And though thou mightest feel as if thou art in the slough of
despair, and though there be those things that would make it
as rising from the mud, the mire, the muck of doubt and fear,
yet He may make thee blossom in the beauty of all that is
light and glorious in His ways, if ye will but look to Him.
Lift thine eyes, for His heavens, His earth, His peoples,
declare the glory of the Father in the Son in thine
experience - if ye will but listen.
Make thy will His will. Let His will be thy will - now.
We are through.
Copy to Mrs. [255]
Copy to Ass'n file
BACKGROUND
See
378-45 on
5/25/34 in which EC reasoned with soul of
Mr. [
378] who disappeared from his home on
4/18/34 leaving
a suicide note.
REPORTS
5/29/34 See
378-47.



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