Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1869-10-05
The Golden Text.

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ties and harrassing cares, and he had not
expected to preach the next day, as he was
suffering from a severe cold but his antic-
ipated help had not come and his sermon
was unwritten, and himself in anything
but devotional frame of mind-for minis
tiers, after all, if they are ambassadors of
Christ, are human. Their physical natures
are often weak, and their spiritual condi
ton is not always perfect, even with the
divine help they constantly implore.
On this night Mr.. Redmond leaned his
aching head on his study table, and almost
wished he were not minister, that he
might at least provide his family with the
comforts they so much needed-that so
much would notbe expected from him, and
so little given in return. He was not even
sure that he had the sympathy and pray
ers of his people, they were so distant tow
ard him, and he felt strongly tempted to
have no service on the next day in the
church, and so excuse himself altogether.
But was that doing his Masters work
No. He could not prepare a written ser
mon at that late hour in his presentd epres-
sion of spirits, but he could talk to the peO-
pie ahectionately from the pulpit, as faith
er to his children.
He opened bible to select text, and
chose the first his eyes rested on: "Bear
we one another's burdens"
Never had he spoken so impressively as
he did on that day never had the relation
of pastor and people seemed nearer to him,
or his sacred Office of more endearing beau
ty. He spoke of the sanity fellowship of
christians upon the earth, and his heart
was in what he said.
His people had only respected him be-
fore-that day they loved him. There were
some narrow minded men in the congrega-
ton; one of these sat the next day in his
comfortable home, and talked with his
wife and children over yesterdays sermon.
at seems to me that Mr.. Redmond felt
badly" he said.
81 thought so, too" said his wife"
kitty, | have been thinking over that
text, and have about concluded to bear his
burden a little"
Glow can we do it ?" she asked.
1--WE got sight more of that smooth
hickory wood than can use in two years,
and l will give HIM couple of cords.
think that will help him little"
Kitty said. eyes do" and mentally re-
solved that when pork time came, a snug
ham and sausage meat should find its way
to the parsonage.
Somehow the wood was accompanied
with barrel of -four, the gift of another
member, and shortly after real donation
visit made the minister's home a happy
one for that winter, so that he was able out
of his small salary to spare the means for
few needed books.
But that was not all that good text did.
John Collins was a night Waterman al
the great warehouse of Baker & Co. He
was poor and his wife was sick, and dc
what he would he could not make both
ends meet.
There was a trife of money coming tC
him from a first employer, but it would
not be due until three months. If he cOult
borrow that it would make him straigh
again. But where could he borrow it?-
His companions were as poor as he. Tn,
minister might lend it. for he had been
good friend to John, but he somehow tho
Mr. Redmond needed all the money he got
Mr.. Baker, his employer, was rich, and h
would never need it, but he was very close
John knew that. However, for the SAX
of his little Nellie at home sick, and hi
wife pale sufferer, he made bold to ask
standing by the rich mans desk, and twirl
ing his rimless hat, and telling his stor,
plainly and emphatically. Mr.. Bake
heard him through, and then looked at hin
from head to foot.
81 cannot help yOu," was on his lips
when like an inspiration came Sunday
text to his mind,
"Bear We one another's burdens"
And he counted the money and gave
to the man.
"You have been honest and faithful il
the past, john" was all he said
Mrs. Weston had never thought to in
quire into the circumstances of the woma
who did all her washing standing all da
at the weary work. But that Monda
morning, when she went into the kitchen
and saw that bent form swaying to and fir
l over the steaming suds, she thought of he
as a woman and sister, and by fe'
questions learned her whole history, a yer
common one-a widow with four children
: Mrs. Weston gave her some warm clotht
for her children, and promised to call an
}. see her, and encouraged her by kin
words
And Mrs. Weston resolved never to
guilty of such thoughtlessness again.
Bear We one another's burdens" y,
: rang in her ears and softened her heart.
: 1t had been great wonder to the PEI
= pie of Mr.. Redmond's church to see tt
: old miser, Thomas Fulton, come up Il
aisle upon the Sabbath. 1t was a sti
greater wonder when they heard he hi
:, sent to the almshouse for his daught
;, Mary and her crippled boy. Had the pa
is tors sermon touched that finty heart?
IS Under Gods grace it had.
d "Can ever be discouraged again ?'
II thought Mr. Redman, when he had hea
y its influence
g "Surely the angel of deliverance W
RI near me on that night"
v There are other places in which that tie
lie could be preached with good effect.
a, There are other hearts for it to rea
< and touch. EF
&c 1t has universal meaning, for wherev
is toiling, weary humanity is, there shou
s. be learned the golden text:
lg ''Bear we one another's burdens
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