There was a little girl who was promised a picnic on her birthday, if the weather was suitable for an outing.
She prayed every day that it might be a bright day. But lo! when the morning came, dark clouds covered the sky, and soon the rain was pouring down.
Was there a cloud on our little friend’s face? Or did she shed any tears? Not at all! Some of her friends were unwise enough to say, “Your prayer was not answered after all.”
“Yes, it was,” she replied, “but God said, ‘No.’ “
ML 04/25/1954