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to be won, but keep before you a high
standard and aim to reach it. Many fall
by the way side from weakness of will but
you have this quality to a large degree and
if you but lean on the higher power
and trust the Good Father who loves you
better than you with all your tender love, for your
dear child can bestow upon her, measuring His
love by this, you can comprehend its vastness, its
tenderness, its goodness, and grieve Him not by
indifference. Now you are blest with health love of
dear ones, and may feel strong and self reliant
but it cannot always be thus. We are all destined to
bear sorrows, time, age brings them it has to be. Look
at this life of Mr Stanford and myself. We had youth
health success in our undertakings, and a precious son
with all the choicest gifts of talent and affection given
him. We knew our cup was full and running over.
Look at us now, my heart is so filled with its many aches,
its fears its helplessness to stay the greater calamity that may
come to me. If I did not unburden my heart to my God
I could not go on. Peace comes from Him endurance and
support only sorrowing hearts can know and feel it but I
would have you and dear May go to Him in your youth
and strength and happiness and teach that dear child
to look up and trust Him. We shall see Him face to face
some day. I tried to be cheerful while with you and dear
May but Oh! how heavy my poor heart is, and if I could not
pray if it, prayer, were taken from me I would not know where to
find relieve. Don't forget to ask that my precious husband may
be helped and his days be long and that we may not be separated
long. Ever your true friend Jane L. Stanford
Thursday evening June 9th /92

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