A man from Australia sent me a translation he once did of the story of his father’s life—and death. I just read it.
His father, Dr. Kornelis Sietsma, was a preacher in the Netherlands during the Second World War. On 1 February, 1942, he preached a sermon at his church in Amsterdam, then directed the congregation to take an offering, as designated, for a mission to the Jews. He’d been warned—as had others—that there would be Nazi collaborators in the audience, and there were.
On the 2 February, 1942, Dr. Sietsma was arrested. He never returned to his family or church, and died, some time later, in Dachau.
This morning, so many years later, having just now read that World War II story, I’m thankful once again for all of those who risk their lives for the Whole Truth, and how much their sacrifice means for the rest of us.