The Lord Jesus has been the
gardener of our school. He has come down and watered it with
heavenly rain. He has truly fulfilled his promise, 'I will not leave
you orphans; I will come to you.' He said, 'Wait for the promise of
the Father.' We waited for his coming, and he turned himself
quickly, and we had delightful seasons. Our times of prayer were
longed for. We prayed more than we did any thing else. When we
retire from the school room now, in many places two girls are found
praying together. In my village I meet the women together and alone.
I also have precious seasons, praying with a company of girls; and I
have selected two women to pray with and for till they shall be
Christians. I hope that they will choose Christ for their portion.
Some of the women of our village, like Mary, sit at Jesus' feet. One
Christian mother had an only son, and very wicked, who trod the
Sabbath under foot, and was wholly given up to his own pleasure. She
set apart a day for fasting and prayer in his behalf, and soon the
Lord met him in his evil way, and now he is a decided Christian."
But let us leave these general views, and look at this prayerfulness
more in the order of its manifestations.
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