The following is from a book by Carl Lawrence entitled, The Church in China, (Bethany House Publishers, 1985): She was only nineteen at the time when her crumpled body was roughly thrown into the dungeon cell. There was no light. All she knew was that it was somewhere underground. The floor was all wet. The smell told her it was human excrement. Rats and vermin were everywhere. There was no bed, so if she was to get any rest, it would be sitting in her own waste and that of others before her. As she sat there on the floor, she felt something warm run down her arm. She grabbed it and for the first time realized she was still bleeding from the beating. Her body began to swell from the beating. Silently, squatting so as little of her body as possible would rest on the floor, she began to thank the Lord that she was worthy to suffer for Him. All she…
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