My heart is so full and yet so broken after witnessing and weeping at the Fountain of Tears, created by Rick Wieneke, who describes this life changing work of art as, “A dialogue of suffering between the Holocaust and the crucifixion.”
How could these two words even be used in the same sentence? Today I understood.
A sculpture of a child in a fetal position, reaching out of the crematorium to grasp the land, had an immense impact on me. How could we, the Jewish people continue to murder our own children through abortion – you’d think we would know better after the Holocaust…
After visiting the House of Prayer that’s under construction near the gate of the concentration camp, we went to our next assignment. We were all in agreement that we didn’t need to enter the actual concentration camp itself, but instead we knew we needed to go elsewhere. Near the Fountain of Tears is the junction of the train tracks where the final selection was made before entering the camp. Adonai instructed us to go to that place and make a selection for Yeshua. “Select Me.”
So in this place of heartbreak and torture as families were once torn apart, some selected for life (if you can call it that) while others were chosen for immediate extermination, we chose LIFE – we chose life in Messiah Yeshua!
Then while taking communion as a team, the realization occurred that many years ago we, the Jewish people made a final selection at a different critical junction in our lives as a people. We were presented with the option of choosing Yeshua or Barabbas – one to be released so he could live while the other was to be exterminated. We selected Barabbas, causing Pilate to ask incredulously, “What evil has He (Yeshua) done?” Then we declared with one voice, “Let His blood be upon us and upon our children!”
And so it was. And the culmination of that critical selection was the Holocaust which produced an immense fountain of tears…
In this place Adonai led me to give the team member from the UK the salt, not knowing she had just asked Adonai for some salt! And I felt led to give a local Polish intercessor the oil.
After taking communion amongst ourselves, we took communion with the land of Poland. The matzah was broken and scattered on the train tracks while the wine was poured out over the bread. The salt was poured out with full repentance by our British friend who repented for breaking the Balfour covenant with the White Paper. The oil was poured out for the healing of the nations of Poland and Israel. Then the land was staked with 1/2 shekelim by two Poles and two Israelis.
One Pole and I staked our half shekel in the same place in the grass near the train tracks, understanding afterwards that we were making a statement that 1/2 plus 1/2 makes a whole! So we declared wholeness and healing over our lands and the Israelis sounded the shofar over this place.
And so began our journey through Poland. What will Adonai do and where will He lead us next? We’re listening and waiting today…