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"Every experience God gives us . . . is the perfect preparation for the future only He can see."--Corrie ten Boom

Corrie ten Boom was a Dutch watchmaker who became a heroine of the Resistance, a survivor of Hitler's concentration camps, and one of the most remarkable evangelists of the twentieth century. In World War II she and her family risked their lives to help Jews and underground workers escape from the Nazis, and for their work they were tested in the infamous Nazi death camps. Only Corrie among her family survived to tell the story of how faith ultimately triumphs over evil.

Here is the riveting account of how Corrie and her family were able to save many of God's chosen people. For 35 years millions have seen that there is no pit so deep that God's love is not deeper still. Now The Hiding Place, repackaged for a new generation of readers, continues to declare that God's love will overcome, heal, and restore.

"A groundbreaking book that shines a clear light on one of the darkest moments of history."--Philip Yancey, author, The Jesus I Never Knew

"Ten Boom's classic is even more relevant to the present hour than at the time of its writing. We . . . need to be inspired afresh by the courage manifested by her family."--Jack W. Hayford, president, International Foursquare Church; chancellor, The King's College and Seminary

"The Hiding Place is a classic that begs revisiting. Corrie ten Boom lived the deeper life with God. Her gripping story of love in action will challenge and inspire you!"--Joyce Meyer, best-selling author and Bible teacher
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Release dateJan 1, 2006
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Corrie ten Boom

The late Corrie ten Boom is the author of Reflections of God’s Glory, Letters from Prison, and In My Father’s House. She also wrote the beloved international bestseller, The Hiding Place. Made into a movie by the same name, The Hiding Place portrays her family’s efforts to hide Jews during the German occupations of The Netherlands during World War II, and of how God sustained Corrie through the atrocities of a concentration camp after she and her family were captured by the Nazis. Upon her release and until her death in1983, Corrie traveled the world, preaching the gospel to the lost and encouraging the church with her message of love, faith, and forgiveness.

