Woman and Her Saviour in Persia: By a Returned MissionaryLaurie, Thomas
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Woman and Her Saviour in Persia: By a Returned Missionary
Laurie, Thomas
Church of the East -- Missions; Missions -- Iran; Women missionaries
Besides these, the Seminary has sent up other laborers into the same
field. At the monthly concert in Oroomiah, June, 1858, there were
present four graduates, with their husbands, either going there for the
first time, or returning to resume their labors. Guly, the wife of
Yohanan, who had already spent one year in little Jeloo, was now about
to return there with her husband. Nargis, the wife of Khamis, who had
spent the winter laboring alone in the vicinity of Amadia, on the
Turkish side of the mountains, was now with him, going back to Gawar.
Hannah, the wife of Badal, who had sent her husband, three days after
marriage, to his winter's campaign in the same region, was now
accompanying him to the chosen field of his labors; and Eneya, the wife
of Shlemon, his associate, was also expecting to leave in a few days.
By the way of introducing the reader to one of these laborers, we
subjoin a letter from Badal to Miss Fiske, dated December 12th, 1859.
It is a good specimen of Oriental style.
"Writing to you brings to mind many sweet conversations with you.
Dwelling on them, my mind is sad. My sighs rise like the swelling
stream, and almost carry me away, especially when I look at your
garden, where you labored with so much skill to graft in these wild
olive plants, cutting off your sleep with watchings by night, that they
should not be rooted up by the desert wind. Thus you watched them, till
they became as noble forest trees that not even the avalanche can
overturn. Your garden, now, not only gives a shade pleasant to the
traveller, but it yields sweet fruits; clouds rise from it that give us
the early and the latter rain; they empty themselves,--the plain
rejoices, and the barren places become verdant. Yes, the vine that you
planted has budded, and blossomed, and gives of its fruit to every
passer by. Come to us, our beloved, open the door of your garden, that
the traveller may enter in and be refreshed. You have left many
pleasant remembrances in the work of your hands. On every side you have
left a picture for our eyes, and the skilful work of your hands (his
wife), lo, and behold! it is with me. I cannot be silent. My voice
shall be heard as the turtle's; 'Behold, your feet are within my doors,
and your counsels are ever in my family.' The Lord reward you for these
pupils, that you have taught to be patient and persevering, so that
they truly help us in the work of life.
"Beloved, give my love to your friends, and ask them, when they go up
to Shiloh to offer sacrifice, to place me in the censer of their
prayers.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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