St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-03-23
THE MOTHER OF US ALL.
A Beautiful Smile Between the Care
of God and That of q
Mother.
God q Mother Who Bears With Us
and Helps Us All the Way
Through Life.
A Mans Sin Like Continent But Gods For
giveness Like the Atlantic and Pacific
Oceans Bounding Both Sides.
DR.. Talmage Again Resumes His Pulpit in
the Tabernacle After an Absence
Of Two Weeks.

Special to the Globe.
BROOKLYN, March 22.-After an absence
of two weeks, during which time he spoke in
some thirteen cities of the West, DR.. Talmage
returned to his pulpit in the Brooklyn Taber-
nace to-day. Before the sermon he ex-
pounded some consolatory passages of Scrip
ture. The opening hymn was:
''Come, We disconsolate, where er We languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.''
The subject of the sermon was The Mother
of Us All, and the text was from Isaiah Xvi,
33: "As one whom his mother comforteth,
so will l comfort you" DR.. Talmage said: F:
The Bible is a warm letter of affection
from parent to child and yet there are
many who see chiefly the severer passages.
AS there may be fifty or sixty nights of gentle
dew in one summer that will not cause as
much remark as one hail-storm of half an
hour, so there are those who are more struck
the indignation of God than by those that
announce his affection. There may come e
to household twenty or fifty letters of
affection during the year, and they will not
make as much excitement in that home as
one sheriff writ; ;and so there are people who
are more attentive to those passages which
announce the wrath of God, than to those
which announce His mercy and His favor.
God is Lion, John says in the book of Rev
elation. God is Breaker, Micah announces
in his prophecy. God is Rock, God is a
King. But here, also, that God is Love. A
father and his child are walking out in the
field on summers day, and there comes
up
THUNDER STORM,
and there is flash of lightning that startles
the child, and the father says" :"My dear, that is
Gods eye." There comes peal of thunder
and the father says: 'My dear, that is God s
voice. But the clouds go eff the sky and
the storm is gone and light floods the
heavens and foods the landscape, and the
father forgets to say: ''That is Gods smile. {"
The text bends with great gentleness and love
over all who are PROSTATE in sin and trouble.
1t lights up with compassion. 1t melts with
tenderness. 1t breathe upon us the hush
of an eternal lullaby, for it announces that
God is our Mother. Gas one whom his
mother comforteth, so will comfort you"
remark in the first place that God has a
mothers simplicity of instruction. A father
does not know how to teach child the A,
B, c. Men are not skllful in the primary
department, but mother has so much pa
tience that she will tell child for the hun
dredth time the difference between and G,
and between l and j. Sometimes it is by
blocks, sometimes by the worsted-work,
nth b,,f M lofa hv ba
book. She thus teaches the child and has no
awkwardness of condescension in so doing.
So God, on mother, stoops down to our in-
fantile minds. Though we are told thing
a thousand times and we do not understand
it, our Heavenly Mother goes on, line upon
line, precept upon precept, here little and
there little. God has been teaching some
of us thirty years and some Of US sixty years,
one word of one syllable, and we do not
know it yet-f-a-i-t-h, faith. When we come
to that word we stumble, we halt. we lose
our place. we pronounce it wrong. Still,
Gods patience is not exhausted. God, our
mother, puts US in the
SCHOOL OF PROSPERITY,
and the letters are in sunshine, and we can
not spell them. God puts US in the school OF
adversity, and the letters are black and we
cannot spell them. If God were merely a
king he would punish US; if he were simply
a father he would whip us; but God is a
mother, and we are borne with and helped
all the way through. A mother teaches her
child chiefly by pictures. If she wants to
set forth to her child the hdeousness of a
Quarrelsome spirit, instead of giving lee
ture upon that subject, she turns over leaf
and shows the child two boys in a wrangle,
and saws: "Does not that look horrible gu
If she wants to teach her child the awfulness
of war she turns over the picturebook and
shows the war charger, the headless trunks OF
butchered men, the wild, agonizing blood
shot eye of battle rolling under lids OF
flame, and she says, 'That is warr' The
child understands it. In a great many books
the best part is the pictures. The style
may be insipid, the type poor, but a picture
always attracts cbild's attention. Now, God,
our mother, teaches US almost everything by
pictures. Is the divine goodness to be set
forthl How does God, our mother, teach
us. By an autumnal picture. The barns
are full. The wheat-stacks are rounded.
The cattle are chewing the cud lazily in the
sun. The orchards are dropping the ripe
pippins into the lap of the farmer. The
natural world that has been busy all summer
seems now to be resting in
GREAT ABUNDANCE.
We look at the picture and say: "Thou
crownest the year with Thy goodness and
Thv paths drop fatness." Our family comes
around the breakfast table. 1t has been a
very cold night, but the children are all
bright because they slept under thick cover
lids and they are now in the warm blast of
the open register and their appetites make
luxuries out of the plainest fare, and we look
at the picture and say: 'Bless the Lord,
my soul.'
l remark again that God has a mother
fayoritism. A father sometimes shows. a
sort of favoritism. Here is boy, strong,
well, of high forehead and quick intellect.
The father saws, ~ will take that boy into
nv firm YETI or II will give him the very
best possible education" There are in
stances where. for the culture Of the one
boy. all the others have been robbed. A sad
favo.itism: but that is not the mothers ia
vorite ] will tell You her fsvorite. There
is child who at two years of age had fall.
He has never got over it The scarlet fever
muffied bis hearing. He is not what ne once
was. That child has caused the mother more
anxious nights than all the other children.
The last thing she does when going out OF
the house is TO give charge in regard TO
him. The first thing she does on coming in
is to ask in regard to him. Why, the child
ren of the family all know that be is the IA
yorite and say, Mother, you let him do just
as he pleases aud you give him great
many things which you do not give u.s.
He is your favorite-" The mother
smiles. She knows it is so. So he ought to
be: for if there is any one in the world who
needs mpaihy more than another, it Is an
invalid child, weary on the first mile Of
LEES JOURNEY,
carving au aching head, weak side, an ir-
ritated lung. So the mother ought to MAKE
him a favorite. God, our mother, has favor
ties. ssWhorn the Lord loveth he chasten-