Thursday, February 15, 2007


When Betsie and Corrie were harshly pronounced by a Nazi official as "free", given back papers and some of their belongings, and their father's precious things like his watch and ring (because he had died there), instead of being released they were taken to another prison camp without explanation:

"What better way could there be to spend our lives?", said Betsie.
"What are you talking about?", wailed Corrie.
"If people can be taught to hate, they can be taught to love. We must find a way Corrie, no matter how long it takes."

I slowly took in that she was talking about the Nazi guards around us. I saw gray uniforms and visored hats. Betsie saw wounded human beings. I wondered again what kind of person my sister was...what kind of road she followed while I trudged behind with feet of clay.


Sue said...

God, please give me a Betsie-outlook! My heart is so cold toward the lost so much of the time...may Jesus rule instead of the ME ya, K!

kate said...

hey Me Monster, You made me laugh!

ukrainiac said...

It really is amazing that two people -- both Christians, both in the same incredibly difficult time -- see such totally different "things" when they see the guards. I agree wholeheartedly with Sue that we need to ask God to give us His Betsie-outlook!

dawn said...

I needed this reminder today that there is always another better way of looking at something...from God's perspective.

Linda said...

Just want you to know that I enjoy reading your blog. It has been a tough week and reminding me of one of my favorite books, The Hiding Place, has been a comfort to me. The two boys who drowned were our next door neighbors. Please pray for the Robinson family.

I haven't blogged in a while and I might try again...we will see.

Linda B. (Katie's mom)