A FATHER’S LETTER TO HIS SON

The following letter was written by my father to my brother Charles when he was about to leave home for the West Indies. They never met on earth again, but will meet in our Father’s Home above. I give it in the hope that it may be a blessing to other young men as it was to him. Mother was called Home on 31st May, 1859. Her message to us all was “Meet me in the Home above.”

Robert Buchanan

Killearn, 23rd March, 1862.

Dear Son,

My feelings would not allow me to speak to you as I would have liked at our parting on Friday last, and what I now say I hope you will never forget.

You are about to leave your native land for a foreign country where you will most likely find the manners and customs, the scenes and scenery as different as the two climes are.

It may also be that temptations to sin and forget-fulness of God may appear in a different form — as I believe that every country has its besetting sins and temptations, but I hope by the Grace of God you will endeavour to resist all evil in whatever shape or whatever circumstances it may present itself in your path, for the more righteously you live, the more happiness you will enjoy, the health of your body be established and the life of your soul be preserved.

Be very careful with whom you associate and be no stranger to the House of God. Be faithful to your employers, whoever they may be, and be respectful to your fellowmen, and ever manifest a truly dignified deportment in all your transactions in life.

Be careful in everything conducive to the health of your body, but, Oh! Charles be exceedingly careful of your spiritual and eternal interests. Remember the shortness and uncertainty of human life.

Make Christ your friend and never be ashamed of Him and His cause on earth, for rest assured that if you honour God He will honour you, but if you despise Him you will be lightly esteemed.

I need not say more, but I fondly trust you will ever bear us in your heart at the Throne of Grace, and, although we should never meet more on Earth, yet if we meet habitually and sincerely there, we shall be more than mere earthly friends, and heirs of Eternal Life.

And now, dear Charles, I bid thee farewell, and may the mighty God of Jacob be thy guide through life, thy stay in death, and thy portion through all eternity.

Your Father,

Andrew Buchanan

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