A dear old Christian was feeling how unable he was to meet the troubles and sorrows and difficulties of this life; so he said to the Lord: “Lord, Thou knowest I am a weak child, and cannot walk; Thou must carry me.” Someone asked him, “What answer did the Lord give you?” He replied, “It was as if He said to me: Well, John, if you must be carried, you must keep little.”
Go to Him, dear boys and girls, for strength; tell Him all you feel. There is nothing too great, and nothing too small for Him to notice, for He is God.
“His love is as great as His power,
And knows neither measure nor end!”
A. F.
ML 07/01/1900