The Most Perfect Place To Be

During the German/Nazi occupation of Holland in World War II, Corrie Ten Boom and her sister Betsie had one evening of fright.

As the planes of the Germans and British fought overhead, Betsie arose from bed to make tea. Corrie could not sleep and decided to join Betsie for a cup of tea.

They chat and comforted one another throughout the night and when things quieted down, returned to bed.

As Corrie felt in the darkness, she found her pillow. Blood trickled from her finger as she touched something there made of sharp metal. Here is what happened (from The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom):

"I raced down the stairs with the shrapnel shard in my hand. We went back to the dining room and stared at it in the light while Betsie bandaged my hand. 'On your pillow', she kept saying.

'Betsie, if I hadn't heard you in the kitchen---'

"But Betsie put a finger on my mouth. 'Don't say it, Corrie! There are no 'if's' in God's world. And no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety--O, Corrie, let us pray that we may always know it!"

What an amazing thing to say.

May we always know that the center of His will is the perfect place to be and is not dependent upon our surroundings.

Blessings,

Camy