Charlotte messenger. [volume] (Charlotte, Mecklenburg Co., N.C.) 1882-18??, 1886-08-07

right to do what lie 1ill with Il. Thy WI
be donev'-the hardest prayer man evar
made.
It has seemed as II Jesus Christ took the
best; from many Of your households the best
one is. gone. You knew that sne was We
good for this world; she was the gentlest IN
her ways, the deepest in her affections; ana
when at last the sickness came you had
faith in medicines. You knew that Jesu
was coming over the doorsill. You knew the
hour of parting had come, and when through
the rich grace Of the Lord Jesus Christ you
surrendered that treasure you said: Lord
Jesus. take tit is the best we have-take
it, Thou art worthy" The others in the
household may have been Of grosser mould.
She was of the finest. One day a man was
taking me from the depot to a village. He was
very rough and coarse, and very blasphe-
nous; but after awhile he mellowed down as
he began to talk Of his little son whom he
had lost. ooh! sir" he said, that boy was
different from the rest Of us. He never used
any bad language; no SIR never heard him
use bad word in my life. He used to say
his prayers and we laughed at him, but he
would keep on saying his prayers. often
thought, i can't keep that child, and ! said
to my wife: Mother, we can't keep that child
But, sir the dey ne was drowned, and they
brought him in and laid him on the carpet,
so white and so beautiful, my heart broke,
sir; knew we couldn't keep him."
The heaven of your little ones will not be
fairly begun until you get there. All the
kindnessss shown them by immortals will not
make them forget you. There they are, the
radiant throngs that went out from your
homes. l throw kiss to the sweet darliEgs
They are all well now in the palace. The
crippled child has a sound foot now. A little
lame child says: 'sMa will be lame in
heavens" emo, my darling, you won't be
lame in heaven" A little sick child says:
ma, will l be sick in heavenq' "No, my
dear. you won't be sick in heaven" A little
heavenl" "No, my dear, you won't be blind
in heaven. They are all well there"
l notice that the fine gardens sometimes
have high fences around them and l cannot
get in 1t is so with Kings garden. The
only glimpse you ever get Of such garden is
when the King rides out in his splendid car
riage 1t is not SO with this garden, this
Kings garden. throw wide open the gate
and tell you all to, come in. No monopoly in
religion. Whosdever will may choose now
between a desert and a garden. Many
of you have tried the garden Of this
worlds delight. You have found it has
been a chagrin; So i was with Theo-
when we read his poems; but he could not
make his own heart laugh. While in the
midst of his festivities he confronted look
ing-glass and he saw himself and said:
'There, that is true. l look just as / am,
done up in body, mind and purse" So it
was of Shenstone, of whose garden I told
you at the beginning of my sermon. He sat
down amid those bowers and said; ~ have
lost my road to happiness. l am angry and
envious and frantic, and despise everything
around me just as it becomes mailman to
do Oh We weary souls, come into Christs
garden to-day and pluck a little hearts,
ea'e. Christ is the only rest and the
k,.I fv-fk H.
not think your chance has almost come
You men and women who have been waiting
year after year for some good opportunity in
which to accept Christ, but have post
oned it five, ten, twenty, thirty years, do
you not feel as if now your hour OF deliver
ance and pardon and salvation had comet
Oh man, what grudge hast thou against thy
poor soul that thou wilt not let it be saved
feel as if salvation must come to-day in
some of your hearts.
Some years ago a vessel struck on the
rocks. They had only one lfeboat. In that life
boat the passengers and crew were getting
ashore. The vessel had foundered and was
sinking deeper and that one boat could not
take the passengers very swiftly A little
get into the boat. The boat came and went,
came and went, but her turn Aid not seem to
come. After awhile she could wait no longer
and she leaped on the taffrail aud
then sprang into the sea, crying to the boat
men: Save me nextl Save me nextl" Oh,
how many have gone ashore into Gods mercy
and yet you are clinging to the wreck Of sin
Others have accepted the pardon of Christ,
but you are in peril Why not, this moment,
make rush for your immortal rescue, cry
ing until Jesus shall hear you and heaven
and earth ring with the cry: Save me nexti
Save me nextI" Now is the day of salvation!
Now Nowl
This Sabbath is the last for some of you.
It is about to sail away forever. Her bell
tolls The planks thunder back in the gang
way. She shoves of, she floats toward the
great ocean OF eternity. Wave farewell to
your last chance for heaven. Oh, Jerusa-
lem, Jerusalem, how often would 1 have
gathered thee as a hen gathereth her brood
under her wings and We would not. Behold
your house is left unto you desolate Invited
to revel in garden, you die in q desert
May God Almighty, before it is too late,
break that infatuation.