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I would run away from school and when they asked me to work | I would run away from school and when they asked me to work I used to think it was very hard and that I was obliged to work for the good of the missionaries. But I do not think so now and feel sorry that I did not have better feelings. I think that I feel more grateful. I feel as though we ought to be very thankful indeed to God for his kindness that he sent the good missionaries we should have been ignorant and known nothing. I thank you very much for sending me a good teacher for she has labored very hard indeed ever since she came out to teach us. Last year I was series about my soul but now I do not think so much about it as I did then sometimes I feel that I must have a new heart before I die or I must go to hell and perish forever. Will you please to excuse my bad writing, From your young friend | ||
Mr. Jeremiah | Mr. Jeremiah Evarts Patty Wilson |
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I would run away from school and when they asked me to work I used to think it was very hard and that I was obliged to work for the good of the missionaries. But I do not think so now and feel sorry that I did not have better feelings. I think that I feel more grateful. I feel as though we ought to be very thankful indeed to God for his kindness that he sent the good missionaries we should have been ignorant and known nothing. I thank you very much for sending me a good teacher for she has labored very hard indeed ever since she came out to teach us. Last year I was series about my soul but now I do not think so much about it as I did then sometimes I feel that I must have a new heart before I die or I must go to hell and perish forever. Will you please to excuse my bad writing, From your young friend Mr. Jeremiah Evarts Patty Wilson