One morning while planting flowers in my garden, I suddenly began to feel severe discomfort and pain. As I rose, with the full intention of going into our home to pray, these words came to me: “Wait, and love more for every hate, and fear / No ill,—since God is good, and loss is gain” ( Poems , p.
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