this mean, please -this verse that

I am learning?'Commit thy way unto the Lord, trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.' "What do you think it means, dear?"

in Him is something like, I suppose

or, maybe, it is more like what you mean when you say you will trust Freddie and Frankie with me when you go out. But what I want to know most about is this lastand he will bring it to pass.' Does that mean that if we will trust in God He will make everything happen just as we want to have it? It can't mean that, because what I want to have come to pass might not always be just the thing everybody

else that trusts in the Lord might want. But I wish it did though, and wouldn't I have lots of things we can't get now! And the very first thing I would have would be that easy-chair for Hugh, that he needs so much, and that I look at every day that I go by the shop; but it costs so much, I don't know that I can ever save money enough to buy it. I might just as well ask for it, if the Lord will bring it to pass."

"Hush, Lizzie," said her mother, reprovingly; "how your tongue runs, and how thoughtlessly you speak of God answering your prayers, when you should never take His name upon your lips but with reverence. Let us go back to the verse you were learning. Your idea of committing your way unto the Lord, and trusting also in Him, is a very good one. Perhaps I cannot make it any plainer. We are to roll our cares and burdens upon Him, and, believing that He careth for us, take no anxious thought for the morrow, He will bring to pass whatever is for our good; if not in just the way we desire, yet in such a way that we may see His hand in every event and rejoice in His goodness."

"But, mamma, would there be any harm in my asking God to help me to get an easy-chair with wheels for Hugh, when it would do him so much good?"

"It would be quite right for you to do so, my dear child, and God may, in answer to your prayers, provide the very thing you desire, and in a way we little think of now.”

That night, when Lizzie was ready for bed, she kneeled down and prayed thus: "Our Father in heaven-dear God up in the sky, please to help me get a big wheelchair for brother Hugh. He can't walk a step, and the doctor says he never will walk again, or else I would ask the dear Lord to make him well, but I suppose that can't ever be. But, O dear God, please to help me to earn money enough to buy a chair; please to help dear mamma to earn money enough to take care of us all, so I can save money to buy a chair. Dear, dear God, up in the sky, please to bring it to pass in a best way, and make me a good little girl, and take care of us all for our Saviour's sake. Amen."

She lay down upon her pillow with the simple faith of a child that the dear God up in the sky would