Protected from Harm by Hubert M. Sparrow

Pacific Press Publishing Association

FromSigns of the Times, Harvest Ingathering Number

Protected from Harm

By Hubert M. Sparrow

HUBERT M. SPARROW

I HAD been away from the home station, establishing out schools, and was returning home with my donkey team and native assistants. One night, we came to a beautiful valley carpeted with green grass, where we determined to camp for the night. As our donkeys were tired with the long day's journey, we let them loose, so they could feed better; and knowing they would not stray far from the camp, we allowed them to remain loose all night.

In the morning, a native came to our camp, and asked where we had slept that night.

"Right here," we answered.

NATIVE BELIEVERS IN WEST AFRICA, IN FRONT OF THEIR MEETINGHOUSE

"And what did you do with your donkeys?" he asked.

We told him we let them run loose all night.

Then he said, "Do you know that at sundown last evening, a lion killed three cattle right out there?" pointing to a place not far from where we had our camp.

We told him we did not know about it, but believed that our Father had had a care for us, and that we could trust Him in every time of danger. How sweet is this assurance!

Gwelo, Rhodesia.