While the doctors and nurses worked feverishly to save the victims of bullets, bombs, and bayonets. Where they could see the wounds, not always able to succeed, but they weren't working blind. For Father Mulcahy it was different he had the task of healing tarnished souls. Souls of those who once believed and now doubted God could allow such misery, would allow them to create such misery. The wounds of the spirit couldn't be seen. The words have faith, God understands were only just words; he couldn't make any of them believe. Leaving the Father wondering could even save one?