nd changes the medicine when he sees the first
does you no good, or that by long use the same medicine has lost its
effect; if the weaker fails, he prescribes you a stronger; you
swallow all, you submit to all, never questioning the skill or
kindness of the physician. God is the only being whom we do not
trust, though He is the only one who is fully competent, both in
will and power, to fulfill all his promises; and who has solemnly
and repeatedly pledged himself to fulfill them in those Scriptures
which we receive as his revealed will.'
[14] See John, chap. ii.; and John, chap. iv.
"Mr. Simpson thanked me for my little sermon, as he called it; but
said, at the same time, that what made my exhortations produce a
powerful effect on his mind was, the patient cheerfulness with which
he was pleased to say I bore my share in our misfortunes. A
submissive behavior, he said, was the best practical illustration of
a real faith. When we had thanked God for our supper, we prayed
together; after which we read the eleventh chapter of the epistle to
the Hebrews. When my husband had finished it, he said, 'Surely, if
God's chief favorites have been martyrs, is not that a sufficient
proof that this world is not a place of happiness, no earthly
prosperity the reward of virtue? Shall we, after reading this
chapter, complain of our petty trials? Shall we not rather be
thankful that our affliction is so light?'
"Next day Mr. Simpson walked out in search of some employment, by
which we might be supported. He got a recommendation to Mr. Thomas,
an opulent farmer and factor, who had large concerns, and wanted a
skillful person to assist him in keeping his accounts. This we
thought a fortunate circumstance, for we found that the salary would
serve to procure us at least all the necessaries of life. The farmer
was so pleased with Mr. Simpson's quickness, regularity, and good
sense, that he offered us, of his own accord, a neat little cottage
of his own, which then happened to be vacant, and told us we should
live rent free, and promised to be a friend to us." "All _does_ seem
for the best now, indeed," interrupted Mrs. Betty. "We shall see,"
said Mrs. Simpson, and thus went on:
"I now became very easy and very happy; and was cheerfully employed
in putting our few things in order, and making every thing look to
the best advantage. My husband, who wrote all day for his employer,
in the evening assisted me in doing up our little garden.
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