“Thank you God for the Fleas”

In the weeks to come, the crowded dormitory was a blessing. The women on camp met there regularly. Scriptures were read. Hymns were sung. Betsy and Corrie couldn’t understand why guards never closed it down.¬†One day, Betsy asked a guard to come into the hut on another matter. She refused. Why?¬†Because the hut was riddled … Continue reading “Thank you God for the Fleas”