December 8

Take therefore no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself.— Matthew 6:34.

DO I feel that the same kind Providence which clothes the lilies with beauty, and feeds the ravens when they cry, knows and cares for my most trivial wants, and will surely provide for all that I need? Trusting in this Providence, and in the divine promises, do I put away all anxiety for the future, casting all my care on him who careth for me? Is it my chief anxiety that I may do faithfully the duty of to-day, and that trusting in God, I may be ready for whatever to-morrow may bring?

One of the most useless of all things, is to take a deal of trouble in providing against dangers that never come. How many toil to lay up riches which they never enjoy; to provide for exigences that never happen; to prevent troubles that never come, sacrificing present comfort and enjoyment in guarding against the wants of a period they may never live to see.—W. JAY.

Make a firm-built fence of trust, All around to-day;

Fill the space with loving work, And within it stay.

Look not through the sheltering bars, Anxious for the morrow;

God will help in all that comes, Be it joy or sorrow.