One day as Father and I were returning from our walk we found the Grote Markt cordoned off by a double ring of police and soldiers. A truck was parked in front of the fish mart; into the back were climbing men, women, and children, all wearing the yellow star. . . . "Father! Those poor people!" I cried. . . . "Those poor people," Father echoed. But to my surprise I saw that he was looking at the solders now forming into ranks to march away. "I pity the poor Germans, Corrie. They have touched the apple of God's eye.

If all things are possible with God, then all things are possible to him who believes in Him.

Worry is like racing the engine of an automobile without letting in the clutch.

God has plans, not problems for our lives. The life of a Christian is an education for a higher service. God is training you for something.

When He tells us to love our enemies He gives, along with the command, the love itself.

(on forgiveness) Didn't he and I stand together before an all seeing God convicted of the same murder? For I had murdered him with my heart and my tongue.

Love is the strongest force in the world.