From Corrie Ten Boom’s book “Tramp for the Lord” when she and her sister Betsie were incarcerated in Ravensbruck concentration camp by the Nazi’s:

“Betsie and I walked to the square where roll call was being held in the concentration camp.  It was still early, before dawn.  The head of our barracks was so cruel that she had sent us out into the very cold outdoors a full hour too early.

Betsie’s hand was in mine.  We went to the square by a different way from the rest of our barracks-mates.  We were three as we walked with the Lord and talked with Him.  Betsie spoke.  Then I talked.  Then the Lord spoke.  How?  I don’t know.  But both of us understood.  It was the same Presence I had felt years before in the old cathedral in Haarlem.

The brilliant early morning stars were our only light.  The cold winter air was so clear.  We could faintly see the outlines of the barracks, the crematorium, the gas chamber, and the towers where the guards were standing with loaded machine guns.

“Isn’t this a bit of heaven!” Betsie had said. “And Lord, this is a small foretaste.  One day we will see You face-to-face, but thank You that even now You are giving us the joy of walking and talking with You.”

Heaven in the midst of hell.  Light in the midst of darkness.  What a security! “