"Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth," Nollie quoted. "Keep the door of my lips.' Psalm One hundred Forty-One!" she finished triumphantly.
"All right, what about the radio? I had to lie with my lips to keep that!"
"And yet whatever came from your lips, Corrie, I am sure it was spoken in love!" Father's kindly voice reproached my flushed face.
Love. How did one show it? How could God Himself show truth and love at the same time in a world like this?
By dying. The answer stood out for me sharper and chiller than it ever had before that night: the shape of a Cross etched on the history of the world."
~ Corrie Ten Boom, 'The Hiding Place' [bold emphasis added]