Hillesum concluded, “For once you have begun to walk with God, you need only keep on walking with God and all of life becomes one long stroll — a marvelous feeling.” I read her words of defiant faith and wonder what I might have written in my private journal as I breathed in ashes from the ovens each day, burnt offerings of a race “chosen” by Hitler. Yes, walking with God makes life one long stroll — but for how many, and how often, is it a marvelous feeling?
