Oh, where was
assurance, where was certainty about anything! How was she ever to
know? What if the thing she came to know for certain should be--a
God she could not love!
The next day was Sunday. Davie and his tutor overtook her going home
from church. It came as of itself to her lips, and she said,
"Mr. Grant, how are we to know what God is like?"
"'Philip saith unto him, Lord, show us the Father and it sufficeth
us. Jesus saith unto him, Have I been so long time with you, and yet
hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath seen me hath seen the
father, and how sayest thou then, Show us the father?'"
Thus answered Donal, without a word of his own, and though the three
walked side by side, it was ten minutes before another was spoken.
Then at last said Arctura,
"If I could but see Christ!"
"It is not necessary to see him to know what he is like. You can
read what those who knew him said he was like; that is the first
step to understanding him, which is the true seeing; the second is,
doing what he tells you: when you understand him--there is your
God!"
>From that day Arctura's search took a new departure. It is strange
how often one may hear a thing, yet never have really heard it! The
heart can hear only what it is capable of hearing; therefore "the
times of this ignorance God winked at;" but alas for him who will
not hear what he is capable of hearing!
His failure to get word or even sight of Eppy, together with some
uneasiness at the condition in which her grandfather continued,
induced lord Forgue to accept the invitation--which his father had
taken pains to have sent him--to spend three weeks or a month with a
relative in the north of England.
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