In my Father’s keeping.

June 5, 2008

I picked up Corrie ten Boom’s The Hiding Place, her life story welded together with an account of the Holocaust from her perspective.

She wrote about certain experiences she had as a child that prepared her, whether in a small way or a great way, for the horrors she would see later in her life as an adult — experiences that would sustain her hope in Christ even when she saw nothing but despair, cruelty, and seemingly God-forsaken people all around her in Holland, in prison, and in the concentration camp.

One experience, a lesson from her godly father, happened when she was 10 or 11 years old . . .

Seated next to Father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked [him about what a certain word meant, a word that I had heard at school that Mother and Tante Jans would not tell me the meaning of].

He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise, he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case from the rack over our heads, and set it on the floor.

“Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?” he said.

I stood up at tugged at it. It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.

“It’s too heavy,” I said.

“Yes,” he said. “And it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It’s the same way, Corrie, with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you.”

And I was satisfied. More than satisfied — wonderfully at peace. There were answers to this and all my hard questions — for now I was content to leave them in my father’s keeping.

And that we would be content to leave our hard questions in our Father’s keeping, too. That it’d be enough to know that He knows.

. . .

I’ll be in San Diego ’til Monday morning. Congratulations Kevin & Mabel, soon to be married!!!


One Response to “In my Father’s keeping.”

  1. garnet Says:

    SAN DIEGO? SO CLOSE TO ME! hahahha
    this is a true post. well.. i guess they always are. otherwise you’d be lying. : )

    thanks tia


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