Richard Wurmbrand, From Torture to Triumph (Monarch, 1991), p. 5:
A brother who had been terribly tortured by the Communist police
shared the same prison cell with me and told the following incident:
I once saw an impressive scene in a circus. A sharpshooter set out
to demonstrate his skill. In the arena was his wife with a burning
candle on her head. From a distance he shot the candle so that it
fell, leaving his wife unharmed.
Later I asked her, "Were you afraid?" She replied, "Why should I
be? He aimed at the candle, not at me."
I thought about this when I was under torture. Why should I be
afraid of the torturers? They don't beat me. They beat my body. My
'me,' my real being, is Christ. I was seated with him in the
heavenly places. This — my real person — could not be touched by
them.