He Knoweth the End From the Beginning

When the Heart Was Young by Walter Denys Adler

"Now, Hannah, it's time we got to our knees. Where's the Bible? Our Father knows just how we feel, and He's putting every one of those tears into His bottle, and writing them down in His book, and the time will come when He'll have them in remembrance and make it all right! ...

Charles got his Bible from the table where it usually lay and open it to their trouble psalm, as they called it, the ninety-first ...

The tender words rang out in the quiet room where the two had sat on many nights together through the years, and often read them before when heavy sorrorws were burdening them.

Hannah remembered those other nights now, and Charles' voice, reading the words of trust just as he was reading them now ... As the wonderful promises followed one another climaxing with the triumphal ultimate hope, the two old saints remembered that they were not living for this life alone. They were pilgrims journeying to a better country, where all their troubles were to be righted and all their tears wiped away.

And then they knelt side by side and hand in hand while Charles prayed, God standing close beside them, so that they could almost feel His hand upon their heads with a touch of assurance. They had trusted before. They would go on trusting to the end, for their Heavenly Father had never yet failed them. The night might be dark now, but Day was promised, and their Guide could see in the dark as well as in the day, and He knoweth the end from the beginning."

~SUNRISE by Grace Livingston Hill ~