"No pit is so deep that He is not deeper still."

My sister has just finished reading The Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom.  Our conversations about how inspired she was as she read through the book have reminded me of the words of truth Ms. ten Boom always managed to convey.

Having gone through horrific experiences in a Nazi concentration camp during WWII, Corrie ten Boom came away with a certainty of the goodness of God and His presence in our lives.  Even though she endured near starvation, the death of a beloved sister, and witnessed the unspeakable treatment of the women in the camp by the cruel guards, her faith remained strong.  Not that she was not discouraged or near despair at times, but she became convinced that nothing can separate us from God and His love.

The last couple of times we have visited Alan in the hospital, he was back to accusing us of trying to hurt him or confuse him.  We spend a good portion of every hour with him listening to his rants, watching as he walks away from us, only to come back and rant some more.  We are helpless to ease his mind. Toward the end of our visit, he suddenly comes out of his confusion long enough to hug us and tell us he loves us.  When Alan is calm, the best of him is still there.

Years ago, I watched the movie "The Hiding Place."  At the end, Corrie ten Boom herself spoke.  The words she said have stayed with me, and come to me when I need a reminder of the depth of God's love and care.   It came to me today and gave me peace and comfort.  Here's what she said (and this is probably my paraphrase, but I think it is true to the original):

"No pit is so deep that He is not deeper still.  With Jesus, even in our darkest moments, the best remains; and the very best is yet to be."



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  1. DianeDecember 10, 2011 at 6:04 PM

    Oh Debbie, I'm so sorry you and Kenny are having to go through this!

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