But God Himself is Love. Those
who love truly can never be parted,--death has no power over their
souls. If one is on earth and one in heaven, what does it matter? If
they were in separate countries of the world they could hear news of
each other from time to time,--and so they can when apparent death
has divided them."
"How?" asked Angela with quick interest.
"Your wise men must tell you," said Manuel, with a grave little
smile, "I know no more than what Christ has said,--and He told us
plainly that not even a sparrow shall fall to the ground without our
Father. 'Fear not,' He said, 'Ye are more than many sparrows.' So,
as there is nothing which is useless, and nothing which is wasted,
it is very certain that love, which is the greatest of all things,
cannot lose what it loves."
Angela's eyes filled with tears, she knew not why, "Love which is
the greatest of all things cannot lose what it loves!"--How
wonderfully tender was Manuel's voice as he spoke these words!
"You have very sweet thoughts, Manuel," she said, "You would be a
great comfort to anyone in sorrow."
"That is what I have always wished to be," he answered, "But you are
not in sorrow yet,--that is to come!"
She looked up quickly.
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