My little boy of three and a half years came and sat on my knee and, gazing out of the window, put the following questions to me in a very impressive manner;
“Does God make the light, mamma?”
“Yes, dear, God makes the light to shine into our hearts, and He sits in the heavens, and rules all things.’’
Taking up the last clause of my answer, he again asked with great seriousness,
“Does God sit in the heavens?”—then a pause— “and rule?”
“Yes, dear,” was my answer. Again he inquired,
“Does God rule the seaside water?”
Surely, if God rules the troubled waves of the mighty ocean, He is able also to stay the power of the enemy, however fiercely the tempest may rage. That blessed One who once walked upon the stormy waters, is He not able also to steer us safely over life’s tempestuous sea? He only can still its foaming billows, so that we may pass on fearlessly, but He is with us, and we are safe under His protection.
ML 06/28/1936