God Will Take Care of You
When I was a junior girl, like many of you, I liked very much to read. Really I read much more than my morther thought I should. One evening she said to me, "Tressie, it is time to go to bed." How I wanted to finish the chapter I was reading; but I knew mother meant what she said, so tucking my book under my arm, I promptly went upstairs, alone, to my room.
I undressed for bed, but how I did want to read a little more. Then I thought, "I'll place the lamp on my bed and lie down and read the rest of the chapter." I did. I do not know whether I finished the chapter or not, for I was so tired that I soon fell asleep, with the lamp on the bed beside me.
My parents had gone to bed downstairs and wre sleeping peacefully, until all at once my mother was awakened by a voice speaking to her.
"Go up to Tressie; she is in great danger." "This is very strange," thought my mother, "I must have been dreaming." Yet the voice was too distinct to come as a result of a dream. Then she thought of the long flight of steps. My mother was not strong and it was indeed a very rare occation that ever made her go up those steps.
But again the voice came, as distinctly as before. "Go up to Tressie; she is in grave danger." No longer could she stifle this peculiar voice. She awoke my father and told him of this unusual thing. "You must have been dreaming," was the reply, "our house is well built, and she is upstairs. What could harm her?" He dismissed the thought from his mind. My mother tried to forget it too, but just then the voice came again: "If you don't go at once Tressie will be dead."
Immediately my mother got up then, and as fast as her energy would permit, she climbed the stairs. Just as she reached my door she saw the lamp on my bed toter back and forth, and then fall toward me. One minute more and I would have been a burning mass of flames.
My mother was filled with thanks to God for warning her of my great danger. She could not return to her bed without telling me of God's protecting care. When she awoke me it was alarm enough for me to see my mother upstairs and at night, but when she told the wonderful warning God had sent her for my safety, I could not go back to sleep.
I shuddered at my own thoughtlessness, yet in my heart there welled up to a kind heavenly Father floods of praise for His protecting care.
"The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them." Psa. 34:7. -Selected
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