human
I got a beautiful idea the other day, Agnes, said Ruth, as she sat stitching her dress.
gpt
One who had been speaking of her Christian life, said, 'in looking back she saw some triumphs achieved, some enemies slain.' While a friend replied that, 'in place of every foe that had fallen some grace sprang up.' I had not looked at it so before; it is a beautiful thought.
human
And comforting as well as beautiful, said Miss Smithers, with moistened eyes.
gpt
But Agnes, here, don't know so much about this thing of fighting as we, Ruth.
human
If I don't, then I am not living a Christian life, replied Agnes, earnestly.
gpt
For the Bible says we must war a good warfare, and if I am not doing it then I must be in sympathy with Satan. Miss Smithers, Christians make great mistakes about each other, often. Because we do not see each other's struggles, we think there can be none. Now when I have the most to contend with, I do not talk most about it, for no one can help me but God.
human
Yes, to be sure that is true. But it is a most wonderful relief to me to speak. When I have anything on my mind it has to come out. But you are so gentle and placid like. I really thought you were not like other people.
gpt
Well, now you will know, in future, that I am like other people in my struggles, faults, and--
human
Bless me, not faults. I never saw a fault in you, all the time I have known you.
gpt
There is a great deal in living with one to know them. Ruth can tell you that.
human
Everything,