The Hiding Place

by Corrie ten Boom

Childhood scenes rushed back at me out of the night, strangely close and urgent. Today I know that such memories are the key not to the past, but to the future. I know that the experiences of our lives, when we let God use them, become the mysterious and perfect preparation for the work He will give us to do.

But I earnestly believed—and all the books agreed—that I would look beautiful to the man who loved me.