A LITTLE GIRL’S BEAUTIFUL FAITH.

A little German girl, who had never hitherto known the name of the Lord Jesus, was led to attend a Mission school.  It was the custom at the school, before the little ones received their dinner, to lift their hands and thank God for their food.

When in course of time she spent her days at home, and her father’s family were gathered around their own table, this little girl said: 

“Pa, we must hold up our hand’s and thank God before we eat. That’s the way we do at the Mission.”

So winning was the little one in her ways, the parents yielded at once.

At another time her father was sick and unable to work, and the little girl said, “Pa, I’m going to pray that you may get well and go to work to-morrow morning.”

At four o’clock in the morning she awoke and called out, “Pa, don’t you feel better.”  The father said, “Yes, I am better,” and he went to his work in the morning, although weak and obliged to rest by the way.

There came a time once when he could not get work, and there was no food in the house for dinner.

This little girl knelt down and asked God to send them their dinner, and when she rose from her knees, she said, “Now we must wait till the whistle blows, till 12 o’clock.”

At twelve o’clock the whistle blew, and the little girl said, “Get the table ready, it is coming,” and just then in came a neighbor with soup for their dinner.

THE LORD HELPS TO PAY DEBTS.

The author of this incident is known to the editor of “Remarkable Providences,” and speaking of it says:  “God never gave me exactly what I wanted.  He always gave me more."

“When I married I was a working man; I had not much money to spare.  In about three months after my marriage, I fell ill, and my illness continued for more than nine months.  At that period I was in great distress.  I owed a sum of money and had no means to pay it.  It must be paid on a certain day, or I must go to jail.  I had no food for myself or wife; and in this distress I went up to my room, and took my Bible.  I got down on my knees and opened it, laid my fingers on several of the promises, and claimed them as mine.  I said, ’Lord, this is thine own word of promise; I claim thy promises.’  I endeavored to lay hold of them by faith.  I wrestled with God for sometime in this way.  I got up off my knees, and walked about some time.  I then went to bed, and took my Bible, and opened it on these words:  ’Call upon me in the day of trouble, and I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.’

“I said, ‘it is enough, Lord.’  I knew deliverance would come, and I praised God with my whole heart.  Whilst in this frame of mind I heard a knock at the door.  I went and opened it and a man handed me a letter.  I turned to look at the letter, and when I looked up again, the man was gone.