Charles Spurgeon was perhaps the preeminent Baptist preacher of nineteenth-century England. In his later ministry, he fought to keep the Baptist church from leaving its historic creeds. He counseled his young students to be faithful to the Lord Jesus Christ and the doctrines of His grace.
In the spring of 1886, Spurgeon wrote to a friend (a trusted deacon who served with Spurgeon at the Metropolitan Tabernacle). To this friend who had lost a child through death, Spurgeon said:.
I feel very grieved for you and your dear wife, for I know your tender hearts. Yet the bitterest elements of sorrow are not in the cup, for we have no doubt as to where the little ones must be. You now have a child among the angels-to whom we will soon go. So short is life that our wounds are healed almost as soon as they begin to bleed. We part, and so soon meet again. Mrs. Spurgeon joins with me in loving sympathy.
Spurgeon and his wife had twin sons, Charles and Thomas. A few years after writing to his deacon-friend, Spurgeon once again took up his pen to comfort grieving parents-this time his own son and daughter-in-law:
My dear Children,
The Lord Himself comfort you. I want comforting myself. To think of that dear little creature being taken away! It must be right! It must be good! Our Father is never mistaken nor unkind. . . . I feel sure you will both find a secret strength poured into your souls, and in this also faith shall have the victory. I shall never forget the day. . . . To you it must be a sharp cut; but our Lord has an almighty salve.
Your loving father,
C. H. Spurgeon
Less than two years after that sad day, Charles Spurgeon died. Remembering both the deceased lad and his grandfather, Mrs. Spurgeon wrote:
Ah, me! it was not so long ago that the oldest of my twin-boys brought his firstborn son, and my beloved husband, in one of those tender outpourings of the heart which were so natural to him, gave the child to God. Not many months afterwards-God answered the prayer, and took the child to Himself! One of the brightest, bonniest babies ever seen, he was the delight and expectation of our hearts; but the gift was claimed suddenly, and the child, who we thought would do so much service on earth, went to sing God's praises with the angels! I wonder, sometimes, whether the little ransomed spirit met and welcomed his warrior grandfather grandfather on the shores of the Glory-land!