The Pilot's Daughter: an account of Elizabeth Cullingham — John Shaqi
The Pilot's Daughter: an account of Elizabeth CullinghamCunningham, Francis
Religion
The Pilot's Daughter: an account of Elizabeth Cullingham
Cunningham, Francis
Christian life; Cullingham, Elizabeth, 1812-1840
Elizabeth and her sister were now thrown on their own resources. Their
father’s house was sold for the benefit of his family. After their
removal, they kept a school. This flourished, and it was a great
benefit, as far as it went, in the parish, being conducted with so much
good order and Christian feeling. But after a time, the noise of the
children became unbearable to Elizabeth, and obliged her sister to give
it up, and to turn to other means of support. Elizabeth’s mind, as
appears from her Journal, was all this time gradually growing in grace.
The habits of their little family were very regular. The two sisters
read three or four verses, and prayed together every morning, in addition
to the usual family prayer with their brother, who lived with them.
Elizabeth’s chief infirmity was a proneness to be hurt by unkindness or
neglect; this she tried to conquer, and through Divine Grace, succeeded
to a great degree. She had always been careful of her money, feeling how
needful it might be to her in her weakly state of health. At the time of
her death she had a small sum in the savings bank; but she was alive to
the snare of covetousness. She used to say, what shall we give? She
subscribed to the Missionary and the Jewish Society, and originated a
little Bible Society collection: but she also felt the duty of denying
herself, that she might save something more for these works of charity.
She was constantly diligent, and during the last winter of her life she
read the Scriptures a great deal, and grew proportionally in grace. She
was regular in her attendance at the different meetings, being generally
accompanied by a friend in somewhat similar circumstances of life, who
was attached to our communion. But nothing more marked her character
than a holy, humble, simple, unpretending walk, carrying about with her,
I may truly say, the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit. She repeatedly
wrote in her Journal during the last year of her life. Her observations
were chiefly founded on sermons which she had heard, and which she
applied to herself. There was not one observation in them of a carping
critical character. But what she received she sought to turn to the best
profit, and to obtain from it growth in grace. Speaking of the sermon of
a young Minister among us, she was struck with his appeal for decision in
religion, on the ground of the uncertainty of life. ‘O,’ she adds, ‘how
he warned and exhorted the young to decide for God, that they might
obtain pardon and peace here, and happiness in the world to come.’ She
concludes her account of another sermon. ‘Help me, O Lord, to watch
always, that I sin not against Thee, and help me so to pray, that the
enemy may flee before me:’ and again, ‘Help me, blessed Lord, to be daily
growing in holiness, humility, and love, that I may feel in every trial,
and temptation, thou art my Rock and Defence.’ As the summary of one
week, she says, ‘I have felt my soul decay in the last week.
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