Don't Be Afraid by A. W. S. Cunningham

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Oct 27, 1904

Don't Be Afraid

By A. W. S. Cunningham

A SHORT time ago I read a story which was told in the following words:—

Three little children were spending the evening together, when a violent thunder-storm came on, which compelled them to stay where they were all night.

Just before prayers the gentleman of the house told them they might each choose the Bible verse they liked best, and tell why they loved it. “I know what my verse will be for this night,” spoke up Margery, “but I don’t know

where to find it; it says, ‘The God of glory thundereth.’”

“Why did you choose that verse, Margery?” inquired her friend.

“Because I think it is so nice, when you hear that awful noise, to know it is God. It makes me think of one day long ago, when Aunt Annie was out, and I heard a great noise in the loft when I was all alone in the house, and I was so frightened I screamed, and father’s voice called out: ‘Do not be afraid, little Margie, it’s only father.’ And now when it thunders very loud, it always seems as if I heard God say, ‘Don’t be afraid, little Margie, it’s only Father,’ and I don’t feel a bit frightened.”

When the trials of life are thundering around us, may we manifest the same peaceful trust in God. May we be able to hear above the din of temporal trouble his loving voice saying to our souls, ‘Do not be afraid, it is Father.’—A. W. S. Cunningham, in Present Truth.