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  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    An autobiographical account of how the author and her family helped Jews (and others the Nazis were against) hide and find safe places to live.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    While I was expecting to be moved by this book, as I have been with every holocaust memoir I've read, I wasn't expecting to be as deeply moved as I was. The faith of the ten Boom family, and the way it informs their decisions to do the right thing, regardless of personal risk, is humbling. This is not to say Ms. ten Boom does not have moments of despair -- how could she not given what happened to her, to her family and to her neighbors and those she helped? It is the moments of despair which allow reader to identify with the her and her sister and father.A remarkable book about the light that remains alight even in the darkest of nights.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    As a fellow believer, I found her account of such love in the midst of such evil to be profoundly moving. I feel that she spared her readers some (but certainly not all!) of the grittier details, but that was OK; I was able to extrapolate, younger readers would be spared some of the horror.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    The Hiding Place tells the story of the TenBoom family who were Dutch Christians in Holland during the Second world War and how they committed their lives to protecting God's people- the Jews- from the Nazis. "Me and my family would concider it an honour to die for the Jews" Said Papa TenBoom, and die he would.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Reading this book, I had to ask myself, what is it that makes some people so much stronger than others? And I think that love is the answer. I just finished reading Man's Search for Meaning, and taken with that one, I found myself so impressed by the strength and faith of these people. I was just so inspired.I love to read Corrie Ten Boom. She makes me feel like I can do more, I can be better. Another thing I noticed about this book and about Viktor Frankl's is that neither one of them spent much time feeling sorry for themselves. They just went on with what had to be done.And even after Corrie returned home, having lost her sister and her father, she went ahead with her life, serving others who had lost just as much as she had, but still needed help.I could go on more about this book, but I'm not sure how to put into words what I felt. I know that I did feel that I can handle my challenges. She inspired me to become better myself.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This book is very moving. To read of the faith of these persecuted women is tremendous and to read of the faithfulness of God is powerful. It is also very good reading if you are interested in the internment camps in Nazi Germany.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    A truly inspiring book.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This is a profound book, and one that will not leave you unmoved. I even wrote a poem about it before I finished reading it:Victory Songby Melissa M.May 16, 2010Golden glimpses of the sun,Bits of clouds between the bars.Coughing blood, matted hair,Questions, memories, leaving scars.Making friends with tiny ants,Spilling crumbs to bring them out.Crossing days off on the wall,Wondering what this is all about.Planned by God, even this?Yes, and rejoicing still,Corrie ten Boom lying there,Knowing that this is God's will.Father died--no, was releasedTo Canaan's fairer land above.Jews in hiding did escape,This the outcome of God's love.Will we sing in trials now,Fight the sin and lonely days?Will we bravely others reach,And remember God's holy ways?Lord, we ask for strength and grace,Love for others true and strong,Love for You above all else,And to sing Your victory song!
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    "The Hiding Place" by Corrie Ten Boom is a modern classic of history, inspiration, and Christianity in action. Growing up in a Christian family in Holland Corrie ten Boom has many fascinating stories of romance and service as her sisters and brother get married, as her aunts and mother die, and she herself loses her true love and decides to grow into God's greater love. Corrie becomes the Netherland's first female watch repairer to help her father. She and her sister Betse and Nollie, and brother Willems all are involved in helping Jews as they flee from Nazi Germany into Holland during the 30s. Then the war comes and Holland is conquered. They now help the Jews hide in their own home. They become part of the Dutch underground resistance and their home becomes the center of Jewish hiding places. In 1944, they are caught and imprisoned, transferred from one prison to another and then Corrie and Betse go to Ravensbruck, the German concentration camp. There is much more and it is all inspirational. Corrie does not spare herself, but shows her fears and weaknesses through all the trials she faces. Read this book and be changed.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
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    Corrie ten Boom and her family operated an underground movement in Holland during World War II, providing safe passage to Jews during the German occupation. Corrie's father owned a watch repair business; Corrie and her older sister Betsie remained unmarried and assisted their father in the shop. They were well-known for their kindness and hospitality, so it was natural for neighbors to turn to them for help. As they developed connections with others involved in the movement, their operation increased in scope and required both more sophisticated methods and more caution. A secret room was built in the house to hide the occupants in case of a raid. A buzzer system was installed to alert occupants to a raid or other emergency, and drills were held to ensure people could hide without leaving evidence. Signals were arranged to communicate when it was safe to enter the house. The ten Boom family performed an important ministry during the war, but eventually the authorities became aware of their work and the family was arrested and taken to a political prisoner camp. Corrie and Betsie ten Boom spent nearly a year in a series of prison camps, under appalling conditions. Their deep Christian faith was key to survival. After the war, Corrie set up rehabilitation centers in the Netherlands, lectured about her experience, and taught others based on the Christian Gospels and themes of forgiveness. Corrie ten Boom's faith and ability to forgive are an inspiration; it takes an extraordinary person to survive such a harrowing experience and be able to forgive your persecutors.The Hiding Place was an interesting memoir from a dark time in the history of humankind.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This is the most inspiring book I have ever read.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    I avoided reading Corrie ten Boom for years thinking I wouldn't like it, but it was the best book I read in 2011. Whether or not you are religious, or if religious, Christian, what she and her family did to help so many Jewish and non-Jewish people during WWII, and then her strength & courage after her arrest are inspiring. She was a watchmaker--highly unusual for a woman back then--who had lived a very queit life until she was over 50, and so she's also an inspiration to those of us who are around that age.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I wasn't sure what to expect from this, but I was surprised that I enjoyed it so much. Corrie is a great storyteller and has a great story, and she continued to remind me of a woman who has meant very much to me my whole life.Overall a very good read. I strongly recommend it.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Corrie ten Boom was the youngest child in a family of Haarlem watchmakers. Corrie's brother became a pastor and one of her older sisters married a school teacher. Neither Corrie nor her oldest sister, Betsie, married, and Corrie went into the family business while Betsie took care of the housekeeping after their mother's death. For as long as Corrie could remember, their house had been home to more than just their immediate family. Several of her mother's sisters lived with the family until their deaths, and her father took in several foster children after his own children were grown. It was natural for the Ten Booms to offer hospitality and a place of refuge to Jews and to others who were sought by the Nazis during the German occupation of the Netherlands in World War II. Their home became the nucleus of an underground network that funneled Jews to safety. When the network inevitably became known to the Germans, several family members were arrested, and Corrie and her sister, Betsie, eventually ended up in the concentration camp at Ravensbruck. Their strong Christian faith enabled them to endure much suffering during their imprisonment.This was a re-read for me. Corrie has been one of my heroes since I first read this book as a young adult. What impressed me on the first reading was Corrie's encounter with one of her former guards at Ravensbruck who had come to hear her speak at a church in Germany. He sought her out after the meeting and asked for her forgiveness. This time through, I saw Betsie's influence in this encounter. In the concentration camp, Corrie was moved by the suffering of their fellow prisoners and dedicated herself to ministering to them. Betsie was moved by the spiritual poverty of the guards and other officials, and she dreamed of ministering to them after the war. It would seem that Betsie's dream motivated Corrie to speak of God's forgiveness in German churches in the years following the war.I've learned much more about the war and the Holocaust in the years since I first read this book. There is no question that European Jews were persecuted for their faith, and I'm thankful for every Holocaust memoir that preserves the stories of individuals who suffered in the concentration camps and who witnessed the mass exterminations of Jews. Corrie ten Boom's account is a reminder that it wasn't only Jews who were persecuted by the Nazis. It seems that Christianity wasn't welcome in the camps either. The Ten Booms were arrested when they had gathered for a Bible study in their home. Corrie and Betsie smuggled Bibles into the prison and later into the concentration camp. They held Bible studies and prayer meetings with other prisoners in secret.This time through I was struck by how well-written this book is. The authors take an episodic approach to Corrie's life, and each chapter tells a story. The audio production is outstanding, and the narrator tells Corrie's story as if she had lived it herself. This is a classic of Christian literature that probably hasn't been out of print since its publication. It will also appeal to readers interested in accounts of occupied territories and resistance movements in World War II.