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Show The Life of Trust. What a vast portion ot our lives Is spent In anxious and ueoIcss forebodings forebod-ings concerning tho future, either our own or that of our dear ones. Present Joys, present blessings, slip by and we miss halt their sweet flavor, and all for want ot faith In Him who provides for the tiniest Insect In the sunbeam. Ob, when shall wo learn tho swoct trust In God that llttlo children teach us every day oy their confiding faith In usT Wo, who are so faulty, so lrrl-tablo, lrrl-tablo, so unJUBt; and He, who Is so watchful, bo pitiful, so loving, so forgiving. for-giving. Why can not we, slipping our hand In Ills each day, walk trustingly over that day's appointed path, thorny or flowery, crocked or straight, knowing know-ing that evanlng will bring us sleep, poaco and home? Phillips Brooks. |