The Little Woodchopper

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PART 7
Thus William mourned for some time, but gradually grew more quiet. The thought of Jesus, who saw him, and was caring ‘for him,comforted him; and, at last, he did what all children who are in need, or in trouble should do—he knelt down and prayed earnestly to the Lord for His help, and protection. After praying, he wondered what he should do. To follow his brothers was impossible, for they had intentionally selected a spot where several paths met, so that he would be at a loss to know which one to choose to follow them. His heart was very heavy, and from time to time, he would whisper,
“Lord Jesus, help me! I am alone and forsaken; and I am hungry and thirsty. O, Lord, help me!” and he felt comforted.
While the poor boy was sitting there, the thought came to him: Perhaps my brothers have not left me, but have gene hunting and will be back in the evening. This faint hope gave him courage, and he made up his mind to wait till night. Meanwhile, hunger and thirst made their demands, so he stood up to see if there was anything in the grass, that had been left. Much to his pleasure, he found a large piece of bread and a piece of meat; perhaps one of the brothers left it there purposely with a feeling of pity.
With a thankful heart William ate it, and looking around him, he saw a creek, clear as crystal where he satisfied his thirst. Thus God had already answered. his prayers, and given him a meal in the forest. William was thankful for it, and his confidence in the Lord increased, and he believed that God would lead him out of the forest to someone who would direct him to his home, and not allow him to die of hunger.
My young reader, are you thankful for the blessings which God gives you from day to day? Remember, God is the sustainer of us all, and every good and perfect gift comes from Him. Do not forget to thank Him for all these blessings, even the smallest, for God loves thankful hearts.
The day was declining; the sun was far in the west and the trees began to cast long shadows. At last the fiery ball disappeared altogether, and the evening twilight set in. The birds ceased their singing and went to their nests; the owl started her dismal call, and large bats were flying around William. The little fellow lost all courage and had given up the hope that his brothers might return.
“Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is.” Jeremiah 17:77Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. (Jeremiah 17:7).
ML 02/19/1939