“Oh, grandpa,” said Charlie, “see how white the apple-trees are
with blossoms.”
“Yes,” replied grandpa; “if the tree keeps its promises, there
will be plenty of apples; but if it is like some boys I know
there may not be any.”
“What do you mean by keeping its promises?” Charley inquired.
“Why,” returned grandpa, “blossoms are only the tree’s promises,
just as the promises little boys make sometimes are blossoms.
Sometimes the frost nips these blossoms, both on the tree and in
the boy.”
“I see,” Charlie remarked; “then you think when I promise to be
a better boy, I am only in blossom. But I’ll show you that the
frost can’t nip my blossoms.”--_The Young Evangelist._
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Dr. Alexander MacLaren writes as follows about following the promises:
In the crooked alleys of Venice there is a thin thread of red
stone inlaid in the pavement or wall which guides through all
the devious turnings to the plaza, in the center where the great
church stands. As long as we have the red line of promise on the
path faith may follow it, and it will lead to God. (Text.)
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