Christ accepts what we try our best to do for him, what we truly want to do, even though no results come from our efforts. This ought to be a comfort to many of us, for we do not do, any of us, indeed, what it is in our hearts to do. Our hands are awkward and unskilful, and fail to work out the beauty that our mind dreams. We go out with high resolve and loving thought to do some sweet service for our Lord, and come back with tears and sad regret over the failure or the marring of what we meant to do. But Christ knows what our hearts planned and what we wanted to do, and that is what he counts and sets down on his books.