To E. M., April 1856.
Ever dear,
I am sorry that you are on the sinking sands of unbelief—but there is Rock
at the bottom, and you will sensibly feel it again before long. "He is my
Sun, although He refrains from shining."
"Though for a moment He depart,
I dwell forever on His heart;
Forever He on mine."
"Therefore cast not away your confidence, which has great
recompense of reward," for "the just shall live by faith," but we die by
unbelief. Oh! give Him the glory due unto His name, and "give not place to
the devil," but "resist him and he will flee from you." Resist him by flying
afresh for refuge to the Cross and Blood of Jesus; for even though all the
past had been fleshly excitement and delusion, He is still "able to save to
the uttermost all that come unto God by Him." Therefore, "Unto whom coming,"
even as that Syro-Phoenician of old: and though, for a while, "He answered
her never a word," yet did she follow after Him, crying, "Lord, help me,"
and at length came the wondrous answer, "O woman, great is your faith; be it
unto you even as you will." May the trial of your faith, being much more
precious than of gold that perishes, though it be tried with fire, be found
unto praise, and honor and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ, "even
though now for a season, you are in heaviness through manifold temptations."
With much warm love, your ever affectionate,
Ruth.
"For You have been a stronghold for the poor, a
stronghold for the humble person in his distress, a refuge from the rain, a
shade from the heat." Isaiah 25:4
"There is no one like the God of Israel. He rides across
the heavens to help you, across the skies in majestic splendor. The eternal
God is your refuge, and his everlasting arms are under you." Deuteronomy
33:26-27