in a letter home that he dreaded nothing more than the thought of what awaited him after death. He longed for “a clear and well defined hope that all would be well with me in the world to come.” “You will say,” he wrote his wife, “why dont you be a Christian? I say, how can a soldier be a Christian?” He continued: “Read all Christs teaching, and then tell me whether ...