Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-12-09

souli ana yet To-Day ne auurtASeS US
with the same tenderness, dawns upon
us with the same smile, pihes US with
the same compassion.
There is no name like his for us. II
is more imperial than Caesars, more
musical than Beethoven's, more con-
quering than Charlemagne's, more
eloquent than Ciceros. 1t throbs
with all life. 1t weeps with ell pathos.
1t groans with all pain. 1t stoops
with all condescension. Il breathes
with all perfume. WHO Like Jesus to
set broken bone, 10 pity homeless
orphan, TO nurse sick man, TO take
prodigal back without any scolding, TO
illumine cemetery all plowed with
graves, to make queen unto God out
of the lost woman Of the street, TO
catch the tears Of human sorrow
in q lachrymatory that shall never
be brokeni Who has such an
eye 10 see our need, such lip
TO kiss away our sorrow, such hand
to snatch us out of the fire, such foot
to trample our enimies, such heart
To embrace all our necessitiesl |
struggle for some metaphor with which
to express him. He is not like the
bursting forth of full orchestra; that
is too loud. He is not like the sea
when lashed 10 rage by the tempest I;
that is too boisterous. He is not like
the mountain, its brow wreathed with
the lightnings; that is too solitary.
Give US softer type, a gentler com
parison. We have seemed TO see him
with our eyes, and to hear him
with our ears, and 10 touch him with
our hands. Oh, that today he might
appear TO some other one of our five
senses! Ay, the nostril shall discover
his presence, He comes upon us like
spice gales from heaven. Yea, his
garments smell Of pungent, lasting
and all pervasive myrrh.
Oh, that you all knew his sweetness
How soon you would turn from your
novels If the philosopher leaped out
of his bath in a frenzy of Joy, and
clapped his hands, and rushed through
the streets, because he had found the
solution of a mathematical problem,
how will you feel leaping from the
fountain of Saviour's mercy and par
don, washed. clean. and made white
as snow, when the question has been
solved: How can my soul be saved y
Naked, frost bitten, storm lashed soul,
let Jesus this hour throw around thee
the garments that smell of myrrh,
and aloeS, and caSsia, out of the ivory
palaces.
THE BITTERNESS OF THE sAyIoURs SUI
FERINGs.
| Your second curiosity is TO know
| why the robes of Jesus are odorou;
with aloes. There is some difference
Of opinion about where these aloe
grow, what is the color of the flower
what is the particular appearance o
the herb, Suffice it for you and me {,
know that aloes mean bitterness tn,
world over. and when Christ come
with garments bearing that particula
odor, they suggest TO me the bitterness
of Saviour's suherings. Were ther
ever such nightsas Jesus lived through
nights Oh the mountains. nights ol
the sea, nights in the desert VIII,
ever had such a hard reception a
Jesus hadi A hostelry the first
an unjust trial in oyer and ter
miner another, a foul mouthed
yelling mob the last. Was there
space on his back as widC as your tw,
fingers where he was not whipped
Was there space on his brow AN incl
square where he was not cut of th,
briersi When the spike struck at th,
instep, did il not go clear through :,
the hollow of the foot! Oh, long. deep
bitter pilgrimage. Aloes! AlOes!
John leaned his head on Christ, bu
who did Christ lean oni Five thou
sand men fed 10y the Saviour; who fe,
Jesus. The sympathy Of Saviour
heart going out 10 the lcpcr and tn,
adultcress; but who soothed Christ
Denied both cradle and death bed
he had fit place neither to be born
nor 10 die. A poor habel A poor lad
a poor young man, Not 80 mucl
rs taper to cheer his dying hours
Even the candle of the sun suuhct
out. Oh, was it not all aloesi Al
our sins, sorrows, bereavemcnts, losses
and all the agunies Of earth and bel
picked up as IN one cluster an,
: squeezed into one cup, and that preSSe,
; 10 his lips, until the acrid, nauseating
, bitter drdught was swallowed with
| distorted cuuntcnancc. and a shudde
p from head to foot, and "A gurglini
T stlaugulalion. AlocS, Alocsl Moth
G ing but alocs. All this for himself
! All this Ia get the fame in the worl,
| Of being a maryrl All this in
. spirit uf stubbonncSs. because h
! did not like CWsari No mol All thi
l because he wanted to pluck you m
a me from he'll. Because hc wanted 4
$ rqisc YOU and he TO heaven. BCcaus
: we were lost aud be wanted us found
|. Because we were blind and he wantc
c us tp sCC, Because we were scrfs an
a he wanted us mauumittcd, Oh, yp d
: whose cup ot life the sle1hlrinc hH
: prrd0minatod; oh, yo who have ha
Z bright aud sparkling beverages, ho'
2 do you feel toward him who in YOU
! slcad ppd TO purchase your disci
/, thRllmgt, took the alocs, the ul
e sayory alocs, the bitter alucsl
, rTH PECULIAR QUALITIES or CAssIA
, Your third curiosity is 10 know VIII
: these garments Of Christ are odoroJ
! with cuSsil. This was plant thl
! grew IN India and the ndioinir
: Islands. You do not care 10 hear VIII
! kind of flower Il had or what kin
: Of a stalk. II is enough for me TO q