Last words: "I bless the Lord that he gave me counsel." - Samuel Rutherford

I find my Lord Jesus cometh not in the precise way that I lay wait for Him. He hath a manner of His own. Oh, how high are His ways above my ways

Ye have lost a child — nay, she is not lost to you, who is found to Christ; she is not sent away, but only sent before; like unto a star, which going out of our sight, doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere.

Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.