Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
Religion
Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.
Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
Unitarians -- United States -- Biography; Ware, Mary L. (Mary Lovell), 1798-1849
"Ever since I have thought at all on the subject, it has been
my earnest wish to be admitted a member of the Church of
Christ. It is a duty which I cannot but think is of the highest
importance, both as it is fulfilling the last request of one to
whom we owe all we enjoy here or hope for hereafter, and as it
continually reminds us of our obligations to obey his
precepts, tends to make us better, and more worthy our high
calling. If we assume the name of Christians, and obey not
those positive commands of our Saviour which are in the power
of every one who is sincere, how can we expect to receive a
continuance of his favors? Fearing I was too young fully to
comprehend the use and importance of so solemn a rite, I have
delayed saying or doing any thing about it. I have thought much
on it, and summed up all the reasons which appeared to me to
prove it absolutely necessary to our happiness and well-being,
and all the objections that arose in my mind against the
propriety of young persons joining in it. I then read every
book on the subject I could meet with, and found in none of
them half as many objections as I had raised, and very few
arguments in its favor which I had not thought of. Do not think
it has made me think better of myself than I deserve,--far from
it; it made me feel more sensibly my own unworthiness, when
compared with what I continually saw I ought to be. Still, as I
could not give up all thoughts of it, I determined to appeal to
you. Tell me, my dear Miss C., if you should consider it a
violation of the sacredness of the institution, to think I
might with impunity be a member? I am well aware of the
condemnation denounced on those who partake unworthily, and I
tremble to think how liable I shall be to fall into error and
sin, and how much greater will be my responsibility. These
reflections have hitherto prevented my proposing it to my
father or any one, and now almost make me fear I am doing wrong
in writing to you. I am afraid I am presumptuous, and, did I
not view it rather as a means of religion than the end, I
should hardly suppose there were many who could say they were
worthy of it. I cannot think there is any _mystery_ connected
with it, as some are so eager to prove, and its very simplicity
renders it the more interesting and useful, and increases the
obligation to perform it.
"Forgive me, my dear Miss C., if I have said any thing wrong,
and correct me if you see any seeds of vice in me. Recollect I
have been the guardian of myself too long not to have erred
very much in my ideas of every thing; pity, and make me better,
if the task is not too discouraging; and be assured, the purest
love and gratitude of which I am capable will be the sincere
offering of your affectionate young friend,
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