A story is told of a poor woman who, by reason of her poverty,
was kept from many a service for her Lord which she feared He
might require at her hands--and she was dying. She was saying to
her young daughter, who stood near the bed, that she regretted
her fruitless life, and was wishing that she might have more to
show the Master when she met Him face to face. “Mother,” sobbed
the daughter, “show Him your fingers.” Her hands were calloused
with work she had done unselfishly for others in her Master’s
name. (Text.)
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=Testing=--See PERMANENT, THE; TRIAL A MEANS OF GRACE.