The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-01-09
sEDALIA WEEKLY BAZOO, TUESDAY, JANUARY 9. 1885,


Fellow sinners: Human life Is one
grea. old Saturday in which We should
close up accounts, set the work room in
order and get ready for Sunday. II will
not do to wait until we see the dawn of
morning breaking over the hills, nor will
God care TO the battered old hulk which
has been private on the high seas of life
SO many years. When TIE bud is bliyhted
ar d the mildew blasts the early grain, the
harvest is surely not valuable ore. Lilies
moments flee rapidly generations of men
CO ne and generations pass away like the
leaves of the forest, or the grasses upon
the hillside.
'Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be
proud,
Like a swift flying meteor, a fast flying
cloud.
A fash of the lightning, break of the
He pssseth from life to his rest in the
grave"
We may crowd much into life, of what
may be termed earthly enjoyment, but it
is full of sorrows, and cares, and disap-
pointments, and broken trusts, and antag.
onisms as we'll. We grow old, and in the
re rosr sct it is not the few joys, but the
many griefs the eyes linger upon.
And as it is with the griefs, so il is with
the temptations We have yielded to, the
sins we have made are our own. We
would forget these, but alas! it is i'm pos
sible. Their tracing has not been left for
day but for an eternity.
But while this is true, we may cOnse-
crate ourselves to higher purpose evil
habits may be subdued; fiery passions
controlled by principle; temptations re-
sis ed; self denial cheerfulIy sustained
and a faith founded ON rock whose foun-
dation is God.
We are not born that we may pass
through life barely that we may live, there
must be an object-an ultimate purpose.
Nor is that purpose the acquisition OF
wealth alone or the fame of success. There
is something else greater than these and
that is virtue. Oh fellow sinners, We have
shaken hands and given greetings TO another
year, but who knows how soon we shall bid
it farewell.
We may hsve our plans and our hopes
and ambitions. bHt rev small are THESE when
brought face to face with death. Can gold
keep its cold hand from our tired ones
can tears purchase its exemption; can
prayers turn il aside? Nay, nay, not So
Inc .orable ii comes To the palace as we'll
as to the howell and it clasps the form shelf.
cred by the silken coveriet as we'll as the
outcast in rags. How unreasonable
then is it 10 begin TO live when
we must give up living. Every day should
be reckoned as our last, SAYS Chrysostom
and were this SO, think YOU, young man,
you would do that damnable thing you
are contemplating? Think you, Young
woman, you would go farther i'm the path !
which leads to ruin? Think YOU, fathers |
and mothers, you would not. as il were |
weary heaven with your remOrse and |
prayers for forgiveness, instead of going /
forward with bnL the desire 10 reach a |
more exalted opinion than your neighbor |
We may pass the contribution box, or We
may give TO il abundantly aud We NAV saw /
"amen" with as much energy as anybody !
but unless our lives will bear The broad !
light of day and the searching eyes of the |
Master, il will be Of little import Let |
rs remember this and with the singing OF |
the doxology mount higher upon the lad
der of rectitude which shall lead us M /
the sleeps, which, after all, is the beacon |.
star Of us all.