When I was 19-years-old I felt that God was calling me to ministry and I had a meeting with a United Church official at was then Church House in Toronto. He was kind and encouraging and gave me a copy of Elie Wiesel's novel Night. Night was autobiographical in many respects. Wiesel, a Jew, was liberated from the Buchenwald concentration camp in 1945 as a 16-year-old. He saw and heard horrors which he described powerfully and even poetically.
Wiesel was willing to address the absence of a loving God in those camps, and was able to wrestle with the demons of doubt in a way that spoke to millions. He was also spoken about forgiveness eloquently. Weisel eventually won the Nobel Peace Prize. He died this weekend at the age of 87.
Here is his response to one question in a New York Times interview from years ago:
Could you tell me something about the importance of faith to you, and a belief in God, and if that’s changed over the years for you—or has it evolved?