A Prayer in a Pillow

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 9, 1907

A Prayer in a Pillow

ONE night the mother of two little girls was away at bedtime, and they were left to do as they would.

“I am not going to pray to-night,” said Lillian, when she was ready for bed.

“Why, Lillian!” exclaimed Amy, with round eyes of astonishment.

“I don’t care; I am not going to. There isn’t any use.”

So she tumbled into bed, while Amy knelt and prayed. The little prayer finished and the light extinguished, Amy crept into bed. There was a long silence; then Lillian began to turn restlessly, giving her pillow a vigorous thump and saying crossly: “I wonder what is the matter with this pillow?” Then came a sweet little voice from Amy’s side of the bed,—“I guess it’s ‘cause there isn’t any prayer in it.”

There is a lesson in this for older ones,— Selected.