"I found myself one midnight wholly sleepless as the surges of a cruel injustice swept over me, and the love which covers seemed to have crept out of my heart. Then I cried to God in al agony for the power to obey His injunction, 'Love covereth'.
"Immediately the Spirit began to work in me hte power that brought abouot the forgetfulness.
"Mentally I dug a grave. Deliberately I threw up the earth until the excavation was deep.
"Sorrowfully I lowered into it the thing which wounded me. Quickly I shovedled in the clods.
"Over the mound I carefully laid the green sods. Then I covered it with white roses and forget-me-nots, and quickly walked away.
"Sweet sleep came. The would which had been so nearly deadly was healed without a scar, and I know not today what caused my grief."
Taken from Streams in the Desert