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This is a story that I read years ago and than watched the World Wide Pictures movie version. I heard Corrie ten Boom while I was in college challenge students to live for more than themselves and Live for Christ alone. I am always amazed to see how God uses the weak to show His strength. I thank God for this wonderful testimony of grace and mercy.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    thanks to Fowles referencing this in his sermon, I had to reread this classic tale of a time in our history that should never be forgotten.The ending is in my top ten best book endings of all time.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    A wonderful, salt-of-the earth clockmaking family doesn't think twice about saving Jews during the Nazi occupation of their town of Haarlem, Holland. Corrie, Betsie, Willhelm and Nollie were brought up by the ten Booms, positive parents who read and practiced bible teachings. Kind, sweet, generous and caring they often sacrificed to help others. Corrie and Willhelm along with others create and manage an underground system to provide shelter, food and transport for targeted Jews. They save many until an informer changes their lives but not their integrity and character. So glad I discovered and read this gem about true goodness and selflessness. Read this and be moved and inspired.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Corrie ten Boom, a watchmaker and spinster living with her father and sister, began working with the Resistance and taking in Jews during World War 2. This is her story of faith, family, survival, and forgiveness during a terrible time.I read and reread this book as a teenager; I read it so many times I got rid of it thinking I'd never read it again and then bought it years later because I couldn't quite bear not to own it. Looking at it with fresh adult eyes, I found myself with slightly more mixed feelings. The book is preachier than I remembered, and the writing clunkier than it could have been. I would have liked for some of Corrie's story to stand on its own rather than having the lesson spelled out for me. I realized rereading this that there were some experiences she had that I didn't quite get when I was younger, and understood better now with greater knowledge about World War 2. I wished that some historical or political information was spelled out a bit clearer to ground her story more. But as far as inspirational memoirs go, it's still a good read, and I as I read I realized how much some of her statements - about love and forgiveness, for example - had stayed with me and shaped my own views over the years.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    An autobiographical account of how the author and her family helped Jews (and others the Nazis were against) hide and find safe places to live.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    I'm really glad my book club picked this one to read, because otherwise I probably would never have read something shelved in the Christian Inspiration section. Unlike some of the other books I've read in that genre, this one actually was inspiring. I didn't feel like I was being preached at or pressured to think or act a certain way. The story Corrie ten Boom tells about her captivity during World War II was truly moving and well-told.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Wonderful read! Corrie Ten Boom's story of the Holocaust is simultaneously frightening and somehow uplifting at the same time. Her humble, courageous faith is certainly something to be imitated.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    I loved this book. In 2007 Craig and I were fortunate to visit the home in Amsterdam (actually in Haarlem, near Amsterdam) where the story took place.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This was the first book I read that dealt with World War II and the Nazis. Corrie ten Boom grew up in Holland in the house above her father's watch and clock repair store. As she grew she learned compassion and love from her close-knit family. It only seemed natural then that when there were people in trouble, that the ten Booms would help. During World War II, the ten Boom family hid Jewish people in a secret hiding place in their house. Because of their acts of kindness, Corrie and her sister Betsy were sent to a concentration camp. Every time I read this book I am struck by the love and forgiveness that Betsy and her sister had for their captors. I always admire Corrie because she admitted that loving and forgiving was sometimes hard work. My copy is well worn from many readings. It is one of my favorites and I plan to keep it even if it falls apart.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    This book surprised me. I knew it was a great story--the tale of a Dutch woman whose family hid Jewish refugees in the early days of the Second World War, until they were caught and sent first to prison and later to a concentration camp. I had read the book years ago. What surprised me, when I picked the book off from my shelf to read for my daughter's schooling, was just how pleasant it was to read. The Sherrills and Ms. ten Boom have done a great job of presenting the sights and sounds, the people and events that makes up The Hiding Place. It's a suspenseful tale under-girded by a strong sense of faith and compassion.--J.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    A MOST precious book that will challenge your faith, dismay your faith, and hide in your heart for always.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Corrie's telling of her pre-WWII and WWII life is excellent. Completely engrossing narrative, and so different than other war stories I've read (mostly from a soldier's view or from a prisoner's view). Corrie provides a glimpse into what small-ish town Dutch life was like for a typical family, and she does it so well that you actually feel like you know her, and know what she would think and say and do. What a skilled story teller she was!Highly recommend. Audiobook narrator excellent (sorry, forget who narrated, but she was really good).
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This is my second favorite of all time. Thank you to my old carpooler, Victoria for sharing! Such an amazing story of survival, grace, mercy, forgiveness, and love. This story will stay with me for life and has changed me in many wonderful ways. I try to always look at the positive side to everything thanks to Ms. ten Boom and her sister. Warning-the first 1/2 of the book can drag a bit, but the second 1/2 flys by and hits you right between the eyes!
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This is one of those wonderful biographies that you can fall in love with. It was my first real introduction to the horrors of the Holocaust, and the first time I read it, I turned around and read several more times. I was so in awe of the family, the story, the horrors they experienced and everything about it. It's definitely a moving story. Since I first read it over twenty years ago, I have returned every couple years to re-read it. My original copy became so worn, I had to buy another. The Hiding Place is basically divided into two sections--family history and resistance work with a subsection in concentration camps. The family history is incredibly charming. I feel like I know the characters! Each one stands out with his or her own unique personality. You can't help but love them. They are well described and developed as well as admirable. The family home is a quirky character in itself, which is important to their later work.The second half of the book is not so light and cheerful, but it is still inspiring and it is an important story to tell. This family put their own lives in danger to do the right thing--something that is all too rare in society. They shared everything they owned, and lost most of it, but I believe they gained from their experiences with the Jews they harbored.When their resistance work lands them in a concentration camp, Betsy and Corrie's story turns to a story of faith. Although terrible things happen to them, there are also many little miracles that seem much stronger than just coincidence. I am not an incredibly religious person, but the amazing bravery and faith of the ten Boom family awes me every time I read this book. It will always be one of my favorites.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Corrie Ten Boom tells of her family's experiences during the German occupation of Holland during WWII. Captured as the organizer of an underground ring that supplied ration cards and rescued Jews, she was imprisoned, and then sent to Ravensbruck Concentration Camp with one of her sisters.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    "The Hiding Place" by Corrie Ten Boom has to be one of the most moving, faith strengthening, profound books I have ever read!!! Corrie and the Ten Boom family decide to take a stand and hide and help their Jewish friends and neighbors in Nazi occupied Holland. The Ten Boom's build a hiding place within their home and assist in helping hundreds of others in finding safe shelter from the Nazi's, all the while putting them in constant peril. The true story that ensues describes horrors beyond belief. Even when faced with extreme adversity, the Ten Boom's push on insisting on relying upon their incredible faith in their savior, Jesus Christ. The Ten Boom's lived a life of faith that we all wish we had the guts to live! This book was incredible and life changing! Christian or not, this is a book that teaches us beyond just our faith that whatever we face, we must love one another regardless of the person or situation you are faced with, including the people who in the Ten Boom's case, where actually persecuting them!

