Harbor Jim of Newfoundland

s and made my way thru Nova Scotia and back into the States. There was only one reason for my staying, and t

quirer to come to her door without his cup of tea. I put a question to Jim that fortunately set him to talking about prayer. I had expect

atch you ever had, J

t answer to prayer," Jim answered promp

said, and the tone of s

d had to paint the house and there had been many expenses and I had to have a big catch to tide thi

fish will he g

d the man that asks for bread gets bread. It doesn't matter

e will in my name and

only one window and he always had only the one view when he looked out. Thinks I, some folks are like old Mr. Squibbs, they have only one window and looking out o' that window they see only a few things and no wonder they're often a little lackin' in the loft. But I've tried to keep all the windows of my mind and soul open and to let the light in and to look out on all sides. The result o' all this lookin' and a thinkin' is that some parsons and some folks, pars

before us, but a very little way and then only when it's a clear sky, who are we that we should rise up in our conceit and tell the Lord what He had better do.

son on this matter. I don't know why we shouldn't ask Him for what we think we need, but there's a right and a wrong way of asking

h and a good-sized one. Now I know You'll say no, if it's best, and I'll not murmur or complain; but if it seems to You to be best, You'll know the way to send them and when it's best. It's all in Your hands and I'm not d

y grammar, for doesn't He encourage the little folks to talk with Him. Sure, that's just what it is talking with Him. When

ns are in His hands, He doesn't need to be told. I most likely wouldn't know the best way for transporting His gifts. I have

the winner. I don't mind if the sea is ruffled, or the waves mount, or the wind lashes the sails, so long as I know He has an eye on me and keeps me. I have found

d sickness of soul, more'en I do sickness of my body. It is far harder to get rid of selfishness than to get o

," I asked, and not jocularly, but in the hope of finding out

how long to try my patience. I wouldn't say He hurried, for the more I come to know of Him, the more I find it true that He has taken time to do most things He has done. You can get an idea of how He works by looking at this earth that He took so lon

onverted. Of course I pray for my own wife and my own little girl and I pray for Bob McCartney and I also remember Spotty, my dog. If I had a cow, which I haven't just now, I'd pray for her. They

sh story," I reminded him. "What abo

ded that He send them ashore. I went where I'd be likely to find fish. And when I got to the grounds, I heared a voi