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Her voice was so seasonable and her caution was so good that I could not help but to be pleased with her proposal, as well as satisfied with her fidelity; so I started digging - we all did. We only had sticks and stones with which to do the digging, but we dug for over an hour. In the end, we made little progress. She fell asleep the other two argued about who was to dig where and who had dug the most. They went their separate ways and I was left holding sticks and stones and staring at a sleeping child.
So little do we see before us in the world, and so much reason we have to depend cheerfully on the great Maker of the world, that Providence does not leave us so completely destitute, but that in the worst circumstances, we always have something to be thankful for. Sometimes we are nearer to our deliverance than we imagine - or - we are even brought to our deliverance by the very means which seem to be our destruction.
What do you think?
So little do we see before us in the world, and so much reason we have to depend cheerfully on the great Maker of the world, that Providence does not leave us so completely destitute, but that in the worst circumstances, we always have something to be thankful for. Sometimes we are nearer to our deliverance than we imagine - or - we are even brought to our deliverance by the very means which seem to be our destruction.
What do you think?