_May 9._--Oh, what great troubles and adversities hast Thou
showed me, and yet Thou didst turn again and refresh me! The
whole of this day has been a dark and exceedingly gloomy season,
my mind tossed to and fro like the tempestuous sea. I think the
chief cause of my distress arises from a dread of dishonouring
the name of the Lord, by appearing to have acted deceitfully in
the eyes of my family, and some pride is at the bottom of this
(I like not to be thought ill of), and also pain for the
disappointment my dear friend will soon know. His situation
grieves me infinitely more than my own. I think, for myself, I
want nothing more than I find in Thy presence.
_May 20._--My chief concern now is lest I should have given too
much reason for my dear friend's hoping I might yet be prevailed
on to attend to his request, and I feel the restraint stronger
than ever, that, having before promised, I am not free to marry.
I paint the scene of his return, and, whichever way I take,
nothing but misery and guilt seems to await me. Yet oh, I will
continue to pray, 'Heal me, and I shall be healed; save me, and
I shall be saved.' Thou art my strength and hope, O Lord; though
shame is my portion among men. Thou who knowest my heart, Thou
wilt not in this condemn me, for oh, Thou knowest these
consequences of my regard for Thy dear saint were not intended
by me, and that first, when I regarded him otherwise than as a
Christian brother, I believed myself free to do so, imagining
him I first loved united to another. When I consider this
circumstance my mind is relieved of a heavy burden, and yet I
must lament the evils that have flown from this mistake. My
thoughts have been called since Sunday into the eternal world by
the sudden death of a very kind friend, H.C. I have found this
event, though the cause of pain, very useful to me at this time.
_May 22._--The way Satan takes is made plain to me, and I must
resist him in the first pleasing ideas arising from the
remembrance of true affection in my dear and ever-esteemed
friend. When I yield to these, I am presently lost to all sober
thoughts, and plunged soon in the deepest sorrow for the
distress it has brought on him; then my conduct towards him and
every part of my family is painted in the most horrid colours,
till I am nearly distracted. Thus has Satan over and over
oppressed me, and relief been afforded my fainting soul through
the help of a superior power even than Satan. I must watch and
pray, for thus the Lord will bruise Satan under my feet.
_August 6._--This season recalls a dear friend to my
remembrance. Oh, may he occupy no more of my thoughts and
affections than is consistent with the will of God, and pleasing
in His sight. May these resignations be manifested by us both.
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