One day, my friend being a little better, and all things at that time pretty comfortable, my own heart being also drawn with an unusual sweetness toward the Lord, I was walking in the garden,—when looking round me, it appeared as a paradise. I thought how sweet is my situation! I dwell among my own people, a few who love me, and whom I love. The family is getting more and more as I could wish; and as to our circumstances, I can freely trust my God farther than I can see, so that all my care on him is cast, and here I hope to end my days. Immediately a thought presented itself,—But suppose God should call you from this place; and there should be yet some bitter cups for you to drink? I started at the thought; but said, Give me power to say, Thy will be done.
Mary Fletcher — Henry Moore, The Life of Mrs. Mary Fletcher, Consort and Relict of the Rev. John Fletcher, Vicar of Madeley, Salop: Compiled from Her Journal, and Other Authentic Documents (New-York: J. Emory and B. Waugh, 1832), part II, p. 54
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