United States -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Sources
About the twelfth year of my age, my father being abroad, my mother
reproved me for some misconduct, to which I made an undutiful reply;
and, the next First Day, as I was with my father returning from
meeting, he told me he understood I had behaved amiss to my mother,
and advised me to be more careful in [_the_] future. I knew myself
blameable, and in shame and confusion remained silent. Being thus
awakened to a sense of my wickedness, I felt remorse in my mind, and,
getting home, I retired and prayed to the Lord to forgive me; and do
not remember that I ever, after that, spoke unhandsomely to either of
my parents, however foolish in some other things.
Having attained the age of sixteen years, I began to love wanton
company; and though I was preserved from profane language, or
scandalous conduct, still I perceived a plant in me which produced
much wild grapes; yet my merciful Father forsook me not utterly, but,
at times, through His grace, I was brought seriously to consider my
ways; and the sight of my backslidings affected me with sorrow; but,
for want of rightly attending to the reproofs of instruction, vanity
was added to vanity, and repentance to repentance: upon the whole, my
mind was more and more alienated from the truth, and I hastened toward
destruction. While I meditate on the gulf towards which I travelled,
and reflect on my youthful disobedience, for these things I weep, mine
eyes run down with water.
Advancing in age, the number of my acquaintances increased, and
thereby my way grew more difficult; though I had found comfort in
reading the holy scriptures, and thinking on heavenly things, I was
now estranged therefrom: I knew I was going from the flock of Christ,
and had no resolution to return; hence serious reflections were uneasy
to me, and youthful vanities and diversions my greatest pleasure.
Running in this road I found many like myself; and we associated in
that which is the reverse of true friendship.
But in this swift race it pleased God to visit me with sickness, so
that I doubted of recovering; and then did darkness, horror, and
amazement, with full force, seize me, even when my pain and distress
of body was very great. I thought it would have been better for me
never to have had a being, than to see the day which I now saw. I was
filled with confusion; and in great affliction, both of mind and body,
I lay and bewailed myself. I had not confidence to lift up my cries to
God, Whom I had thus offended; but, in a deep sense of my great folly,
I was humbled before Him; and, at length, that Word which is as a fire
and a hammer, broke and dissolved my rebellious heart, and then my
cries were put up in contrition; and in the multitude of His mercies I
found inward relief, and felt a close engagement, that, if He was
pleased to restore my health, I might walk humbly before Him.
Colonial Problems
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