I recently came from my summer home to New York by the night
train. The night was dark, foggy and rainy. I did not know the
engineer. I was not sure he could see the curves, the switches,
the grades. It was possible that he might fall asleep at his
post and ditch the train. And yet, believing he was trustworthy,
else he would not be in so responsible a position, I went to
my berth, undrest, slept soundly, and when I awoke the bright
sun was shining into my window, with my destination reached. I
did not feel I did a foolhardy act, tho engineers have slept
at their posts, have missed the switches, have ditched their
trains. And yet I trusted my life to a man I had never seen, and
under most unfavorable circumstances. Thousands are doing that
very thing daily. How much more should we trust an overruling
Providence guiding His children through all storms and darkness,
when our hearts bear witness to His fidelity.--ROBERT
MACDONALD.
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