The value of a praying motherByrum, Isabel C. (Isabel Coston)
Religion
The value of a praying mother
Byrum, Isabel C. (Isabel Coston)
Prayer
CHAPTER XVIII.
Answers to Prayer
CHAPTER XIX.
Lost in the Woods
CHAPTER XX.
Novel-Reading
CHAPTER XXI.
Glad Tidings
CHAPTER XXII.
The Meetings
CHAPTER XXIII.
Bessie Sees Her Duty
CHAPTER XXIV.
Reverie
CHAPTER XXV.
A Plea to Mothers
CHAPTER XXVI.
Parental Duty
CHAPTER XXVII.
Useful Hints
THE VALUE OF A PRAYING MOTHER
CHAPTER I.
TWO SCENES.
How delightful to step into the home where God is counselor of both
parent and child! How blessed the companionship in such a home! There
God counsels in sweet, tender tones. He teaches his will and gives the
needed wisdom. God is man's truest and best teacher. James says, "If any
of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally
... and it shall be given him." Be the home ever so beautiful, if it is
not a house of prayer, it is not a place of true happiness. Parents
should often commune with the Lord; especially the mother, with her many
cares and perplexities, if she would do justice to the little ones
entrusted to her care.
A beautiful picture now comes to my mind--a picture of an ideal mother
of olden time. She dwelt in Ramah of Palestine. Her lonely home nestled
among the lonely hills. She loved to commune with the Lord, for deep in
her bosom she carried a sorrow that only he could help her to bear. Her
home lacked that sweet sunlight which innocent childhood brings. She
longed and prayed for a little life to guide and direct in the ways of
the Lord.
Once every year she went with her husband to Shiloh, where sacrifices
were offered, and there publicly worshiped the Lord. When at the house
of the Lord one day, she prayed long and earnestly that God would grant
the desire of her heart. "O Lord of hosts," she prayed, "if thou wilt
indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember me, and
not forget thine handmaid, but wilt give unto thine handmaid a man
child, then I will give him unto the Lord all the days of his life, and
there shall no razor come upon his head."
A scene like this must have been rare even to the priest of God; for he
mistook this sad woman for one drunken with wine. She begged him not to
look upon her as such. When the man of God saw by her modest, earnest
words that she was not drunken as he had supposed, he changed his
reproof into a blessing. "Go in peace," he said, "and the God of Israel
grant thy petition that thou hast asked of him." With perfect confidence
that God had heard and answered prayer, the woman arose and returned
with her husband to their home in Ramah.
The next year she did not go up to Shiloh; for God had granted her
petition and had given her a little son. Her husband was willing for her
to remain at home, but he cautioned her not to forget her promise to the
Lord. He feared, perhaps, that the mother might become so attached to
her child that she would be unwilling to part with him as she had
promised. His warning was unnecessary.
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