Quote from "The Child in the Grave" (1859)
"Mother," said the child, "the bells of paradise are ringing! The sun is rising!"
Then an overpowering light streamed out on her-and the child was gone, and she herself was carried upward. Then all was cold around her, and when she lifted her head she found herself lying on her child's grave in the churchyard. But in her dream the Lord had become a rest for her foot, a light for her understanding. She sank to her knees and prayed, "O my Lord forgive me that I wished to keep an immortal spirit from its flight into eternity and could forget my duties toward the living ones you have given me here!"
And with that prayer it seemed as if her heart at last found relief.
The sun came out, a little bird sang above her, and the church bells began to ring for the morning service. Light was all about her; light was once more in her heart; she felt the goodness of God and remembered her duties as, longing, she hurried to her home. There she bent over her husband, and her warm, tender kiss awakened him, and they could speak together of their loss. Now she was strong and calm, as a wife should be, and from he lips came words of trust and confidence. "God's will is always best."
"Where did you so suddenly gain this strength," her husband asked her, "this comfort?"
Then she kissed him and kissed her daughters. "It came to me from God, by the grave of my child!"
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Keywords: Mother, child, moorning, sun, husband, light, family