From Hitler's Wolves to Christ's Lambs
They walked to the gallows together, pastor and penitent. Each step up took them closer to the fall—the abbreviated, fatal fall to come. As the criminal stood above the trapdoor that, moments later, would open to rope him into eternity, an officer asked him if he had any final words. "I place all my confidence in the Lamb who made atonement for my sins," he said. "May God have mercy on my soul."
Then, turning toward the man who had been the shepherd of his soul during his incarceration—the man who had been his confessor, his preacher, and the one from whose hand he had received the body and blood of Jesus in the Lord's Supper, he said, "I'll see you again." Then noosed, hooded in black, and legs tied, he dropped out of this world into another.
