"
"John, I went to the oak-wood early this morning. I carried with me all
my sins and troubles, and as I thought of them my heart was nearly
broken and I wept till I could weep no longer. Then a passionate longing
to pray urged me to tell God everything, and He heard me and pitied and
forgave me. He called me by name and comforted me, and I was so happy! I
knew not whether I was in this world or in Paradise; every green thing
was lovelier, every blue thing was bluer, there was a golden glory in my
heart and over all the earth, and I knew not that I had walked home till
I was there. John, dear John! You understand?"
"My darling! You make me as happy as yourself."
"Happy! John, I shall always make you happy now. I shall never grieve or
sadden or disappoint you again. Never once again! O my love! O my dear
good husband! Love me as only you can love me. Forgive me, John, as God
has forgiven me! Make me happy in your love as God has made life
glorious to me with His love!"
And for some moments John could not speak.
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