An artist was once frescoing the lofty ceiling of a church, and gradually stepping back on the scaffolding to watch the effect of his work, he was so absorbed in his picture that he did not notice that he was about to step off the edge and fall upon the pavement far below. A brother artist, seeing his danger and knowing that a word would but hasten his fall, threw his brush at the picture. The painter, indignant, rushed forward and was saved. God sometimes destroys the pictured hopes of our hearts to startle us from sin and save our souls. --Peloubet
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