Helmut H. James, Count von Moltke,
German Lutheran Statesman, executed for opposition to Hitler.
--Our Victory Over the World
Tegel, January 10, 1945
Dear Heart:
First I must tell you that quite evidently the last twenty-four hours of one's life are no different from any others. I I had always imagined that it would come as a shock to say to oneself: "now the sun is setting for the last time for you, now the hour hand will make only two more revolutions before twelve, now you are going to bed for the last time." Nothing of the sort. Perhaps I am a little cracked. For I cannot deny that I am in really high spirits. I only pray to God in heaven to sustain me in this mood, for surely it is easier for the flesh to die in this state. How merciful the Lord has been to me! Even at the risk of sounding hysterical-I am so full of thanks that there is actually no room for anything else. He has guided me so firmly and clearly during these two days. The whole courtroom might have roared, like Herr Freisler [president of the People's Court] himself, and all the walls might have rocked-it would have made no difference to me. it was just was as is written in Isaiah 43:2: "When though passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when though walkest through the fire, though shall not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee." That is to say: upon your soul. When I was called up for my last words, I was in such a frame of mind that I nearly said, "I have only one thing to add to my defense. Take my goods, my honor, my child and wife; the body they may kill; God's truth abideth still, his kingdom is forever." But that would have only made it harder for the others; therefore I said only, "I do not intend to say anything, Herr President."
Therefore I can say only one thing, dear heart. May God be as merciful to you as to me.... I should be saying farewell to you-I can't do it. I should be mourning and regretting the drabness of your everyday life-I can't do it. I should indeed be thinking of the burdens that will now fall upon you-I can't do it. I can say only one thing to you: if you attain to a feeling of supreme security-if the Lord gives you that which, had it not been for this period in our lives and it's conclusion, you would never have had, then I am leaving you a treasure that cannot be confiscated, a treasure compared to which even my life is of small account.
The decisive pronouncement in my trial was: "Count Moltke, Christianity, and we National Soicialists have one thing in common, and one thing only: we claim the whole man." Did he realize what he was saying?...
[God]... permitted me to experience, to an unheard-of depth, the anguish of parting and the fear of death and the terror of hell-so that this to is over and done with. Then he endowed me with faith, hope, and love, all this in a plentitude truly lavish.... And then your husband was selected to be attacked and condemned, as a Protestant, above all for his friendship with Catholics. And thus he stood before Freisler not as a Protestant, not as a landed proprietor, not as a nobleman, not as a Prussian, not as a German-all that was explicitly eliminated... But as a Christian and nothing else.