Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1873-07-30
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One Of Draws Sermons.
ny SAKE HOLM.

One OF her most impressive sermons was
called "Tho Gospel Of Mystery"
The text was Psalm Xix. 2:
Day unto day uttercth speech, and night unto
night shewcih knowledge"
First she dwolt on the sweet meaning Of
the word Gospel. Dear friends, 4" she said
&C. il is a much simpler word that we realize !;
it is only good news good tidngs' We
get gospels every day. Our children send
us good news Of their lives. What gospels
Of JOY are such letters And nations to
nations send good news--a race of slaves is
set irec a war has ended ship-loads Of
grain have been sent to the starving
good man has been made ruler; these are
good tidings-gospels"
After dwelling on this first, simplest
idel Of the word, until every one Of her
hearers had begun to think wildly Of all
the good tidngs journeying in words back
and forth between heart and heart, conii-
nent and continent, she spoke Of the good
news which nature tells without words.
Here she was eloquent. Subtle as the
ideas were, they were yet clothed in the
plain speech which the plain people under.
stood the tidings Of the spring, of the
winter, Of the river, Of the mountain Of
gold, Of silver, Of electric FIRE; Of blossom
and fruit; Of seed.time and harvest of
suns and stars and waters these were the
speech " which day uttered unto day
But knowledge was greater" than
speech night in her silence showed
what day could not tell Here the faces of
the people grew fixed and earnest 10 any
other hands than Draxy the thought would
have been too deep for them, and they
would have turned from it wearily. But
her simplicity controlled them always.
Stand on your door.steps on a dark night"
she said" night 50 dark that you can
see nothing; looking out into this silent
darkness, you will presently feel a far
greater sense Of how vast the world is, than
you do in broad monday, when you can
sec up to the very sun himself
More than one young face in the con-
gregaton showed that this sentence struck
home and threw light On hitherto uuex-
planned emotions "I'his is like what |
mean" continued Draxy, by the Gospel
Of Mystery, the good tidings of the things
we cannot understand. This gospel is
everywhere. Not the wisest map that has
ever lived can fully understand The smallest
created thing a drop of water, grain Of
dust, a beam Of light, can battle his utmost
research So with our own lives, with our
own hearts; every day brings a mystery
sin and grief and death all these are
mysteries gospels Of mystery; good IT,
dlngs Of mystery; yes, good tidugs These
are what prove that God means to take us
into another world after this one-iuto a
world where all things which perplexed us
here will be explained o, my dear
friends ' she exclaimed at last clasping
her hands tightly thank God for the things
which We cannot understands except Tor
them, how should we ever be sure Of i'm
mortality
Then she read them hymn called The
Gospel Of Mystery" Coming after the
sermon, it was sweet and clear to all the
peoples hearts. Before the sermon, it
would have seemed obscure.
THE GOSPEL or MYSTERY.
Good t'dings every day,
God'. messengers ride fast.
We do not hear one-half they say,
There is such noise on the highway,
Where we must wait while they ride past
Their banners blaze and shine
With Jesus Christ's dear name,
And story how by Gods design
lie saves ~ 10 His love divine,
And liits us nom our sin and shame.
Their music hlls the air,
Their songs sing all of heaven
lhelf ringing tfumpetpe declare