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The Hiding Place - Corrie ten Boom

"I will never forget the first time I read The Hiding Place. My heart was riveted by the fact that the love of God is the greatest power of them all. Today the truth remains the same, and I pray we are challenged and inspired again by Corrie ten Boom’s powerful story of faith, triumph, and unconditional love."

Darlene Zschech, worship leader and songwriter

One of the most remarkable stories of one of the most remarkable women I’ve known. I recommend it most enthusiastically.

Chuck Colson, founder and chairman, Prison Fellowship

The Hiding Place is a classic that begs revisiting. Corrie ten Boom lived the deeper life with God, exchanging love and forgiveness for hatred and cruelty, trusting God in the midst of fear, horror, and uncertainty. This gripping story of love in action will challenge and inspire you!

Joyce Meyer, best-selling author and Bible teacher

Ten Boom’s classic is even more relevant to the present hour than at the time of its writing. Not only do we need to be inspired afresh by the courage manifested by her family, but we are at another watershed moment in the history of global anti-Semitism, and we need a strong reminder of God’s timeless covenant with His ancient people and of our obligation as believers to stand with them as Corrie’s family did in their generation.

Jack W. Hayford, president, International Foursquare Church; chancellor, The King’s College and Seminary

The Hiding Place is the heart-wrenching, powerfully inspiring story of the triumph of God’s love and forgiveness in the heart of Nazi concentration camp survivor Corrie ten Boom. Beautifully penned by Elizabeth and John Sherrill, it will always sit on the top shelf of Christian classics.

Peter Marshall, author, The Light and the Glory and From Sea to Shining Sea

A groundbreaking book that shines a clear light on one of the darkest moments of history.

Philip Yancey, author of What’s So Amazing About Grace? and The Jesus I Never Knew

In Corrie ten Boom, self was visibly crucified, and her sacrifices and genuine mercies demonstrated themselves to the convictions of men in every nation and tongue. Her disinterest in the spirit of this age convinced even the heathen. She truly manifested the spirit of Christianity.

