Spiritual Gifts. Volume 2
EXPERIENCE AND VIEWS.
CHAPTER I
My Misfortune.
BY ELLEN G. WHITE
02.01.001 At the age of nine years an accident happened to me, which was to
affect my whole life. 02.01.002 In company with my twin sister, and one of our schoolmates, I was
crossing a common in the city of Portland, Maine, when a girl about thirteen
years old followed us, threatening to strike us. 02.01.003 My parents had taught me never to contend with any one, but if we
were in danger of being injured, to hasten away and return home. 02.01.004 We were doing this, running towards home, but the girl was
following us with a stone in her hand. I turned to see how far she was behind
me, and as I turned, the stone hit me on my nose. I fell senseless. 02.01.005 When I revived, I found myself in a merchant's store, the blood
streaming from my nose, my garments covered with blood, and a large stream of
blood on the floor. 02.01.006 A kind stranger offered to take me home in his carriage. 02.01.007 I knew not how weak I was, and told him I should greatly soil his
carriage with blood, and that I could walk home. 02.01.008 Those present were not aware that I was so seriously injured. 02.01.009 I had walked but a few rods when I grew dizzy and faint. My twin
sister and my schoolmate carried me home. 02.01.0010 I have no recollection of anything for some time after the
accident. My mother says that I noticed nothing, but lay in a stupid state for
three weeks. 02.01.0011 No one thought I would live except my mother. 02.01.0012 For some reason she felt that I would not die. 02.01.0013 A kind neighbor, who had interested herself much in my behalf, at
one time thought me to be dying, and wished to purchase a robe for me. 02.01.0014 Mother said to her, "Not yet;" for something told her
that I would not die. 02.01.0015 As I aroused to consciousness, it seemed to me that I had been
asleep. 02.01.0016 I was not aware of the accident, and knew not the cause of my
sickness. 02.01.0017 Friends often visited my parents, and looked upon me with pity,
and advised them to prosecute the parents of the child who had, as they said,
ruined me. 02.01.0018 But mother was for peace. She said that if it could bring me back
health and natural looks again, then there would be something gained, but as it
was, she would only make herself enemies by following their advice. 02.01.0019 As I began to gain a little strength, my curiosity was aroused by
hearing those who came to see me, say, "What a pity! I should not know
her," &c. 02.01.0020 I asked for a looking-glass, and as I looked into it, I was
shocked at the change in my appearance. 02.01.0021 Every feature of my face seemed changed. The sight was more than I
could bear. 02.01.0022 The bone of my nose proved to be broken. 02.01.0023 The idea of carrying my misfortune through life was insupportable.
I could see no pleasure in my life. I did not wish to live, and I dared not die,
for I was not prepared. 02.01.0024 It was a long time before I gained much strength. Physicians
thought that a silver wire could be put in my nose to hold it in shape, but said
that it would be of little use; that I had lost so much blood my recovery was
doubtful; that if I should get better, I could not live long. I was reduced
almost to a skeleton. 02.01.0025 At this time I began to pray to the Lord to prepare me to die. 02.01.0026 When christian friends visited the family, they would ask my
mother if she had talked with me about dying. 02.01.0027 This I overheard which aroused me. I desired to be a christian,
and prayed for the forgiveness of my sins as well as I could, and felt peace of
mind. 02.01.0028 Especially at one time, I loved every one, and felt an interest
that all should have their sins forgiven and love Jesus. 02.01.0029 I well remember one night in winter when the snow was upon the
ground, the heavens were lighted up, the sky looked red and angry, and seemed to
open and shut. 02.01.0030 The snow looked like blood. The neighbors were much frightened. 02.01.0031 Mother took me out of bed in her arms, and carried me to the
window. 02.01.0032 I was happy. I thought Jesus was coming, and I longed to see him. 02.01.0033 My heart was full. I clapped my hands for joy, and thought my
sufferings were ended. But I was disappointed. 02.01.0034 The next morning the sun arose as usual, and the singular
appearance of the heavens had disappeared. 02.01.0035 It was some time before I became strong. 02.01.0036 As I was able to unite in play with my young friends, I was forced
to learn this bitter lesson, that looks make a difference in the feelings of
many. 02.01.0037 At the time of my misfortune my father was absent in Georgia. 02.01.0038 When he returned, he spoke to my brother and sisters, and inquired
for me. 02.01.0039 I was pointed out by my mother; but my father did not know me. 02.01.0040 It was hard to make him believe that I was his Ellen. 02.01.0041 This cut me to the heart; yet I tried to put on an appearance of
cheerfulness, when my heart ached. 02.01.0042 Many times I was made to deeply feel my misfortune. 02.01.0043 With wounded pride, mortified at myself, I have found a lonely
spot to think over the trials I was doomed to bear daily. 02.01.0044 My life was often miserable, for my feelings were keenly
sensitive. 02.01.0045 I could not, like my twin sister, weep out my feelings. 02.01.0046 My heart seemed so heavy, and ached as though it would break, yet
I could not shed a tear. 02.01.0047 I often thought that if I could weep out my feelings, then I
should find relief. 02.01.0048 Others would pity and sympathize with me, and that weight, like a
stone upon my heart, would be gone. 02.01.0049 How vain and empty the pleasures of earth looked to me. 02.01.0050 How changeable the friendship of my young companions. 02.01.0051 A pretty face, dress, or good looks, are thought much of. But let
misfortune take some of these away, and the friendship is broken. 02.01.0052 But I began to turn to my Saviour where I found comfort. 02.01.0053 I sought the Lord earnestly, and received consolation. I believed
that Jesus did love even me. 02.01.0054 For two years I could not breathe through my nose. My health was
so poor that I could attend school but little. 02.01.0055 It was almost impossible for me to study, and retain what I
learned. 02.01.0056 The same girl who was the cause of my misfortune, was appointed by
our teacher as a monitor to assist me in writing, and to aid me in getting my
lessons. 02.01.0057 She always seemed sorry for what she had done, and I was careful
not to remind her of the great injury she had done me. 02.01.0058 She was tender and patient with me, and much of her time seemed
sad and thoughtful, as she saw me laboring to get an education. 02.01.0059 My hand trembled so that I made no progress in writing, and could
get no further than the first examples, which are called coarse-hand. 02.01.0060 As I labored to bend my mind to my studies, the letters of my book
would run together, large drops of perspiration would stand upon my brow, and I
would become dizzy and faint. 02.01.0061 I had a bad cough, which prevented me from attending school
steadily. 02.01.0062 My teacher thought it would be too much for me to study, unless my
health should be better, and advised me to leave school.