A MOTHER’S LETTER.

Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 1666, 25 January 1917, Page 4

A MOTHER’S LETTER.

TO HER SOLDIER BON

“LIVE UP TO THE BEST YOU KNOW."

The following copy of a letter written hy the mother of a New Zealand soldier at the time of his departure for the war from wide!) he will not return, for his name occupies a place in the Roll of Honour of those who have laid down their lives for their country, has been placed at our disposal! says a contemporary) in the hope* that it may afford a measure of comfort to oilier bereaved and anxious moth-

“My dear, dear son, —You are yoiny out into the world to light a great light both for the good of \iinr country and also of your own character. I send von forth with

tin* prayer, “Go, and may the Lord go with you,' confident, even before I ask ii, that God is always with yon, guiding and helping each soul wiin seeks His help and guidance; hut remember, He cannot reach your consciousness unless you open the door , your heart and mind to His Divine influence hy looking to Him and asking for His presence with you. It matters md how simple the prayer, even though unspoken or unexpressed in words, i| you send a thought, an inspiration upwards, acknowledging God's Divine Fatherhood and loving care of you, and seeking inspiration and strength to do rigid. Live up each day to the best you know, never sloop Io do anything lower than that, and God will indeed he very near to yon whatever dangers and temptations mev surround von.

“lie will help yon to keep pure., honest, and loving. and you will reap the reward of doing' right by yTea ler happiness and power in all you undertake. If end these words V(.*ry often, my dear one, and think of vour Joviny old mother, and all the love and hope nml faith in you sin* is setuliny out constantly, and fry to realise that distance can only separate ns in a hodily way from onr loved oiu*s, hut has no power lo separate our souls. When these lovniy thonyhts are sent out, like wireie-s teleyrapiiy, they carry their message jast in tin* -nine way. and more than that when our bodies are asleep. The soul —the real I — travels on the nstral, the next plane of existence to this materia! one, and there we meet our dear ones nnd spiritual ynides, and waken up in tin* mommy (maybe with no distinct memory of it, for flu* brain is a bodily instrument and also sleeps when the body sleeps) but with refreshed mind and stronyer to enter upon the duties of the day. Therefore, see to it that your last thought- are [jure and toviny ones, for on tiie winys of these Ihouyhis are yon borne in your sleep. Write to Us as often us you can; remember what a comfort ami pleasure* you will give us all by doiny -o. If it is not easy, Just a few lines lelliuy its bow your health is, ami if you are happy. For your loving mol her."