Beale, Dorothea, 1831-1906; Cheltenham Ladies' College -- History; Teachers -- England -- Biography
‘ ... How I wish some one abler and better than I could help
you now, but as God has given you to me, and something of a
mother’s heart with my children, I must try.
‘First: I would resolve to take some fixed time each day, say
ten minutes on first rising, just to plume one’s feathers for
some short flights above the earth.
‘Secondly: I would think of some of the blessings and thank God
for them.
‘Thirdly: Then I would plead for light; “Show me Thy glory;
but I would ask in humility, being content to wait till the
third or even the fourth watch.” I would ask, “Show me the
Father and it sufficeth; let me know Thy love, if I cannot
bear Thy glory.” And I would utter _the prayer_ not only in
aspiration in spoken words, or only in feeling (which is the
music of prayer), but I would utter it in act, by reading in
a childlike spirit some Scripture—climbing as it were the
Delectable Mountains with the shepherds, and trying to make out
something through their glasses. Ask that same Spirit, which
has taught the spirit of man, and which I believe taught you
specially,—not for your own, but for the Church’s sake, to show
to you spiritual truths.
‘Fourthly: Then I would see if there was some selfishness, some
“Evil Eye” preventing my seeing, and ask deliverance from any
besetting sin.
‘Fifthly: I would ask God to let me offer some sacrifice,
permit me to join with Him, to hold communion with Him in
blessing another, and try to look for some to whom I might give
some cup of refreshment, some way of entering into His joy, and
of crucifying self.
‘Sixthly: I would place myself under such influences as have
lifted the souls of others. I would join in common worship as
much as possible in our prayers here and at Church.
‘Seventhly: I would receive the teaching of Jesus, and through
the bread and wine of earth ask God to feed me with the
Heavenly Manna.
‘Will you, my child, try some of these ways, and not be soon
weary? In _due_ season you will reap, if you faint not.
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