Whe I was a boy, I had a pet dog which my uncle gave me as a birthday gift. It used to follow me to school, sit at the playground gate till I came out, and them accompany me home along the country road. Roger, for this was the dog’s name, was a faithful guardian to me all through my school years. He would stand between me and any school boy who threated to interfere with me, and bark loudly until someone came to my help; or to drive off intruders along the road that led to and from our school, and I loved him because of his faithful service throughout the years of my school days. But after the faithful dog died, I had no one to look to for care, or to defend me.
My mother told me that I would need to “trust in God” for my defense now. I had been brought to the Lord Jesus just about that time, and had trusted Him with my soul for salvation (Acts 16:3131And they said, Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house. (Acts 16:31))
“You will need to trust Christ, to keep and to guard you in the same way as you go to and from school,” my mother said.
So I did trust myself to Him as the Guide and Guardian of my remaining school days. And He never failed to guide, to guard and to help we all the years I walked along that lonely road, but kept me in “perfect peace.’’
ML 09/15/1946