'A little green leaf

A little green leaf

A pilgrim was wandering, thirsty, almost famished in the desert. He had lost his bearings. He had a compass in his hand, but knew not whether its needle pointed toward a place of rest and refreshment — or to a spot on which he must lie down to die.

He was utterly in despair. Turn which way he would, he seemed to be wandering farther and farther away from hope.

He had sunk down in the sand, resolved to meet his fate, when a little green leaf came wafted by a passing breeze, and fell at his feet. He picked it up, and a new hope took possession of his heart.

The leaf could not have come far, for it was still fresh. Where it came from — there was water, with shade and food. He knew the direction, too, for the breeze had borne it to his feet.

So, with the little leaf in his feverish hand, he arose and hurried away toward the spot from whence it had come. Soon he was resting in the shelter of wide-spreading branches, and quenching his thirst at the spring which flowed at the tree's roots.

Just so, there are times when our hearts are in spiritual unrest, their joy all gone. We are almost in despair, not knowing whither to turn, or what to do, to find rest. Then a little leaf flutters down to us from the Word of God.

It is green and fresh. The dews of life are on it. It has not come far, and it tells of life, rest, and joy where it grew. We have but to rise out of our weariness and faintness, and hasten a little way to find the glad resting-place and shelter in the bosom of God's love.

"The precepts of the LORD are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the LORD are radiant, giving light to the eyes!" Psalm 19:8

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