When he was 7 years old, his family was forced out of their home because of a legal technicality. He had to work to help support them.
At age 9, while still a backward, shy little boy, his mother died.
At 22, he lost his job as a store clerk. He wanted to go to law school, but his education was not good enough.
At 23, he went into debt to become a partner in a small store. Three years later his business partner died, leaving him a huge debt that took years to repay.
At 28, after developing a romantic relationship with a young lady for four years, he asked her to marry him. She said no. An earlier youthful love he shared with a lovely girl ended in heartache at her death.
At 37, on his third try, he was finally elected to Congress. Two years later he ran again and failed to be reelected. I should add it was about this time he had what some today would call a nervous breakdown.
At 41, adding additional heartache to an already unhappy marriage, his 4-year-old son died.
The next year he was rejected for Land Officer.
At 45, he ran for the Senate again and lost.
Two years later, he was defeated for nomination for Vice President.
At 49, he ran for the Senate again . . . and lost again.
Add to this an endless barrage of criticism, misunderstanding, ugly and false rumors, and deep periods of depression and you realize it’s no wonder he was snubbed by his peers and despised by multitudes, hardly the envy of his day.
At 51, however, he was elected President of the United States . . . but his second term in office was cut short by his assassination. As he lay dying in a little rooming house across from the place where he was shot, a former detractor (Edwin Stanton) spoke the fitting tribute I quoted at the top of this devotional. By now you know it was spoken of the most inspirational and highly regarded president in American history. Abraham Lincoln.