The remembrance of my dear friend is at times
attended with feelings most painful, and yet, when I consider
why he is gone, and Whom he is serving, every burden is removed,
and I rejoice on his account, and rejoice that the Lord has such
a faithful servant employed in the work. Oh, may I find grace
triumphant over every feeling of my heart. Come, Lord Jesus, and
dwell with me.
_August 12._--Passed a sweet, peaceful day, enjoying much of His
presence whose favour giveth life, and joy, and peace. Visited
several of the poor near me, and found ability to speak freely
and feelingly to them of the state of their souls. My dear
absent friend is constantly remembered by me, but I find not his
remembrance a hindrance to my soul in following after God--no,
rather does it stimulate me in my course. Thus hath the Lord
answered my prayers, as it respects myself, that our regard
might be a sanctified one. Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, for
ever! praise Him in cheerful lays from day to day, and hope
eternally to do so.
_August 13._--Awoke early and had a happy season. Visited a poor
old man in great poverty, whose mind seemed disposed to receive
instruction, and in some measure enlightened to know his sinful
state and need of Christ; I found it a good time whilst with
him. This evening my spirits are depressed; my absent friend is
present to my remembrance, possessing more than common
sensibility and affection. What must his sufferings be? but God
is sufficient for him. He that careth for the falling sparrow
will not forget him--this is my never-failing source of
consolation.
_August 15._--My soul has been cold in duties to-day. Oh, for
the spirit of devotion! Great are the things God has wrought for
me; oh, let these great things suitably impress my soul. I have
had many painful reflections to-day respecting my absent friend,
fearing whether I may not be the occasion of much sorrow to him
and possibly of hindering him in the work. I could not do such
violence to my feelings as to treat him with reserve and
distance, yet, in his circumstances, I think I ought to. O Lord,
if in this I have offended, forgive me, and oh, do away from his
mind every improper remembrance of me. Help me to cast my cares
on Thee to-night, and help me with peace.
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