LITTLE John had listened attentively one day while his mother told him the story about Daniel: how he had been thrown into the den of lions, and how God had closed the mouths of those great, fierce animals so that they could not bite him.
That evening when he knelt by his mother’s knee, he thought of his father who was absent and asked God to bless him, then added, “and don’t let anything bite papa.”
No doubt he thought that God who had kept Daniel from harm could take care of his papa, too. And he was quite right.
How many of my little readers lot their thoughts turn to God? How many of you ask Him to keep you, and those dear to you, from harm and from sin? Do not forget, God hears our cries, and He helps those who trust in Him. R.
ML 06/25/1899