HOW glad the dear boy was to stop his play and write a letter to dear kind grandma and thank her for the beautiful presents she had sent. We know, too, that grandma will be pleased to have it, although it is full of mistakes and blots. She knows as he gets older he will do better, and just now he has done what he could.
Such is the way with us all through life; everything we do is imperfect and marked with failure; but there is one place we can turn to where there are no mistakes, and that is the letter which God has given to us—the Bible. It is there we learn how vile we are, and there we can see God’s wonderful love in sending His Son to take our place, and meet God’s holy claims that stood against us. It is there we can get perfect instruction for our path, and find true happiness if we walk according to its precepts.
ML 01/20/1918