A GIRL, belonging to a church society, went to call upon a cripple, says Young People's Weekly, taking some sweet spring flowers to the invalid. After a little conversation, the visitor asked:—
"Don't you get tired of being tied to that bed day and night, Miss Grey, week after week?"
"Yes, I think I do sometimes; that is, I grow bodily tired," was the response. "But I try not to think of that. I only want to remember that God is good and merciful. In His love He spared me, even tho I am crippled, to live that I might learn to know Him here. You see, before I was hurt I never thought about Him as being a real Friend and Helper. But since I have been compelled to lie here quiet and helpless, I can even find joy and thankfulness in my affliction; I live to serve Him, and that crowds almost every other thought out."
And the one who had come to minister went away feeling that she had received more than she had given during that brief visit. "Joy and thankfulness in affliction."
Truly, only those who know Him for the loving Saviour that He is can say this.