Grandma excitedly began to ask all kinds of questions as to how Missy came to pick out that particular Psalm, and what difficulties she experienced in learning it all; but it was grandpa who, characteristically, enquired:
“And what does it mean to you, Missy?”
“Mean—?” she repeated.
“Yes. For instance, what does that last verse mean?”
“'Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life—?' That—?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Why, I think I see myself walking through some big, thick woods. It's springtime, and the trees are all green, and the grass slick and soft. And birds are singing, and the wind's singing in the leaves, too. And the sun's shining, and all the clouds have silver edges.”
She paused.
“Yes, dear,” said grandpa.
“That's the house of the Lord,” she explained.