His wise, kind hand.
“Mother says we ought to study God’s Providence more than we do, since He has a meaning and a purpose in everything He does. Sometimes I can do this and find it a source of great happiness. Then worldly cares seem mere worldly cares, and I forget that His wise, kind hand is in every one of them.”
(Elisabeth Prentiss, Stepping Heavenward, 274)
I’ve picked this book up again. The first time I read it, I was a depressed, bedridden sophomore in college. I was in bed for two days and read this book, missing all my classes. Then I read it again as a senior, nursing a broken heart and wondering what the future held. Then I read it again, maybe even twice, while teaching high school and/or in grad school. Then I read it again after marrying JE, finding him to be very much like Katy’s dear Ernest.
And now — I read it as a mother of two, feeling more pressed by worldly cares than ever before.
But to remember that God’s wise, kind hand is in all of my worldly cares. This brightens the dull task, the worry for so many loved ones, and the hidden service of being a wife, a mother, a daughter.