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Charles Spurgeon’s Letters-Letter 70

MENTONE, Jan. 12, 1892.

MY DEAR SON CHAR, —

I am truly sorry to hear that you are so ill, but all I can do is to pray our Lord to restore you, and bless you and the dear wife and bairns. It seems so strange that you should be laid by in the middle of so much usefulness; but it is often so. So that you may at least know that you are not put on the shelf because you are useless. Some good reason lies hidden in the Divine bosom. Be of good cheer ….

You can do no more than the Lord enables. When we cannot work we must rest, and we feel an easy conscience about it. May this new evil-cast out the old one, and may you sleep.

Trying weather just now, but I am holding my own. Mr. F. T. been here and Gone.

Receive my love, and that of your dear mother.

Your loving father,

C. H. S.

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