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In his novel Dawn, Elie Wiesel tells the story of Elisha a young Jewish Holocaust survivor who settled in Paris after the war to try to rebuild his life.
I have never had a great memory.
There is disagreement among survivors about whether love remains possible in the shadow of the Holocaust.
I do not understand.
Last Sunday, I suggested in my sermon that in his prayer recorded in John 17, Jesus asks God to keep his followers in touch with the reality of their essential nature as people whose true identity is shaped, not by the external realities of the surface circumstances of life, but by the hidden reality of God’s presence.
Readers who have a special interest in believing that faith in God is an escapist evasion of the harsh realities of life, like to suggest that the Jewish Holocaust survivor Elie Wiesel lost his faith in God during his internment in Auschwitz-Birkenau.
In his essay, “An Evening Guest” Elie Wiesel tells the story of the last Passover he celebrated with his family before his mother, father, and one of his three sisters were murdered in the death camps in Poland in 1944 and 1945.
It probably happens four times on a good day, a dozen on a bad day. I find myself saying to someone, “I just don’t understand…”
After posting this morning’s study of John 6:14,15, I returned to reading Elie Wiesel’s novel The Forgotten.
In A Spacious Place 