David Wilkerson, founding pastor, Times Square Church; founder, Teen Challenge

Corrie ten Boom’s spiritual beauty echoes throughout the story of The Hiding Place. Valor, determination, and integrity manifest themselves in her inspiring life and in her courageous actions. She is one of the few who can be described as a true hero.

David Selby, international director, Derek Prince Ministries

Corrie with an early edition of The Hiding Place.

© 1971 and 1984 by Corrie ten Boom

and Elizabeth and John Sherrill

© 2006 by Elizabeth and John Sherrill

Published by Chosen Books

11400 Hampshire Avenue South

Bloomington, Minnesota 55438

www.chosenbooks.com

Chosen Books is a division of

Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan.

www.bakerpublishinggroup.com

Ebook edition created 2011

Ebook corrections 02.27.2019

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—for example, electronic, photocopy, recording—without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.

ISBN 978-1-4412-3288-5

Scripture is taken from the King James Version of the Bible. The ten Boom family read the Bible in Dutch, and later, when Corrie and Betsie read it aloud in Bible studies, they translated it for their audience. The KJV is, therefore, an approximate translation.

Material contained in Since Then is reprinted with permission from Guideposts magazine. Copyright © 1983 by Guideposts Associates, Inc., Carmel, NY 10512.

Contents

Cover    1

Endorsements    2

Title Page    4

Copyright Page    5

Foreword    7

Preface    11

Introduction    15

1. The One Hundredth Birthday Party    17

2. Full Table    32

3. Karel    45

4. The Watch Shop    62

5. Invasion    77

6. The Secret Room    91

7. Eusie    105

8. Storm Clouds Gather    125

9. The Raid    139

10. Scheveningen    151

11. The Lieutenant    171

12. Vught    181

13. Ravensbruck    200

14. The Blue Sweater    218

15. The Three Visions    231

Since Then    249

Appendix    254

Back Cover    272

Foreword

It was the strangest of times.

We wore tie-dyed shirts, listened to Jimi Hendrix, and watched the Vietnam War over TV dinners. Well, not everybody did that. I was not into shirts that made me dizzy, I hated psychedelic music, and I turned the channel whenever the war came on. I had more important things on my mind. Like surviving.

The year 1971 marked four years in a wheelchair for me. Although my diving accident was in the past, the quadriplegia was not. I was still a little shaky living with total and permanent paralysis, plus I was still struggling to understand how God was going to use it for my good. It did not help that the world around me was unraveling at the seams.

Somewhere in the mayhem, a friend gave me a copy of The Hiding Place. The back cover explained that it was about the life of Corrie ten Boom, a survivor of Nazi death camps. I was intrigued. As I said, I was into surviving. Perhaps this gutsy, gray-haired woman wearing a coat like the old raccoon thing in my mother’s closet would have something to say to me.

The first chapter had me hooked. Although Corrie was from a different era, her life reached across the decades. World War II was far different from my own holocaust, but her ability to look straight into the terrifying jaws of a gas-chambered hell and walk out courageously into the sunshine of the other side was—well, just the story I needed to hear.

For years to come, when I would occasionally fall back into my own pit of fear or depression, the Spirit of God would tenderly bring to mind her well-known phrases: There is no pit so deep that God’s love is not deeper still. Only heaven will reveal the top side of God’s tapestry. And, probably the most poignant and powerful of all, simply Jesus is Victor.

You can understand why, when I first met Corrie ten Boom, I was filled with glee. She grasped my shoulder firmly and announced in her thick Dutch accent, Oh, Joni, it will be a grand day when we will dance together in heaven! The image she painted of us skipping down streets of gold left me breathless. I could easily picture the scene of glory and gladness. It made me realize I had survived.

From then on, the years flew. Corrie continued to write books, travel to countless countries, and even oversee the film they made of The Hiding Place. But time was catching up with her, and after several strokes, her tired body finally gave out. When I attended her funeral—a quiet ceremony with testimonies and tulips—I kept thinking of that moment we first met. I smiled to imagine that heaven was applauding and that Jesus was probably explaining to her His choice of strange, dark threads mixed among the gold in the tapestry of which she so often spoke.

That was 1983. The years have continued to march on and, sadly, things are no less crazy. What few seams are holding the planet together are strained and threadbare, like so many people wondering how to survive in a world that even dear Corrie would barely recognize.

I take that back. She would recognize it. And she would know exactly what to do in the face of new wars whispering of global holocausts that threaten the survival of all mankind: she would firmly yet gently point people to the Savior, reminding them that He is still Victor. She would remind us all of the old, old story that Jesus has conquered sin, no matter how ugly and pernicious it gets. And that soon—perhaps sooner than we think—He will finally close the curtain on sin and suffering, hate and holocausts to welcome home His survivors.

