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My dear May - | My dear dear May - | ||
Well she has gone from your sight leaving a lonesomeness but a blessed thankfulness that you were able to be with her thru it all, | Well she has gone from your sight leaving a lonesomeness but a blessed thankfulness that you were able to be with her thru it all, that she could be in her old home among old friends on those lovely Mts. A ray of light opens up to my dulled vision thru the perusal of Swedenborgs writings making the future more of a reality. A living world, a resting place and also a place where our highest ideals may be realised, Ideals, Ideals the only God we know and love, I've listened to yours. your God, Mine also, only to be conscious of it, makes the light, | ||
that she could be in her old home among old friends on those lovely Mts. A ray of light | |||
of Swedenborgs writings making the future more of a reality. A living world, a resting place and also a place | |||
ideals may be realised, Ideals, Ideals the only God we know and love, I've listened to yours. your God, Mine also, only to be conscious | |||
of it, makes the light, | |||
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6th of July 1927
My dear dear May -
Well she has gone from your sight leaving a lonesomeness but a blessed thankfulness that you were able to be with her thru it all, that she could be in her old home among old friends on those lovely Mts. A ray of light opens up to my dulled vision thru the perusal of Swedenborgs writings making the future more of a reality. A living world, a resting place and also a place where our highest ideals may be realised, Ideals, Ideals the only God we know and love, I've listened to yours. your God, Mine also, only to be conscious of it, makes the light,