The unthinkable has happened. Sorrows upon sorrows, disasters upon disasters -- like waves, they rise and crash around you. Meanwhile, you ask yourself: If God would allow this, what do I have to look forward to? You regard the future with dread and apprehension. Let these words from Octavius Winslow encourage your troubled soul: My Times in God's Hand.
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