This morning I read this prayer, in the devotional book I am using.
You have made me so rich, oh God, please let me share out Your beauty with open hands. My life has become an uninterrupted dialogue with You, oh God, one great dialogue. Sometimes when I stand in some corner of the camp,
my feet planted on Your earth, my eyes raised toward Your Heaven, tears sometimes run down my face,
tears of deep emotion and gratitude.
At night, too, when I lie in bed and rest in You,
oh God, tears of gratitude run down my face,
and that is my prayer.
In Foster, Richard J.. Year with God: Living Out the Spiritual Disciplines
(Kindle Locations 983-987).
This prayer was written by a woman named Etty Hillesum. This is her "Prayer from Auschwitz."
On September 7, 1943, Etty and her family were deported to Auschwitz. She died there on November 30, 1943. She was twenty-nine years old.
