His listener then went on to speak of the beautiful figure of the rod and staff.
Sunshine and Shadow.—God leads his little ones gently, the Good Shepherd bears the lambs, that the enemy may not too much affright them through the dark valley.
"Is your peace never disturbed, William?" I asked one day.
"Not often," he answered. "Sometimes there comes a cloud—it is a temptation, I suppose."
"Yes," I said, "Satan, perhaps, envies you. He knows that he will never get your soul, but he will trouble you a little."
"I suppose so," he replied thoughtfully.
Wishing to express to me his happiness in God, and not knowing quite how to do so, he said:
"It is like this, sometimes—I feel like a boy let out from school; I am so happy, I want to shout." At another time he said:
"I have much communion." Then, as if to illustrate this, he added:
"Last night, I awoke about two o'clock, and I was praying in my sleep."