“David,” said his mother, “do you love Jesus?”
“Yes, mamma, indeed I love Him. I know Him to be worthy of my love.”
“And you desire to be His servant to honour Him, and do His will?”
“Yes, mamma, if I only knew the way.”
“David, it was His will that papa should be taken from us; but you are angry at our loss.”
“Angry! oh, mamma!”
“You are not submissive under His will. You fail to have confidence in His love, or His wisdom, or in His care for you. You think that in taking him He has made a mistake or been unkind.”
“I know I am all wrong, mamma.”
“David, my boy, perhaps it is this which is standing between you and a full consecration to His service.”
And then she spoke to him of his father, and of his work, and how blessed he had been in it, and of the rest and reward to which he had gone.