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" Aunt Pat,” she said mournfully, “why do you suppose this had to happen to me? Why did I have to be punished like this?” “I wouldn’t call it punishment, child,” said the old lady, patting Sherrill’s shoulder. “I’d say it was a blessing the Lord sent to save you from a miserable life with a man who would have broken your heart.” “But if that is so,” wailed Sherrill, “why didn’t He stop me before it went so far? Before it would hurt so much?” The old lady was still a minute and then said, “Perhaps He did, and you wouldn’t listen. Perhaps you had some warnings that you wouldn’t heed. I don’t know. You’ll have to look into your own life for that. "

Grace Livingston Hill , The Beloved Stranger


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Grace Livingston Hill quote : Aunt Pat,” she said mournfully, “why do you suppose this had to happen to me? Why did I have to be punished like this?” “I wouldn’t call it punishment, child,” said the old lady, patting Sherrill’s shoulder. “I’d say it was a blessing the Lord sent to save you from a miserable life with a man who would have broken your heart.” “But if that is so,” wailed Sherrill, “why didn’t He stop me before it went so far? Before it would hurt so much?” The old lady was still a minute and then said, “Perhaps He did, and you wouldn’t listen. Perhaps you had some warnings that you wouldn’t heed. I don’t know. You’ll have to look into your own life for that.