“The wonder to me is,” exclaimed an aged believer, “that the Lord should ever stoop down to pick up such a poor, worthless thing as I am,” On another occasion she said, “Why does He leave me here in this poor, little room, where I can do nothing for Him?” But the peaceful way in which she spoke told its own tale, and answered her question. “Surely,” replied the person addressed, “if it was only for me to hear you speak of Him, it would not be in vain, for your smile of contentment has cheered me on my way.” This pleased the aged believer greatly, and she was satisfied to be of some little use for the Lord she loved.
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