The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-11-06

hood? Was there any one who could
ever so touch sore without hurting it?
And when she lifted her spectacles
against her wrinkled forehead, so she
could look closer at the wound, it was
three-fourths healed. And when the
Lord took her home, although you may
have been men and women thirty, forty,
fifty years OF age, you lay on the coffin lid
and sohbed as though you were only five
or ten years of age. o man, praise God il
you have in your memory the picture of
an honest, sympathetic, kind, self-sacrifc-
ing, Christ-like mother. Oh, it takes these
people who have had trouble to comfort
others in trouble. Where did Paul get the
ink to write his comforting epistle?
Where did David get the ink to write his
comforting Psalms? Where did John get
the ink to write his comforting Revela-
tons? They got it out of their own tears.
When a man has gone through the cur
riculum, and has taken a course of dun
geonS and imprisonments and ship
wrecks, he is qualified for the work Of
sympathy.
When began to preach, my sermons or
the subject of trouble were all poetic and
in semi-blank verse, but God knocked the
blank verse out of me long ago, and have
found out that | cannot comfort people
except as / myself have been troubled.
God make me the son of consolation to the
people. / would rather be the means of
soothing the perturbed spirit to-day than
to play tune that would set all the sons
of mirth Keeling in the dance. / am an
herb doctor. put into the caldron the
root out of dry ground without form or
comeliness. Then l put in the rose of
Sharon and the lily of the valley. Then /
put into the caldron some of the leaves
from the tree of life and the branch that
was thrown into the wilderness Marah.
Then / pour in the tears of Bethany and
Gol~otha; then / stir them up Then l
XIII under the caldron a fire made out
of the wood of the cross, and one drop of
that potion will cure the worst sickness
that ever afflicted a human soul Mary
and Martha shall receive their Lazarus
from the tomb. Tie damsel shall rise.
And on the darkness shall break the morn
ing, and God will wipe all tears from their
eyes.
You know on Widespread table the
food becomes more delicate at the last.
have fed you to-day with the bread of con-
ISOLATION. Let the table now he cleared
and let us set on the chalice OF heaven.
Let the kings cup-bearers come in. Good
morning, heaven "Oh," sayssome critic
Ia lLt dutilGlGt. lLt DADit
itself. 1t intimates again and again that
there ought to be no tears in heaven, and
il there be no tears in heaven how is it
possible that God will wipe any away?" |
answer, have you never seen a child cry
ing one moment and laughing the next,
and while she was laughing you saw the
tears still on her face? And perhaps YOU
stopped her in the midst of her resumed
glee and wiped off those delayed tears. So
| think, after the heavenly raptures have
come upon us, there may be the mark of
some earthly grief, and while those tears
are glittering in the light of the jasper sea
God will wipe them away. How well He
can do that.
jesus had enough trial to make Him
sympathetic with all trial. The shortest
verse in the bible tells the story-"Jesus
wept." The scar on the back of either
hand, the scar on the arch of either foot,
the row of scars along the line OF hair, will
keep all heaven thinking. Oh, that great
weeper is Just the one to silence all earthly
trouble, wipe out all stains of earthly grief.
Gentle! Why, His step is softer than the
step OF the dew. Ii will not be tyrant
bidding you TO hush up your crying. 1t
will be father who will take you on His
leftarm, His face gleaminginto yours, while
WIFI lltt SUI VI lllt llnEtiN VI Ills IlElll
hand He shall wipe away all tears from
your eyes. have noticed when the chill
dren get hurt and their mother is away
from home they always come TO me for
comfort and sympathy, but have noticed
that when the children get hurt and their
mother is at home they 90 right past me
and to her; am of no account.
So, when the soul comes up into heaven
out of the wounds OF this life, il will not
stop to look for Paul, or Moses, or David,
or John. These did very well once, but
now the soul shall rush past, crying:
"Where is Jesus2 Where is Jesus ?"
Dear Lord, what a magnificent thing
to die if thou shalt thus wipe away
our tears. Methinks it will take us
some time TO get used to heaven;
the fruits of God without one speck; the
fresh pastures without one nettle; the or
chestra without one snapped string; the
river of gladness without one torn bank;
the solferinos and saffron of sunrise and
sunset swallowed up in the eternal doy
that beams from Gods countenance!
"why should wish to linger In the wild,
When thou art waiting, father, TO receive thy
chiid?"
So, il we could get any appreciation OF
what God has in reserve for us, it would
make us so homesick we would be unfit
for our everyday work Prof. Leonard, for
merly of Iowa university, put in my hands
a meteoric stone, stone thrown off from
some other world TO this. How suggestive
it was to me. And l have to tell you the
best representations we have OF heaven
are only aerolites flung off from that world
which rolls on, bearing the multitudes of
the redeemed. We analyze these aerolites
and find them crystallizations of tears.
No wonder. flung off from heaven. God
shall wipe away all tears from their eyes"