The gate beautiful . n to love Christ more? Trust [ 214] I^oto Can Wt ftnotD? him more, was the answer. How can Itrust him more ? Love him more. Lov-ing and trusting go together. The more youlove him the more will you trust him, and themore will you find in him to love. He willnever disappoint you. There is no humanfriend of whom you can say that. The best,the truest, the most faithful will disappointyou some time, in something. But Christnever has disappointed in the smallest wayanyone who has trusted him. [215] ?^oe$ d&oD Care? [217] And is there not in every day— Earths beauty and sweet lov
The gate beautiful . n to love Christ more? Trust [ 214] I^oto Can Wt ftnotD? him more, was the answer. How can Itrust him more ? Love him more. Lov-ing and trusting go together. The more youlove him the more will you trust him, and themore will you find in him to love. He willnever disappoint you. There is no humanfriend of whom you can say that. The best,the truest, the most faithful will disappointyou some time, in something. But Christnever has disappointed in the smallest wayanyone who has trusted him. [215] ?^oe$ d&oD Care? [217] And is there not in every day— Earths beauty and sweet loves caress,In health, in books, in childhoods day—More than enough for happiness ? And though our petty plans jail through,All noble deeds that have been done,All noble deeds that we may do,Shall help the triumph to be won. 11 Our Shepherd watches where we lie;He guards us if we wake or sleep ;Green pastures spread before the eye ;Still waters in the sunshine [218] CHAPTER SIXTEENTH ?^oe$ <0oU Cat*?. E like to know that peoplethink about us. Even apostal card coming in themail from a friend far away,saying only, I am think-ing of you, brings you astrange uplift. You were sick for a time andcould not see your friends. On one of yourlonely days a rose was sent up to your roomwith a card and a message of love, and youremember how it cheered you. Some one wasthinking of you. You were in sorrow and alittle note came in with just a verse of Scrip-ture, or a God bless you, and a name. Itwas almost as if an angel from heaven hadvisited you, strengthening you. Somebodywas thinking of you. You have not forgottenhow it helped j^ou. How precious also are thy thoughts untome, O God! So God thinks of you, too. In [219] C^e (Bait Beautiful the previous verses of the Psalm the poet tellsus that God knows all our thoughts. Here hetells us of Gods own thoughts for us—hethinks of us, thinks of us with love. Histhoughts are precious, like gold. Then theyare without number—that is
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