DEAR little Eliza’s parents had died and she felt quite lonely, but she knew and loved the Lord Jesus, and told Him all her troubles.
She became a little servant maid and one very hot summer day she was sent out upon an errand. Eliza lost her way and wandered about for a long time, not knowing where to go. She was afraid to ask the passersby lest she should be directed wrong; and the child began to be in trouble.
Then she thought, I will ask the Lord Jesus, for He knows quite well just where I am and the house to which I want to go and the nearest way to it. So the little girl prayed Him, in His kindness, to show her the way.
She had hardly spoken to the Lord in her heart before a lady drew near and Eliza at once asked her to tell her the way to Mrs. B.’s.
“Follow me, little girl, and you will soon be there,” said the lady. “I live next door.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” replied Eliza. “I knew you would show me, for Jesus told me to ask you the way.”
What the lady thought of such an answer I do not know; but Eliza was quite happy and was soon at the house she wished.
Will our young readers, like little Eliza, remember to ask God for everything? For He listens to little children’s prayers. You would find it a pleasant task to look in the Bible for the answers to prayer there recorded. The more you speak to God about all your wants the more happy you will grow.
There’s not a little sparrow falls
But that my Father knows;
And He the scented lily clothes
And every flower that blows.
He gives the hungry bird its food,
The drooping bud its shower,
But I am dearer far to Him
Than sparrow or than flower.
Because He made His creatures all,
He guards them ‘neath His eye,
He made me, too; but O, good news!
For me His Son did die.
When troubles cause my heart to droop
Or wet my cheek with tears,
My Father’s love, my Fathers’ care,
Shall soothe away my fears.
ML 09/01/1918