Thank you, John, and musicians, thank you all for worshiping the Lord with us tonight. And again, we're all on a place of trying to recover from the testimonies that we heard. Our Sunday nights are so remarkable. I used to say this is our miracle service, there's no question about it. The one great miracle that the Lord is performing all the time is the miracle of salvation, transforming lives and what a thrill to hear the testimonies again tonight as we do every Sunday night together.
There is in the city of Los Angeles a rather famous place, certainly well known among our Jewish population, it's called the Simon Wiesenthal Center. I've had the privilege on a number of occasions to participate in the Larry King television program with the rabbi from the Wiesenthal Center, Rabbi Hyer(?), an interesting and gracious man. I've enjoyed getting to know him a little bit.
You might know of the Simon Wiesenthal Center and not know anything about Simon himself. Let me tell you a little bit of his story.
He was a prisoner in the Maudhousen(?) Concentration Camp in Poland...a Jew, of course. One day he was assigned because all the prisoners had certain duties to perform, he was assigned to clean out garbage from a barn in the middle of that concentration camp that had been converted into a hospital which was used to give medical treatment to SS German soldiers who were wounded. Toward evening when he was fulfilling his duties of cleaning out the rubbish in that place, a nurse took him by the hand and led him to a bed where there was lying a young SS trooper. The story goes that the young man was 21 years of age. The biographer says his face was bandaged with puss-soaked rags, eyes tucked somewhere behind the gauze. He grabbed Wiesenthal's hand and clutched it. He said that he had to talk to a Jew. He could not die before he confessed the sins he had committed against helpless Jews, and he had to be forgiven by a Jew before he died....