Capitolo 78
divides the job that they has so really loved, but anxious so that not he should put
too much trust on the things precious God had given here him for him,
he/she would call a lot of times to her in one day to leave to fall every duty for some
moments that together their would enjoy communion with God. It says Mrs.
Fletcher:--
"We spent a lot of prayer of time in for the fulness of the Spirit, and it was
duct to an action of _abandonment_ (as we called him/it to us) of ours whole
selves in the hands of God, to do or to suffer of anything you/they were arranging
to Him."
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Only a two weeks after the recovery of his/her wife Fletcher was visiting out
his/her people from three in the afternoon up to nine at night, and,
August although it was, he returned with a cold.
The following Sunday that he has almost fainted while reading prayers in the
church. His/her wife pressed above to the desk with a friend or two, and
implores him to leave the service to another. He softly refused; windows
it was open, some flowers brought for refreshing him/it with them dessert
smells, and he was able to climb on the footsteps of the pulpit, where him
preached with power from "excellent _How is lovingkindness of Thy, Or
God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shade of
Wings_ of Thy."
The service of communion that succeeded was a very long one but him
it administered to those that came up to almost two, while breaking the
silence with many verses of hymns and exhortations.
When the service along you/he/she was ended, her Mrs. Fletcher conducted in bed it right,
but the exercise had been too much; he fainted, and the following of two
days placed on a couch and very they slept.
Mrs. Fletcher, very simply but touchingly it tells the history of those
few the last days:--
"In Wednesday, August 10, he told me he had received such
demonstration of the full meaning of the words, '_God is love_,'
what he could not express him/it. 'It the me_ of _fills', he said, 'it