I remember
reading ‘The Hiding Place’ and ‘Tramp for the Lord’ when I was a child and
being impacted by Corrie Ten Boom’s story.
I even wrote her a letter, but later found out that although she was
still alive she was already ill after two strokes and completely paralysed by
that stage. Guess that would explain why
she never wrote back to me.
On Saturday morning we caught a train from Amsterdam to Haarlem. The house is in the centre of Haarlem just a short walk from the station and we arrived just before it opened at 11am. We were in luck, not only was the first tour of the day an English tour but there were also no others in line waiting. So we got a tour all to ourselves!
As we sat
in the lounge above the watch shop surrounded by photos of the Ten Boom family
we heard a little of the family history and it was just such an inspiring
story. To hear how Corrie’s grandfather
had begun a prayer group in that very room almost 100 years before the war to
pray for Jews, to see how God had prepared so far ahead his plans for this
amazing family. Just to know that I was
sat where Corrie and her family had been, and to see the reality of the story I
had known for so many years.
The Ten
Boom family were amazing and God certainly prepared them but in a way he also
prepared the house for the task ahead. The
house was originally two houses which were later put together with a thin windy
staircase down the middle making the house is an interesting mismatch of
levels. Quite useful in the end for
concealing the hiding place as the house’s irregularities means it is hard to
judge what level you are on or where rooms should end. In the
end it was what saved those hidden in the secret room when the police finally
raided the house. The family was
arrested for extra ration cards found under a stair. But the hidden Jews remained in their hiding
place for many days undetected by the Germans, before they were secretly
released by a Dutch policeman and taken to another hiding place.
Going into Corrie’s bedroom you are able to see the hiding place and a hole has been knocked through the false wall showing just how small the hiding place was. Climbing in through the hole in the wall was so much easier than through the bottom of the cupboard like those in hiding had to enter. I had seen photos of the hiding place, and seen how small it was and yet there is nothing like actually standing in it to realise just how small the area was, and that was just with one person in it. Imagine six people for over 47 hours with nothing to eat but crackers and no idea when they would be able to leave. It just doesn’t bear thinking about.
Although we
did many museum tours and packed lots of action into our three days in Amsterdam this visit was,
and still is, my highlight of the trip.
I came out feeling inspired, encouraged and feeling like there was hope
even in the darkest places. As Corrie
and her sister Bessie used to say: “There is no pit so deep that God is not deeper
still”. Quite the testament when you
consider the deep pit they both knew.
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