Casting All Your Care On Him.

"Once, soon after the death of my husband and the loss of all his large

property, I had a bill of _fifty dollars_ to pay, and was notified two

weeks beforehand that not a day's grace would be given. Besides what I

was earning by my pen, I had due me, in a neighboring city, just the

amount I should need--the income on my only remaining piece of real

estate; and, as my tenant was always prompt, I wrote to him where to

se d me the money, and gave the subject no farther thought. But, when

the time for his response was already past, and I heard nothing from my

debts, and but a few days to the time of my own need yet remained, I

felt anxious and sought divine direction as to the course I ought to

pursue. Rising from my knees, I took up my Bible, and the very first

words my eyes rested upon, were these: 'Casting all your care upon Him,

for he careth for you.' All anxiety from that hour left me; but I felt

impelled to apply to a certain editor for the payment of _twenty

dollars_ he owed me, and I felt sure the other thirty would come from

somewhere.



"So the days passed until the morning of the day upon which I should be

called on for the fifty dollars, and _still I had not a single dollar_

on hand to meet the claim. At ten o'clock my creditor came, but half an

hour before him the postman had put into my hand a letter containing a

check for _fifty dollars_, the exact amount I needed. It had come from

the editor to whom I had applied for twenty dollars, and lo! he had sent

me fifty. The thirty advanced he said I could give him credit for on my

next MS. He did not know my need, but God did, and thus He had answered

my prayer."