How can one make a place of death like Auschwitz a place that speaks to the future?
Will those whose desire to live made them cry out until the last minute be heard forever?
It pains me when people say that my brothers and sisters went into the gas chambers “like silent lambs” when in fact I can still hear them praying, imploring the Almighty until the last minute.
That last minute: when they were still hopeful for life.
Surely those who have gone before are inviting us today to learn a lesson of peace from such brutality so that a better tomorrow will shine on our lives and on those of coming generations?
I would like it if this memory that is stamped on my heart could inspire the strength to live and act so that “never again” becomes a reality.
God speaks in us and through us.
He asked Adam, “Where are you? Where have you gone?”
He asked Cain, “What did you do with your brother?”
These two questions from the Almighty dominate and drive my existence.