As I was going along a country road one day, I saw a woman
going along with a hoe, and behind her was a man with a burden
on his back; and this burden, as we drew closer, we saw to be
the form of a baby. It was wrapt up according to the custom.
They climbed the hill and put the burden on the ground, and the
mother threw herself upon the dead form of the child and cried
out her broken heart, while the father began to dig the grave.
We tried to comfort her the best we could, but her grief seemed
too deep, and she did not understand that Christ was the only
one who could comfort her. The following Sunday I saw in our
meeting one of our women who had been a Christian only about six
months, a woman who had been told by her neighbors that if she
became a Christian a very dangerous spirit would haunt her and
bring calamity to her. She did not falter, but by and by her
only child, a little girl, whom she dearly loved, was taken from
her. This Sunday, as she stood with the tears streaming down her
face, she told how the beautiful little girl had died, but that
she did not grieve so much, because, as she said, “I am going
to meet her there with Jesus.” I could not but think of that
other woman whom I saw heart-broken on the mountain-side just
a few days before.--LULU E. FREY, “Student Volunteer
Movement,” 1906.
(1743)
See DAUGHTER’S ESTIMATED.
=Korean, The, as a Giver=--See GENEROSITY.
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