One more thing. In the fall of 2004, as I was on a twenty-hour flight to India, the decades finally caught up with me. I was in great pain, sitting on quadriplegic bones that were thin and tired. To pass the hours, and to keep discomfort at bay, I started reading another Corrie book, Life Lessons from the Hiding Place. I got a lump in my throat as I read about her incredible passion to travel the world to share the Gospel of Christ. At the age of 85, Corrie ten Boom was enduring flights like this one . . . and if she could do it, by the grace of God, so can I! It was all the inspiration and encouragement I needed for the grueling journey. Once again Corrie ten Boom had spoken.

Corrie’s story is as current and compelling as ever. This is why I am pleased and happy to commend to you, part of a new generation of readers, this special edition of The Hiding Place. It is for every person whose soul is threadbare and frazzled, and for every individual who must walk into the jaws of his or her own suffering. And if you have gotten this far, it is for you. Go a little further and you will discover what I did so long ago. . . .

If God’s grace could sustain Corrie in that concentration camp, then His grace is sufficient for you. With His help you can survive. And, Corrie would say, you will.

Joni Eareckson Tada

Joni and Friends

Fall 2005

Preface

In May 1968 I spent several days at a retreat center in Darmstadt, Germany. At a time when most Germans preferred not to think about the Holocaust—or even denied outright that it had happened—a group of Lutheran women calling themselves the Sisters of Mary took on themselves the task of repentance for their nation. They assisted Jewish survivors, listened to their stories, and publicized the truth about the Nazi past.

While at the center, I attended an evening service featuring two speakers. The first was a man who had been a prisoner in a concentration camp. He had been brutalized and starved; his father and a brother had died in the camp. The man’s face and body told the story more eloquently than his words: pain-haunted eyes, shaking hands that could not forget.

He was followed at the lectern by a white-haired woman, broad of frame and sensible of shoe, with a face that radiated love, peace, and joy. But the story that these two people related was the same! She, too, had been in a concentration camp, experienced the same savagery, suffered identical losses. The man’s response was easy to understand. But hers?

At the close of the service, I stayed behind to talk with her. Cornelia ten Boom, it was apparent, had found in a concentration camp, as the prophet Isaiah foretold, a hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest . . . the shadow of a great rock in a weary land (Isaiah 32:2).

With my husband, John, I returned to Europe to get to know this amazing woman. Together we visited the crooked little Dutch house, one room wide, where until her fifties she lived the uneventful life of a spinster watchmaker—little dreaming as she cared for her older sister and their elderly father that a world of high adventure and deadly danger lay just around the corner. We went to the garden in southern Holland where young Corrie gave her heart away forever. To the big brick house in Haarlem where Pickwick served real coffee in the middle of the war.

And all the while we had the extraordinary feeling that we were looking not into the past but into the future. As though these people and places were speaking to us not about things that had already happened but about the experiences that lay ahead of us. Already we found ourselves putting into practice what we learned from her about the following:

handling separation

getting along with less

security in the midst of insecurity

forgiveness

how God can use weakness

dealing with difficult people

facing death

loving your enemies

what to do when evil wins

WE COMMENTED TO Corrie about the practicalness of the things she recalled, how her memories seemed to throw a spotlight on problems and decisions we faced here and now. But, she said, this is what the past is for! Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives is the perfect preparation for a future that only He can see.

Every experience, every person. . . . Father, who did the finest watch repairs in Holland and then forgot to send the bill. Mama, whose body became a prison but whose spirit soared free. Betsie, who could make a party out of three potatoes and some twice-used tea leaves. As we looked into the twinkling blue eyes of this undefeatable woman, we wished that these people had been part of our own lives.

And then, of course, we realized that they could be. . . .

Elizabeth Sherrill

Chappaqua, New York

September 2005

Introduction

Anyone who thinks Christianity is boring has not yet been introduced to my friend Corrie ten Boom!

One of the qualities I admired best about this remarkable lady was her zest for adventure. Although she was many years my senior, she traveled tirelessly with me behind the Iron Curtain, meeting with clandestine Christian cell groups in the days when this meant risking prison or deportation.

They’re putting their lives on the line for what they believe, she would say. Why shouldn’t I?

If Corrie were alive today, I have no doubt she would insist on going with me to the current hot spots of persecution. And how she would delight in sharing her radical faith with bold believers like the Christian Motorcycle Association, that wonderful group of men and women who often drive their bikes into poor countries, then give them away to pastors who have no other way to get around.

If you have never met Corrie ten Boom, the best way to enter into a lifetime friendship with her and her Lord is through the pages of this book. As The Hiding Place celebrates its 35th anniversary, a new generation is responding to her ringing challenge: Come with me and step into the greatest adventure you will ever know.

