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as far as health permits in fact lives a strata or two above the earth. Another friend of mine, doesn't seem to have any creed unless it is to doubt every thing. She used to belong to a Baptist Church but thinks now that Gerrit Smith's Religion of Reason is about as near right as any thing. It is pleasant to have such a variety in ones friends, but it's a little puzzling. I'll confess that there is much in this world that is worth seeking for, and that my heart covets.. To give these things just enough time just enough thought just enough of | as far as health permits in fact lives a strata or two above the earth. Another friend of mine, doesn't seem to have any creed unless it is to doubt every thing. She used to belong to a Baptist Church but thinks now that Gerrit Smith's Religion of Reason is about as near right as any thing. It is pleasant to have such a variety in ones friends, but it's a little puzzling. I'll confess that there is much in this world that is worth seeking for, and that my heart covets.. To give these things just enough time just enough thought just enough of ones heart and not too much, is not easy. The brightest and best of this earth cannot fill ones heart Jesus only can. [[I think]] I feel something like Bunyan's [[Pilgrims]] when they passed through [[Vanity]] Fair, though I am afraid I have [[not]] their steadiness of purpose. | ||
Do you ever feel this pulled about such reaching after two things, which you are not sure you can possess at once? Can't one be just as selfish in cultivating their mental powers, in gratifying taste and feeling, as in gratifying the animal nature? I believe all good things can become snares to me, and just how I am afraid of everything. | |||
I've been looking over this letter, I don't know as there is any thing in it, but I hope it will say to you that you | |||
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Latest revision as of 17:49, 31 January 2021
as far as health permits in fact lives a strata or two above the earth. Another friend of mine, doesn't seem to have any creed unless it is to doubt every thing. She used to belong to a Baptist Church but thinks now that Gerrit Smith's Religion of Reason is about as near right as any thing. It is pleasant to have such a variety in ones friends, but it's a little puzzling. I'll confess that there is much in this world that is worth seeking for, and that my heart covets.. To give these things just enough time just enough thought just enough of ones heart and not too much, is not easy. The brightest and best of this earth cannot fill ones heart Jesus only can. I think I feel something like Bunyan's Pilgrims when they passed through Vanity Fair, though I am afraid I have not their steadiness of purpose.
Do you ever feel this pulled about such reaching after two things, which you are not sure you can possess at once? Can't one be just as selfish in cultivating their mental powers, in gratifying taste and feeling, as in gratifying the animal nature? I believe all good things can become snares to me, and just how I am afraid of everything.
I've been looking over this letter, I don't know as there is any thing in it, but I hope it will say to you that you
A piece of the envelope is stuck to this page, covering some words.