I was number 66,730 in the
concentration camp. One day I was called out at roll call and placed as number
one in the row. Why did they call me? Could it be that I was to die that day?
Next to me was a Dutch girl. I
stood there with her for a long time and I thought, "This is perhaps the
last person to whom I can bring the Gospel, for in a short while they will kill
me." We had a long talk, and I showed her the whole way of salvation.
Making
the most of the time, because the days are evil.
Ephesians
5:16
Make and keep us faithful to
Your work, Lord, no matter what our circumstances are.
