Rand and the MicmacsClark, Jeremiah S. (Jeremiah Simpson)
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Rand and the Micmacs
Clark, Jeremiah S. (Jeremiah Simpson)
Indians of North America -- Canada; Micmac Indians; Rand, Silas Tertius, 1810-1889
Under ordinary circumstances, I must have been anxious and troubled. I
had no money, no salary, almost no food for a large family, and winter
with all its peculiar wants was at hand. Besides all this I was in debt.
When I struck a balance with the society on the old plan last year, my
salary was three hundred dollars in arrears, and I needed all that money
to meet demands against me. It seemed a strange way to get out of debt,
to forgive all one’s debtors. But so I read, as applicable to myself
under the circumstances, the sweet petition taught me in my infancy, and
repeated ever since; but never half believed or understood. I had
determined to look to my Father in Heaven for the means of paying my
honest debts, as well as for the support of my family, and to ensure his
blessing I meant to do everything he required of me, to please Him in
all things. By His grace I determined that no bills for 1865 should be
sent in at the year’s end, and that as many as possible of the former
ones should be paid. But on the day mentioned, Oct. 26th, with all our
other wants, there were debts to be paid. No one was pushing us, but the
honor of God was concerned and our own credit, and the people we owed
ought to have their money. So I entered into my closet, and shut the
door, and prayed to my Father who is in secret, and my Father who seeth
in secret has according to His promise rewarded me openly. For several
hours He seemed to hold me at a distance, but, as in the beautiful
example held up for imitation of the Syro-Phœnician woman, I was enabled
to struggle on and get nearer and nearer to His blessed feet. Then came
triumph, peace, thanksgiving and joy. All the evening the language of my
heart could be best expressed in Psalm 103. “Bless the Lord, O my soul,
and all that is within me, bless His holy name!” I awoke the next
morning in the same tranquil thankful frame of mind. My plans for the
future all opened out distinctly before me while on my knees. Then came
deliverance. The mail that day brought me a letter containing twelve
dollars, greatly needed that very day, and mailed to me the day before,
while I was fasting and praying. In three days after that I had received
money enough to meet all the pressing necessities of the family, and
since that memorable day, without the slightest trouble or anxiety on my
part, without having given even a hint of my necessities to any mortal,
and without having asked even for a public collection, I have
received—nearly all in money—no less than four hundred and three
dollars and eighty-seven cents. I have not been able to pay all old
bills, and meet daily wants. But the amount of debt has been greatly
reduced, and all fear for the future has been removed. Thanks be to God
who heareth prayer, and thanks to the friends who have been prompted to
aid us.
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