The little boy always told his mother his troubles and in this case went to her for advice. She told him she would pray that God would tell the birds not to go near the trap. He seemed satisfied, but went away deeply buried in thought.
A few days later he was sitting on the fence, at his home, when the trustee passed. Knowing of the incident he asked the boy about the trap.
“Well, the trap was set all right,” he said, “and my mother prayed hard, asking God to strengthen the instinct of the birds so they would keep out of danger—not go near the trap.”
“Did God answer your mother’s prayer?” asked the gentleman.
“Sure thing He did,” the newsy quickly answered.
“Why were you so certain?”
“Because when it got dark I went to the barnyard and busted the trap all to pieces. There wasn’t enough wood left to make a tooth pick.”
The trustee slowly walked away saying to himself:
“Action was needed with prayer.”