Brother Andrew

founder, Open Doors

author, God’s Smuggler

1

The One Hundredth Birthday Party

I jumped out of bed that morning with one question in my mind—sun or fog? Usually it was fog in January in Holland, dank, chill, and gray. But occasionally—on a rare and magic day—a white winter sun broke through. I leaned as far as I could from the single window in my bedroom; it was always hard to see the sky from the Beje. Blank brick walls looked back at me, the backs of other ancient buildings in this crowded center of old Haarlem. But up there where my neck craned to see, above the crazy roofs and crooked chimneys, was a square of pale pearl sky. It was going to be a sunny day for the party!

I attempted a little waltz as I took my new dress from the tipsy old wardrobe against the wall. Father’s bedroom was directly under mine but at seventy-seven he slept soundly. That was one advantage to growing old, I thought, as I worked my arms into the sleeves and surveyed the effect in the mirror on the wardrobe door. Although some Dutch women in 1937 were wearing their skirts knee-length, mine was still a cautious three inches above my shoes.

You’re not growing younger yourself, I reminded my reflection. Maybe it was the new dress that made me look more critically at myself than usual: 45 years old, unmarried, waistline long since vanished.

My sister Betsie, though seven years older than I, still had that slender grace that made people turn and look after her in the street. Heaven knows it wasn’t her clothes; our little watch shop had never made much money. But when Betsie put on a dress something wonderful happened to it.

On me—until Betsie caught up with them—hems sagged, stockings tore, and collars twisted. But today, I thought, standing back from the mirror as far as I could in the small room, the effect of dark maroon was very smart.

Far below me down on the street, the doorbell rang. Callers? Before 7:00 in the morning? I opened my bedroom door and plunged down the steep twisting stairway. These stairs were an afterthought in this curious old house. Actually it was two houses. The one in front was a typical tiny old-Haarlem structure, three stories high, two rooms deep, and only one room wide. At some unknown point in its long history, its rear wall had been knocked through to join it with the even thinner, steeper house in back of it—which had only three rooms, one on top of the other—and this narrow corkscrew staircase squeezed between the two.

Quick as I was, Betsie was at the door ahead of me. An enormous spray of flowers filled the doorway. As Betsie took them, a small delivery boy appeared. Nice day for the party, Miss, he said, trying to peer past the flowers as though coffee and cake might already be set out. He would be coming to the party later, as indeed, it seemed, would all of Haarlem.

Betsie and I searched the bouquet for the card. Pickwick! we shouted together.

Pickwick was an enormously wealthy customer who not only bought the very finest watches but often came upstairs to the family part of the house above the shop. His real name was Herman Sluring; Pickwick was the name Betsie and I used between ourselves because he looked so incredibly like the illustrator’s drawing in our copy of Dickens. Herman Sluring was without doubt the ugliest man in Haarlem. Short, immensely fat, head bald as a Holland cheese, he was so wall-eyed that you were never quite sure whether he was looking at you or someone else—and as kind and generous as he was fearsome to look at.

The flowers had come to the side door, the door the family used, opening onto a tiny alleyway, and Betsie and I carried them from the little hall into the shop. First was the workroom where watches and clocks were repaired. There was the high bench over which Father had bent for so many years, doing the delicate, painstaking work that was known as the finest in Holland. And there in the center of the room was my bench, and next to mine Hans the apprentice’s, and against the wall old Christoffels’.

Beyond the workroom was the customers’ part of the shop with its glass case full of watches. All the wall clocks were striking 7:00 as Betsie and I carried the flowers in and looked for the most artistic spot to put them. Ever since childhood I had loved to step into this room where a hundred ticking voices welcomed me. It was still dark inside because the shutters had not been drawn back from the windows on the street. I unlocked the street door and stepped out into the Barteljorisstraat. The other shops up and down the narrow street were shuttered and silent: the optician’s next door, the dress shop, the baker’s, Weil’s Furriers across the street.

I folded back our shutters and stood for a minute admiring the window display that Betsie and I had at last agreed upon. This window was always a great source of debate between us, I wanting to display as much of our stock as could be squeezed onto the shelf, and Betsie maintaining that two or three beautiful watches, with perhaps a piece of silk or satin swirled beneath, was more elegant and more inviting. But this time the window satisfied us both: it held a collection of clocks and pocketwatches all at least a hundred years old, borrowed for the occasion from friends and antique dealers all over the city. For today was the shop’s one hundredth birthday. It was on this day in January 1837 that Father’s father had placed in this window a sign: TEN BOOM. WATCHES.

