To one of her daughters, who felt a strong inclination to profess her faith in Christ by joining the communion of his church, but yet was afraid that her heart was not sufficiently engaged for the service of God, Dr. Mason proposed the following question:  “If,” said he, “the world, with all its wealth, pleasures, and power, were placed in one scale, and Christ alone in the other, which would your heart freely choose as a portion?” On her replying there would be no hesitation as to her choice of Christ, he gave her encouragement to profess her faith, although it might not at present amount to the full assurance of hope.

He was indeed a faithful shepherd of his flock, and his people mourned for him as for an affectionate father.  It is much to be desired that his example were more followed by Christian pastors.  To preach with eloquence and acceptance is a talent of great value in a minister of the gospel; this makes him respected, and his congregation admire him, because, for one reason, they are proud of him; but to gain their affections, to make a congregation the children of an aged pastor, or the friends and brethren of a younger one, let the minister visit the families of his people; this will seal on their hearts the regard which their understandings had already dictated.

Very few ministers have been more remarkable for a strict attention to this duty, than the late Dr. John Mason and his venerable and attached friend Dr. Rodgers.  When the former died, the latter exclaimed, “I feel as if I had lost a right arm.”

The congregation, bereaved of their pastor, wrote immediately to his son, the late Rev. Dr. John Mitchell Mason, to hasten his return from Edinburgh to New York; and after preaching to them with great acceptance for several months, he was ordained and installed pastor of the church in April, 1793.  Mrs. Graham entertained for him the most affectionate attachment, and this attachment was reciprocal.

At this date we find some of Mrs. Graham’s delightful devotional exercises.

“NEW YORK, 1793.

“Blessed Lord, thou hast, to the praise of thy grace, given me the heritage of them that fear thy name; thou hast prepared my heart to pray, and inclined thine ear to hear; thou hast drawn me into thy fold, and hast fed me in thy green pastures.  I rejoice in Israel’s Shepherd; not one of his flock shall be lost.  Often have I wandered from his presence and sought pasture among the swine, but my Shepherd has ever drawn or driven me back.  He has a rod and I have felt it; but I bless the hand and kiss the rod.

“O, how wonderful to look back and see ’all the way by which he has led me, to prove me, to try me, to show me what was in my heart, that he might do me good at my latter end.’  Amen, my God, I leave myself in thy hands.  I should lose myself; but thou wilt keep me from foes without and foes within.  What then have I to care for?  My Shepherd careth for all; he slumbers not nor sleeps, and he will perfect what concerns me; of this I am as sure as that I now write it.