“And I saw it all, still I chose
the cross” – Out of Hiding, song by Steffany Gretzinger
Yes, yes, it’s a great song, but I don’t want it stuck in my head at the moment; I just want to read.
I had been reading The
Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom and I couldn't put it down. (If you plan on reading this book there are some spoilers
on the way, just a heads up!)
“And I saw it all, still I chose
the cross”
There it was again, a line from a song that I listened to
the previous night. It kept playing in my head over and over again as I read
about Corrie’s life in the concentration camp during World War II. At this
point in the book I was in awe of Betsie, Corrie’s sister who went to the camps with her. The way she lived
and loved and extended grace was so much like Jesus it floored me. How could
someone live that way with such unthinkable hatred and cruelty around her?
Then she died.
No. Betsie couldn’t die. She had to survive! She had to make
it out alive! There was so much God was speaking to her. They killed
her. They did.
“And I saw it
all, still I chose the cross”
No. Corrie had to just stand watch as her sister, her kind, gentle sister died. She didn't deserve it! They killed Betsie, they left Corrie alone!
They did, they did, they…
I died for Hitler.
The still small voice that whispered to Betsie in the concentration
camp whispered to me in my living room.
“And I saw it all, still I chose
the cross”
That’s when the tears really started rolling. I listen to
all these sweet songs about how Jesus loves me and died for me and I decided at
some point along the way that Jesus didn't die for the really bad people. (Yeah... It doesn’t
make sense, I know.) What Hitler did was evil; he allowed evil to triumph over
millions. But Jesus still died for him, he told me so. He loved him and hoped
for him and longed for him to come close. Just like he does for you, just like
he does for me. Just like he did for Betsie ten Boom.
Like the lyrics? Click here to check out Staffany Gretzinger's album, The Undoing.
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