When you make promises, keep them. They are a test of your character. I do not mean that you should be under bondage to your promises. Sometimes we fully believe we can and will perform them, but later find that it is impossible. In such a case we should explain matters and so relieve the mind of the one to whom the promise was made and show him that the failure to make good our word is not due to neglect or unwillingness. Keep your business promises. Many persons get into debt and promise to pay and then just let things drift along. This is wrong. Pay your debts when you agree to, or give a reason for not doing so, and let it be a reason, not an excuse. If you promise to do work for some one, do it. Keep your promise if you must sacrifice to do so. Many parents are very careless and inconsiderate regarding their promises to their children. Children will “tease” for things if allowed. Too many times parents make promises that they do not expect ever to fulfil, just to be rid of the children’s asking. Children soon learn the value of such promises, and they learn the value of your character. Do not lie to your children; do not make promises to them unless you mean them. If you make promises to them and then are not able to keep them, value your word enough and their respect enough to explain to them the reason. Reader, what is your word worth? What value do you place on it? What value do others place on it? What value does God place on it? God wants you to “speak the truth, and lie not.” Your standing, your influence, your usefulness—all depend upon your faithfulness; and if you are faithful, you will be faithful to your promises. Think seriously over these things. If you are at fault, set about to amend. Such a fault will be a blight upon your life and upon your character until it is corrected. When the Psalmist pictures a righteous man, he says that he “sweareth [promiseth] to his own hurt, and changeth not.” Are you that sort of righteous person? TALK SIXTEEN. HOW TO KEEP OUT OF TROUBLE Old Uncle John was not so spry as he had once been. There were only a few black hairs left among the many gray ones. His limbs were shaky and his steps faltering. He was “no good for work any more,” he said; but there were two things that he kept on doing right along: he seemed to be always smiling and he seemed to be always praising the Lord. “Happy John,” people called him, and he certainly deserved the name. He did not seem to have much of this world’s goods to make him glad. His lot in life did not appear to be more than usually pleasant, nor was there anything in the way of external evidence to show whence his happiness came. I had often sat and gazed upon his placid face lifted in devotion to God. He never seemed to get into trouble. No matter what happened, Uncle John seemed to have no part in the trouble. With others, troubles came and troubles went, but Uncle John still smiled and praised the Lord.