I started The Hiding Place last night.
Three pages into it Corrie ten Boom had already blown my mind at least five times.
Such faith! Such wisdom.
I resumed my reading after everyone else went to sleep.
Although I was alone in my living room reading until 3:00 AM, it felt like Corrie and her family and friends were right here with me recounting their experiences in person. I found myself uttering my replies aloud, "Amazing...Incredible...Wonderful...Yes!" (Bastian from Never-Ending Story had nothing on me last night!)
I have been completely engrossed in all three books that I have read so far this month.
I know that I was meant to read these books in sequence. They represent quite a body of proof that God cares about our lives, that beauty shines through ugliness, that when we put our hand in His, we can face the darkness of this world and come out triumphant, that Love is more powerful than hate, that meekness is not weakness.
One would think that I wasn't throwing a birthday party in three days.
I guess I should go wash my hair now.