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WESTIN, JiREV FRÅN C. O. ROSENIUS 249
24I
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Stockholm, September x6th, 1851.1
Dear and Reverend Sir,—It is now nearly three months since I
last wrote to you, I therefore hasten to impart to you some intelligence
touching our position here. My first remark is, that the work of our
Lord has gone on evenly, without any peculiar changes. As to myself
and my sphere of action, I have, during the last two months, been
living in the country, two Swedish miles from the capital, and in this
place also have tried to kindle the holy fire among the people living
around me in great spiritual darkness. Thank God, it has not been in
vain; some have begun to inquire after the truth.
In Stockholm, which I have visited every week, the work of the
Lord seems to be blessed with great progress. I wish I could give you
some idea of the many glorious proofs of such progress in individual
souls. I will relate one instance which, during the last few weeks, has
filled us with joy and wonder, seeing how the Good Shepherd faithfully
and powerfully seeks and saves his lost sheep. The case is not a new
one in the kingdom of Christ, but it is always gladdening to us, to see
the way in which Divine mercy works. The person alluded to is a
gentleman in whom the history of the " prodigal son " has been almost
exactly realized, not only in regard to his spiritual, but also to his
worldly position. He is the son of a rich owner of mines in Wermland.
He began early in life to waste his patrimony by luxurious and prodigal
living, and when, at the death of his father, he received his " portion
of goods," then " he took his journey into a far country," to the
seductive capital, and here " wasted his substance with riotous living." Not
only did he so live himself, but he constantly tried to make himself
friends, treated them splendidly, helped them, lent and gave money to
these brothers in levity, and in the course of a few years all his
patrimony was gone, and he sunk into such poverty, that, at last, badly
clothed and poorly lodged, he earned his bread by copying. Two years
ago a lady in Stockholm recognised the son and heir of the rich and
respected father in the person of the ruined man. She showed him her
compassion, and offered to help him. He got better clothes, " and went
and joined himself to a citizen of that country," got a place as overseer
on an estate two miles from the capital. When he felt so far restored,
and now looked back on his past life, his broken fortunes, and his
degradation from master to servant, he often felt deeply touched,
especially by the false friendship of the world, but further it did not go.
His conscience slept, his sin towards God was unknown to him, he did
not come to the resolution, " I will arise and go to my father." No, he
lived as wildly as before; yea, as among the swine. His dwelling and
his clothes were better, but his heart unaltered. It happened one day
1 Brevet offentliggjordes i förut nämnda tidskrift, mars 1852. p. 72 ff.
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