Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1884-09-19
OUR SERMON ON TROUBLE.

Man that is born of woman is Of few
days and full of trouble" and as all men
seem TO be born that way, between you and
ourself, dear reader, that trouble is well nigh
universal. The Psalmist, mark you, said
"full" of trouble, from which we infer that
he had his in his minds eye, the troubled
editor of some daily ''full'-Aedged morning
paper, who between the solemn hour Of Sat
urday's midnight and the gray dawning of
this blessed Sabbath morning finds his trou-
BILE "full" and his printers ''full." The only
hitch that We can discern in the inspiration
of Israers King is in that he failed to under
score 'full," but mayhaps, his printers had
run out of italics and were 'full" also. Yes,
indeed, thou dear old David this world is
'full'' of trouble. Every day and every
hour has its trouble and when at last our
tired eyes are closed in sleep even our
dreams are troubled. The promise of every
morning is doomed to be clouded ere fall
the evenings softer shades, with some trou-
bic. "Of few days" said the writer, but
count the troubles and how many they seem.
That husband of many wives clear forgot
the women and said 'man born of wo-
man" while the fact is the woman is Just Is
full oftrouble AS the man, and so her children
and children's children, babes and all. There
is a trouble at the hour of mans birth, and
another at the hour of his death and poor
woman ia the victim of both hours. Who
can say what this life would have been but
for trouble. What days and months and
years Of a serenity that would have been
at least akin to joy. Our tears would have
flowed ina celestial peace, and not been wrung
in anguish from aching brows, dropping
like gentle rains from opening clouds all un-
rent by the bolts of heaven. But, alas, it is
one continued tug of trouble until temples
cease to throb and tired hearts find rest be-
meath the sod. Trouble. II is the gr eat
| black sum of human existence. II renders
tasteless the days first meal, confronts you
at the Threshold of your business, sends
you supperless to your bed, and lashes you
into dependency until dreams have come.
As one trouble wears itself out another
closes in until life itself is consumed. To
the banqueting hall, trouble follows Is sure
| ly as in the funeral train which bears away
from sight, forever, the one most loved Of
all. Love itself, is born Of trouble, and in
trouble fails and dies. Into every Joy, into
every hope, and into every plan Of life, ev-
erywhere, and at all times does trouble in
trude itself From friends come troubles,
from enemies and from your own body,
head and heart. However faithfully our
poor natures may struggle for the pleasures
of day and the rest of night, some
stronger power breathes on them trou BILE
that cheats and blasts.
| Between two worlds life hovers liz an stmos-
often lost sight of and hope falls. 1t en-
folds all stations and conditions. None car
escape them, aud everyone knows his own
troubles best. LET not your hearts b.
troubled" said one, but the life of the lowly
Nazarene seemed ever bowed in trouble
his words trouble-ladened; and the tragedy
of Golgotha, though triumph, was a trou-
bic that smote nature itself until it shudder-
ed in sympathy. But that editor whom
David saw in his minds eye, is compelled to
listen to other peoples troubles, and oh,
how they depress and worry, antagonize
and disgust.
But, thank heaven, these are lost in sleep
troubled, probably, and We are left in this
quiet hour to write about them. and to catct
the force Of our own WEAKNESS, and to sun
| up the troubles of the day that is gone for.
ever. One poor woman wanted place for
her weakly boy; another plead that We dc
something to save her son from threatened
ruin. A deserted husband poured into on,
ears the tale of his wife's Inconsistency, and
of wrecked home. One citizen wanted
the city council hauled over the Goals, ant
another the saloons closed by the power o
the press. One man had been misrepre
sented in our columns. another's advertise
ment was wrong, another's new machine hac
not been noticed, and another's paper hat
not been left at his home. Then there wer
two letters, one asking aid for church, and
the other seeking influence in securing q
petty political Office.
And SO it went, and SO it goes, day aftel
day. The trouble of your neighbors and o
your friends are thus dumped onto your
own shoulders, and the trouble of one hear
will thus become the trouble of man,
another heart, and so it must go until on
hands are folded and our eyes closed for tn
last time. But the troubles, they will liv,
to burthen the children of all tine generations
that shall follow in our footsteps; live not t.
disappear until the perfect man and his per
feet day shall be ushered in by Him who
said, "Are there not in my Fathers hous
many mansions; for if it were not so woult
have told you"