Far from the crowded city in a cottage by the shore, old Nellie lived alone. Vacationers who came to the beach often called at Nellie’s cottage for a rest, and sometimes to get a drink of fresh cold water.
On her whitewashed wall there hung a text to which Nellie loved to point as the answer to many a question asked by her visitors, as to how she was provided for, and what was the secret of her constant peace and happiness.
“That’s it,” said the aged saint. “God does it. He has been my best Friend for over fifty years. I have known Him as my God and my Father since I was born again, and that was when a girl ten years old. Mine has been a happy life, not without its troubles and tears; but above them all, my God has been my faithful provider and I have lacked no good thing.”
What a lovely testimony to the blessedness of knowing God, and of being His child! Worldlings with all their wealth and treasures cannot say that. Only those who have Christ as their Saviour are truly satisfied.
ML-11/01/1964