By-and-by you will be surprised to find that you have formed a habit of reining it when it would presage disaster.

It is not getting ready for house-cleaning to-day that terrifies you so much as the fancy that with the morrow will begin the actual scrubbing and window-washing.

You do not mind ripping up an old gown while John reads to you under the evening lamp, but you are positively cross in the reflection that you must sew all of to-morrow with the seamstress who is to put the gown together again.
I may have told elsewhere the anecdote of the pious negro who was asked what he would do if the Lord were to order him to jump through a stone wall.
"I'd gird up my lines (loins) an' go at it!" said Sam, stoutly.

"Goin' _at_ it is my business; puttin' me _troo_ is de Lord's!" The story is good enough to be repeated and called to mind many times during the day, which is absolutely all of life with which we have to do.
Try the principle--and the practice--recommended in this simple heart-to-heart talk, dear sister.

The habit of living by the day, rooted in faith in Him who guarantees grace for that time, and pledges no more, is better than the philosopher's stone.