A BROTHER and sister were playing in the dining room when their mother set a plate of cakes on the table and went out.
“How nice they look!” said the boy, reaching to take one.
His sister earnestly objected, and even drew back his hand, repeating it was against their mother’s direction.
“She did not count them,” he said.
“But perhaps God did,” answered the sister.
So he withdrew from the temptation, and sitting down, seemed to meditate.
“You are right,” he replied, looking at her with a cheerful, yet serious air, “God does count, for the Bible says that the very hairs of your head are all numbered.”
Messages of God’s Love 6/15/1913