Some years ago I wanted to teach my boy what faith was and so I put him on a table. He was a little fellow about two years old. I stood back three or four feet, and said.
"Willie, jump."
The little fellow said, "Papa, I'se afraid."
I said: "Willie, I will catch you. Just look right at me, and jump."
The little fellow got all ready to jump, and then looked down again, and said, "I'se afraid."
"Willie, didn't I tell you I would catch you? Will papa deceive you? Now, Willie, look me right in the eye, and jump, and I will catch you."
The little fellow got all ready the third time to jump, but he looked on the floor, and said:
"I'se afraid."
"Didn't I tell you I would catch you?"
"Yes."