God first puts the good thoughts and the holy impulses into your heart. Then when you try to obey and do what he commands and suggests, he helps you to do it. “It is God which worketh in you both to will and to work.” If character is a web and we are weavers, we cannot ourselves prepare white, clean threads of thought and purpose and love, for our hearts are unclean; nor can we weave the threads into a pure, unsoiled web, for our hands are stained. God must put into our hearts the beautiful threads. He must give us the pattern, too, into which he would have us fashion the fabric. Then he must cleanse our hands and guide our fingers. In weaving this web we must not miss a thread, for if we do the loom goes on and the web rolls by, but the place of the dropped thread remains unfilled. Would you be able to say at your life's end, “I have finished the work which God gave me to do,” you must be sure that each smallest duty is done in its own time. To have at last a finished life, each day must close with its duty all done, no tasks remaining unfinished. That is, each day’s work must be left complete, with life’s duty done up to that moment, as if we should never come again to our tasks.