A Small Price to Pay, written by Harvey Yoder, is the biography of Mikhail Khorev. This book is based on interviews that Mr. Yoder had with Mikhail Khorev. It is the story of a young boy who was taught by his father and mother to love God. He grew up to serve God in communist Soviet Union and was imprisoned for his faith.
I found this an inspiring book. I recommend that you read it in small pieces and then meditate and pray over what you have read. This is easier said than done! It is a book that you will want to read from cover to cover! It is worth it to reflect on what you read in order to get the spiritual benefit from this story.
Here is an excerpt from the book:
“Hey, holy man!” It was the man on the top bunk beside me again. I turned my head toward him.
“Come closer.” He was almost whispering. “I have a question for you. What is your name?”
His next question was a strange one. “Who gave you your name?”
“Why, my father and mother.” I puzzled over such a query.
“What were you doing when you were on your knees?”
“I was praying.”
“Who taught you to pray?”
“So your parents gave you your name, huh?”
Again, I answered, “Yes.”
There was a space of silence. The noises from the rest of the inmates were dying down somewhat.
“I wish I had parents who named me!” I could hear despair in the man’s voice.
I did not know how old he was. Perhaps in his late twenties, I guessed.
“They told me I was only eight days old when I was abandoned at the police station. They took me inside and filed a report on me. Since there was no name, they called me Nicolai, after the policeman who found me. That was my first name. In order for me to have a middle name, they named me Petrovich, after another policeman who was there. And for my surname, they decided on November, since that was the month they found me.” He gave a maniacal laugh. “Nicolai Petrovich November.”
Was he mad? His voice had turned grim and menacing.
Twenty-five years old, no parents, named after some stupid policemen who didn’t give a hoot about me.” His voice was no longer quiet. I knew the other men in the bunks were listening to our conversation.
“Now, you tell me, holy man! Why does your God favor some people above others? Why did you have parents who taught you to pray, but me, I had no one to even name me? Is a God like that fair? If there is a God, is he not unfair to let some have a good life and others have a rotten life? Tell me!”
As a Christian, you sometimes get asked hard questions like those from this excerpt. Perhaps this book will help you answer them with wisdom. That is just one example of the spiritual lessons contained in this book. I thank God for the life of Mikhail Khorev. He is still teaching and encouraging believers today.