Author and friend Reiner Lomb once shared a story about how surprising – and kind – the human heart can be.
Toward the end of World War 2, on Good Friday, some of his ancestors were expecting their tiny village to be overrun at any moment by U.S. soldiers. The German troops were retreating, and my friend’s family members, six adults and two children, were trying to decide whether they should stay put or hide in hills above the village.
In a previous war, their village had been wiped out in a similar situation, with every single person killed, so they were quite fearful.
They also had a family member who was a prisoner of war overseas, one with whom they would later be reunited, and who would become my friend’s father.
All they wanted to do was to be…
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