The help that my dear counted on did come to her, though it came, in the eternal wisdom, for another purpose. Though to bless and restore his mother, not his father, was the errand of this baby, its power was mighty to do it. When I saw the strength of the weak little hand and how its touch could heal my darling's heart and raised hope within her, I felt a new sense of the goodness and the tenderness of God.

The help that my dear counted on did come to her, though it came, in the eternal wisdom, for another purpose. To bless and restore his mother, not his father, was the errand of this baby, and its power was mighty. When I saw how the weak little hand could heal my darling's heart and raise hope within her, I felt a new sense of the tenderness of God.