For the last ten minutes, with a heavenly disregard for the precisions of passing time, the church bells of Haarlem had been pealing out 7:00 and now half a block away in the town square, the great bell of St. Bavo’s solemnly donged seven times. I lingered in the street to count them, though it was cold in the January dawn. Of course everyone in Haarlem had radios now, but I could remember when the life of the city had run on St. Bavo time, and only trainmen and others who needed to know the exact hour had come here to read the astronomical clock. Father would take the train to Amsterdam each week to bring back the time from the Naval Observatory and it was a source of pride to him that the astronomical clock was never more than two seconds off in the seven days. There it stood now, as I stepped back into the shop, still tall and gleaming on its concrete block, but shorn now of eminence.

The doorbell on the alley was ringing again; more flowers. So it went for an hour, large bouquets and small ones, elaborate set pieces and home-grown plants in clay pots. For although the party was for the shop, the affection of the city was for Father. Haarlem’s Grand Old Man they called him and they were setting about to prove it. When the shop and the workroom would not hold another bouquet, Betsie and I started carrying them upstairs to the two rooms above the shop. Though it was twenty years since her death, these were still Tante Jans’s rooms. Tante Jans was Mother’s older sister and her presence lingered in the massive dark furniture she had left behind her. Betsie set down a pot of greenhouse-grown tulips and stepped back with a little cry of pleasure.

Corrie, just look how much brighter!

Poor Betsie. The Beje was so closed in by the houses around that the window plants she started each spring never grew tall enough to bloom.

At 7:45 Hans, the apprentice, arrived and at 8:00 Toos, our saleslady-bookkeeper. Toos was a sour-faced, scowling individual whose ill-temper had made it impossible for her to keep a job until—ten years ago—she had come to work for Father. Father’s gentle courtesy had disarmed and mellowed her and, though she would have died sooner than admit it, she loved him as fiercely as she disliked the rest of the world. We left Hans and Toos to answer the doorbell and went upstairs to get breakfast.

Only three places at the table, I thought, as I set out the plates. The dining room was in the house at the rear, five steps higher than the shop but lower than Tante Jans’s rooms. To me this room with its single window looking into the alley was the heart of the home. This table, with a blanket thrown over it, had made me a tent or a pirate’s cove when I was small. I’d done my homework here as a schoolchild. Here Mama read aloud from Dickens on winter evenings while the coal whistled in the brick hearth and cast a red glow over the tile proclaiming, Jesus is Victor.

We used only a corner of the table now, Father, Betsie, and I, but to me the rest of the family was always there. There was Mama’s chair, and the three aunts’ places over there (not only Tante Jans but Mama’s other two sisters had also lived with us). Next to me had sat my other sister, Nollie, and Willem, the only boy in the family, there beside Father.

Casper was an expert watchmaker for more than sixty years.

Nollie and Willem had had homes of their own many years now, and Mama and the aunts were dead, but still I seemed to see them here. Of course their chairs hadn’t stayed empty long. Father could never bear a house without children, and whenever he heard of a child in need of a home a new face would appear at the table. Somehow, out of his watch shop that never made money, he fed and dressed and cared for eleven more children after his own four were grown. But now these, too, had grown up and married or gone off to work, and so I laid three plates on the table.

Betsie brought the coffee in from the tiny kitchen, which was little more than a closet off the dining room, and took bread from the drawer in the sideboard. She was setting them on the table when we heard Father’s step coming down the staircase. He went a little slowly now on the winding stairs; but still as punctual as one of his own watches, he entered the dining room, as he had every morning since I could remember, at 8:10.

Father! I said kissing him and savoring the aroma of cigars that always clung to his long beard, a sunny day for the party!

Father’s hair and beard were now as white as the best tablecloth Betsie had laid for this special day. But his blue eyes behind the thick round spectacles were as mild and merry as ever, and he gazed from one of us to the other with frank delight.

Corrie, dear! My dear Betsie! How gay and lovely you both look!

He bowed his head as he sat down, said the blessing over bread, and then went on eagerly, Your mother—how she would have loved these new styles and seeing you both looking so pretty!

Betsie and I looked hard into our coffee to keep from laughing. These new styles were the despair of our young nieces, who were always trying to get us into brighter colors, shorter skirts, and lower necklines. But conservative though we were, it was true that Mama had never had anything even as bright as my deep maroon dress or Betsie’s dark blue one. In Mama’s day married women—and unmarried ones of a certain age—wore black from the chin to the ground. I had never seen Mama and the aunts in any other color.

How Mama would have loved everything about today! Betsie said. Remember how she loved ‘occasions’?

Mama could have coffee on the stove and a cake in the oven as fast as most people could say, best wishes. And since she knew almost everyone in Haarlem, especially the poor, sick, and neglected, there was almost no day in the year that was not for somebody, as she would say with eyes shining, a very special occasion!

And so we sat over our coffee, as one should on anniversaries, and looked back—back to the time when Mama was alive, and beyond. Back to the time when Father

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