Today, Miss Gaenor Roberts, one of the others in our church family who had cancer (brain tumour) passed into eternal glory to be with the Lord. She was a godly, generous, bright, committed lady who was greatly loved in our fellowship. On Tuesday I read these words by Richard Thomas, 21 July 1746, in a letter to Howell Harris, which Gaenor would have heartilly agreed with:
I am, as you saw, ill in the body but with wondrous blessing to my soul. Through Christ I am enabled to say that I see every blow as full of the love of my heavenly Father. My dear Brother, it is a comfort to my soul to think of death, judgment and eternity. I see death as a small door to be flown through to that full and eternal liberty of joy. I now, through faith, see heaven open and death as a second door that allows me entrance to my eternal city. I now hear the sound of heavenly harpists singing above, and death is the messenger come to release me to their company to sing forever amongst them. Through faith I see my crown in the kingdom of my Father, my Brother and my eternally covenanted Spouse; and death is as the boat that takes me to my inheritance. Through faith I see some of my brethren that have already been redeemed in glory, and myself travelling through the wilderness, leaning upon my Beloved; but death is my Father's servant, to take me to my brethren. O Brother, this is the sight that shows me that in this world I am merely beginning to enjoy God through the promises; for I know, if I am given longer on earth, that I will see further into the love of God, and have greater enjoyment of it.
My dear Brother, I find that my faith cries out, more, more, all the time; more of a view of my privileges in Christ. After one sight, faith says, 'Another look, my Father; more wisdom to know God; more strength; more self-denial; more sorrow for my sin, and for that of my brethren, and of the world's too.