I told her I did not think it best
that she should talk much to him, but be very quiet, pray for him,
be obedient to him, and hope to win him by her chaste conversation
coupled with fear. She received my words well.
"_February 28th._ I talked with Moressa. We hoped, seven or
eight years ago, that she was a Christian; but her husband soon
prevented her attending meeting, and so she remained, till lately
she came to church again. I did not know that one of the sisters in
Christ had prayed regularly with her all this while, but supposed
that she had gone back to her dead forms, and that God moved me to
call her to repentance. But I found her trusting that she had been
set in Christ's breastplate, the light of which can never go out. I
said, 'Do you think you love the Saviour?' 'Yes, as the apple of my
eye.' 'Are you sure that you have not forsaken him in all these
years?' 'I have been very sinful all the time, but do not think I
have taken my hand from Christ.' My heart was now drawn towards her.
I said, 'Moressa, forgive me. I have been an unfaithful shepherd. I
have not once searched for you. I confess my faults.
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