Praying For A New Hat.

"Whatsoever thing ye ask in _My_ name"--

"For a long while I had been without money, and my need was very great.

I wanted a new hat so much; and the question arose in my mind, 'What am

I going to do about it?' As I had no human arm to depend on for

anything, of course there was only one way for me to do--ask the Lord

for money to get me a hat. With me, to think is to act, and so I told

the L
rd all about it, asking, if it was His will, to send me, in His

own way, money for the article I needed. Day after day passed, and I

felt almost discouraged. One day, a letter came from a lady friend I had

never seen, enclosing one dollar. I bought my hat--neither could I have

used that dollar for another purpose. Soon after this, my physician

ordered something for me. I had no money to get it, but said I would get

it soon as I could. Three weeks passed, and no money came. Then I asked

the Lord for enough to get my medicine. Another letter came from an old

nurse, with a gift of one dollar. I had my medicine. Time after time, I

have not had wherewith to send my letters, and, as I have a large

correspondence, it often is a real trouble. The only way I have to do is

to _pray for it,_ and always, in some way, it comes; not in _my

way_--not just as soon as I ask for it--but in His own way, He always

provides. I have learned to trust and not be afraid, even though the

clouds hang heavy, and I see no ray of light, the promise is there, and

for me, 'I will _never_ leave thee, or forsake thee.' I am so entirely

dependent on Him for everything that sometimes, in little matters, my

faith will, for a brief season, droop. Sometimes I have to plead and

plead over again some particular promises; but these times of waiting on

Him only strengthen me for future conflicts. 'Wait on the Lord, and he

shall renew thy strength,' comes in beautifully on such occasions. No

human being to help me; no one but God. Sometimes, when I sit alone,

such a flood of feelings come over me, I well nigh sink. Loneliness,

homesickness, and the great want in every human heart of sympathy and

love, leave me, for a moment, without hope or faith; but, when the heart

is weakest, and the need greatest, the loving Saviour is nearest. 'Like

as a mother comforteth her child, so does He comfort me;' and then,

soothed by his power and love, how the aching heart rests 'by the still

waters, and in the green pastures.' There is nothing but prayer for the

helpless sinner; nothing else will bring us into loving companionship

with the Lord. We may go to Him always, with every trial, need or

sorrow. He is ever waiting--ever ready to hear and answer."