Psalm 56:3 “When I am afraid, I will trust in You.”
I know of nothing more delightful to the believer than every morning to commit the day’s troubles to God and then go down into the world feeling, “Well, my Father knows it all.” And then at night to commit the troubles of the day again into the great Father’s hands and to feel that He has said, “I will never leave you, nor forsake you.” It is sweet sleeping when you can have a promise for the pillow at your head!
You know, perhaps, the good old story which is told of the woman on board ship who was greatly afraid in a storm, but she saw her husband perfectly at peace and she could not understand it. Her husband said he would tell her the reason, so, snatching up a sword, he pointed it at her heart. She looked at it, but did not tremble.
“Well,” he said, “are you not afraid? The sword is sharp and I could kill you in a moment.”
“No,” she said, “because it is in your hands!”
“Ah,” he replied, “and that is why I am not afraid— because the storm is in my Father’s hands and He loves me more than I love you!”
A little child was at play in a lower room and as he played away by himself, amusing himself, about every ten minutes he ran to the foot of the stairs and called out, “Mother, are you there?” and his mother answered, “Yes, I am here,” and the little lad went back to his sport and fun—and was as happy as happy could be—and until again it crossed his mind that his mother might have gone.
So he ran to the stairs again and called, “Mother, are you there?”
“All right,” she said, and as soon as he heard her voice again, back he went once more to his play.
It is just so with us.