I did not understand the “why” of suffering except that of my own suffering in this place.… As far as I myself was concerned, I had here received the blessing of a better understanding of the suffering of the Lord Jesus, and consequently a deeper appreciation of his great love. I was learning under all circumstances not to rely on my own strength, but as a child to talk over everything with him who is in all things the conqueror. I saw more clearly my own insignificance and his greatness, and felt myself purified and growing stronger. The “why” of my own suffering was no problem to me. But all the other suffering, which was so much worse! I knew that Ravensbrück was only one of very many concentration camps, and that there was limitless suffering in the bombarded cities, on the battlefields, and in the occupied countries. I knew that judgments were in the earth more terrible than ever before in human history.

A concentration camp prisoner turns to prayer.