Giving Her Last Money To The Lord.

"'The first money the Lord gives me I will send to you,' were the last

words I said to my old father, as I stood waiting for the train to bear

me to distant friends. So the weeks passed on, but I remembered my

promise and waited patiently for the Lord to enable me to fulfill that

promise. I had two dollars, but thought I must not give it away until

more came. But this feeling did not last long; something seemed to tell

me the Lord would not send me any until that was gone. One day I

received a letter from a friend containing this sentence: 'I have not

had three cents in five weeks.' My whole nature responded in a moment. I

put part of my money into a letter for him, the rest into a letter for

my father. Now I felt clear. Then I told the Lord all about it. A week

passed, and $5 came to me from my mother to pay my return fare. A few

days longer, and another $5 came from a lady friend, so I was provided

for. I needed a certain article of clothing, and one night made all

arrangements to get it next day. Morning came, and I went to the Bible

for my orders for the day; my eyes rested on these words: 'Be content

with what ye have.' This seemed so strange, because the Lord knew I

needed the dress; I was obliged to stay out of society on this account.

'But the Lord knows best,' I thought, and gave up all idea of getting

it. Nor did it trouble me further. I gave it all into his hands, feeling

He knew best. And afterwards it was made clear to my own heart I had not

trusted in vain. _'Commit all thy ways unto the Lord, for He careth for