What can a Nazi tell us about God?
What do you remember about your dad? I remember that when I was a little kid my Dad would get down on all fours and block the doorway to my room, daring me to try and get by him. I would attempt to climb over him and giggle wildly when he made grunting noises like a pig and snuffled his nose in my shirt.
A 77 year old German man remembers that “he loved his father as any child should.” His dad wanted “to make his own family because he had nothing as a child. He was strict, but he had a very big heart.” A postcard that he received as a teenager while at a boarding school was particularly special to him. His dad wrote, “To my dearest, darling child…I would like to come and see you next weekend, the 14th. Would you be able to see me then? With all my love, father.” (more…)
