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too small for God to care about when it involves one of His children," Grandma replied.
We prayed about the lost book, -and I went to get ready for bed. When I turned back the covers, my book was under lie pillow!
"Look, Grandma," I called. "Here it is! That was a quick answer to prayer, wasn't it?"
Grandma came to my door and nodded her head. "I'n not surprised. The Lord says 'Before you call, I will answer. He knows just what we need all the time."
"We didn't really have to pray then. The book was here anyway, and the Lord knew I needed it."
"Get into bed," Grandma said, "and I'll tell you why we should always pray, even though God knows our needs."
When I was a little girl, we always had family prayer in our home, and Pa expected each of us to pray. We were brought up to believe that God always hears and answers when His children call.
But I was often a very stubborn child. There were times when I didn't want to do what I knew was right. The morning that I remember was one of those times. Pa had promised that the whole family could go with him to a cattle auction in the next county.
' "There is a homemaking exhibit for the ladies, I hear," Pa said to Ma. "You will enjoy that."
"Even me?" I asked excitedly. "I can go too, Pa?"
"Pa said it was for ladies!" Roy put in. "That sure wouldn't include you."
I started to protest, but Ma interrupted. "Now, Roy, don't start something you'll be sorry for. Of course that includes you, Mabel. Have we ever left you at home?"
I was excited, and I could hardly wait for the day to come. It finally did, and we were up before daybreak to have breakfast and get started. I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't want to finish the meal.
"You'll wish you had before you see dinnertime," Ma w;irned. "You'd better eat."
Ma didn't know how true that would be.
After breakfast, Pa reached for the Bible.
"Oh, Pa!" I protested. "We aren't going to take time for prayer this morning, are we? Couldn't we do it when we get home tonight? It's a long way to the exhibition grounds!"
Pa looked at me with surprise. "God always comes first in this house, you know that, Mabel. We want to start our day by talking to Him."
"Well, I don't," I replied crossly.
It's a wonder Ma didn't spank me right then. But she didn't. She just looked at me quietly. "All right, Mabel, you won't need to pray this morning."
Somehow the day didn't seem quite as exciting to me now. I knew I had been horrid and should have been punished.
We got into the buggy and started out. I sat very quietly while the boys chattered about what they would see and do. As the sun came up, and we neared the grounds, my spirits rose, and I began to think of the fun I would have. "The first thing I want to do is find Sarah Jane. We want to look at everything that is here."
"You won't have far to look," Ma replied. "I see her standing by the buggies, waiting for you."
Sarah Jane was hopping from one foot to the other with excitement. "Hurry, Mabel," she called. "I've been waiting and waiting for you. What took you so long?"
I started to say something about having prayer before we left, but then thought better of it. "We're here now," I said. "Let's go."
We ran off toward the big tent that held the homemaking exhibit, and our mothers followed close behind.
"Oh!" Sarah Jane exclaimed, "we'll never see all this! I didn't know there were that many quilts in the whole world! Have you ever seen so many things?"
"No," Ma laughed. "I guess I haven't. And look at all the baked goods and canned food! We'd better get started, or we'll miss something."
For a long time Sarah Jane and I trailed along after our, mothers, looking at the displays and pointing out what we liked best. Shortly before noon, the ladies sat down to rest.
"Don't you girls wander off too far," Ma said to us. "We'll be eating in just a little while."
"May we go outside and look around, Ma?" I asked.
"I guess that would be all right. But don't get out of sight of the
We prayed about the lost book, -and I went to get ready for bed. When I turned back the covers, my book was under lie pillow!
"Look, Grandma," I called. "Here it is! That was a quick answer to prayer, wasn't it?"
Grandma came to my door and nodded her head. "I'n not surprised. The Lord says 'Before you call, I will answer. He knows just what we need all the time."
"We didn't really have to pray then. The book was here anyway, and the Lord knew I needed it."
"Get into bed," Grandma said, "and I'll tell you why we should always pray, even though God knows our needs."
When I was a little girl, we always had family prayer in our home, and Pa expected each of us to pray. We were brought up to believe that God always hears and answers when His children call.
But I was often a very stubborn child. There were times when I didn't want to do what I knew was right. The morning that I remember was one of those times. Pa had promised that the whole family could go with him to a cattle auction in the next county.
' "There is a homemaking exhibit for the ladies, I hear," Pa said to Ma. "You will enjoy that."
"Even me?" I asked excitedly. "I can go too, Pa?"
"Pa said it was for ladies!" Roy put in. "That sure wouldn't include you."
I started to protest, but Ma interrupted. "Now, Roy, don't start something you'll be sorry for. Of course that includes you, Mabel. Have we ever left you at home?"
I was excited, and I could hardly wait for the day to come. It finally did, and we were up before daybreak to have breakfast and get started. I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't want to finish the meal.
"You'll wish you had before you see dinnertime," Ma w;irned. "You'd better eat."
Ma didn't know how true that would be.
After breakfast, Pa reached for the Bible.
"Oh, Pa!" I protested. "We aren't going to take time for prayer this morning, are we? Couldn't we do it when we get home tonight? It's a long way to the exhibition grounds!"
Pa looked at me with surprise. "God always comes first in this house, you know that, Mabel. We want to start our day by talking to Him."
"Well, I don't," I replied crossly.
It's a wonder Ma didn't spank me right then. But she didn't. She just looked at me quietly. "All right, Mabel, you won't need to pray this morning."
Somehow the day didn't seem quite as exciting to me now. I knew I had been horrid and should have been punished.
We got into the buggy and started out. I sat very quietly while the boys chattered about what they would see and do. As the sun came up, and we neared the grounds, my spirits rose, and I began to think of the fun I would have. "The first thing I want to do is find Sarah Jane. We want to look at everything that is here."
"You won't have far to look," Ma replied. "I see her standing by the buggies, waiting for you."
Sarah Jane was hopping from one foot to the other with excitement. "Hurry, Mabel," she called. "I've been waiting and waiting for you. What took you so long?"
I started to say something about having prayer before we left, but then thought better of it. "We're here now," I said. "Let's go."
We ran off toward the big tent that held the homemaking exhibit, and our mothers followed close behind.
"Oh!" Sarah Jane exclaimed, "we'll never see all this! I didn't know there were that many quilts in the whole world! Have you ever seen so many things?"
"No," Ma laughed. "I guess I haven't. And look at all the baked goods and canned food! We'd better get started, or we'll miss something."
For a long time Sarah Jane and I trailed along after our, mothers, looking at the displays and pointing out what we liked best. Shortly before noon, the ladies sat down to rest.
"Don't you girls wander off too far," Ma said to us. "We'll be eating in just a little while."
"May we go outside and look around, Ma?" I asked.
"I guess that would be all right. But don't get out of sight of the
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