IT was a cold winter’s afternoon, and very slippery were the icy streets of a town, when my two little friends, Fanny and Willie, were wending their way home (from school it might have been), but it is a long time ago, so I forget. Poor Fanny found it hard to keep on her feet, and I expect, many a time, nearly pulled her little brother down as she held his hand. At last, Willie said, “Fanny! why don’t you do as I do? I say, ‘Please, God, help Willie from slipping’ and I don’t slip.”
Children! this is true and my once little friends are big ones now, and I dare say, sometimes, find slippery paths of a different kind. Do you know what I mean? Look at this verse in the Bible, Psalm 119:1111Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee. (Psalm 119:11)7th verse, “Hold Thou me up and I shall be safe.” That was David speaking to God, and he was not a little child afraid of slipping on ice; but afraid of slipping away from doing what was pleasing in God’s sight. That is what I mean about slippery paths of a different kind when you are grown up. God loves little children to put their trust in Him. He likes you to ask Him to help you at school, or in any difficulty you may be in. But best of all, He loves to have you put your trust in Jesus —His beloved Son—as your Saviour and then you can never, never slip out of His hand.
ML 05/26/1912