Louisa Macdonald Letter to Her Son.

Luisa Macdonald to her son Maurice

From Altoona Pennsylvania February 16, 1873
Six years later Maurice died, Maurice Macdonald 1864-1879

My dearest Maurice, I was very sorry I could not write to you on the 7th of February, my darling, precious little son-you are not forgotten by your father and mother….

People that love each other can't be very far off each other, thought a great sea comes in between them. Love joins us, doesn't it, dear boy? When you are thinking of me you have got me, and when I think about you I know you are mine. I know God gave you to me and so you are mine; and I can think of your dear face and the loving little kiss and the loving little way you have of doing things for me: that brings you quite close to my mind, and then my heart holds you very tight when I get hold of you so!....

But all of your life God will be nearer to you than I can ever be, and He can help you more than Papa or I ever can. You are more His even than mine. We may often mistake you, or be so far away that we cannot look at you just the minute you want something; but God the great Father will never misunderstand you and He is always near you and helps every time you call to HIm. Even when you only wish you could speak to Him, He will help you speak- making you want it. So dear darling Boy, you must take care not to send Him away, but ask Him to come into you more and more...

The Flight Of Shadows

I just finished The Flight of Shadows  by my favorite author George Macdonald. This is a book I found while looking for public domain matrial to load on the new Sony PRS-T1 ereader. I have read a few of Macdonald’s books and enjoyed them but this one which I was unaware existed is the best I have read of his yet! I have included some quotes below.

“No one who loves and chooses a secret can be of the pure in heart that shall see God.”

"Never, my little one, hide anything from those that love you. Never let anything that makes itself a nest in your heart, grow into a secret, for then at once it will begin to eat a hole in it.”

“One thing I am sure of—that, however any good thing came, I did not make it; I can only be glad and thankful that in me it came to the surface, to tell me how beautiful must he be who thought of it, and made it in me. Then surely one is nearer, if not to God himself, yet to the things God loves, in the country than amid ugly houses—things that could not have been invented by God, though he made the man that made them.”

Truly a life changing tale for those who have an abiding faith in the love of Jesus!