The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1889-12-25

sent down to New Brunswick to get /
John Livingston to stop the revival.
Well. there was 40 better soul in ell
the world than John Livingston. He
went and lookc;! at the revival; they
wanted him to stop 1t. He stood IN
the pulpit on the Sabbath, and looked
over the solemn es:ditory, and he said:
This, brethren, is in reality the work
of God; beware how you try to stop
it," And he was an old man, leaning
heavily on his statf-a very old man.
And he lifted that staff, and took
hold OF the small end of the staff,
and began 70 let it fall slowly
through between the finger and
the thumb, and ho said: 'Oh,
thou impenitent, thou art falling now
failing from life, falling away from
peace aud heaven, falling as certainly
as that cane is falling through my
haud-falling certainly, though per
haps falling slowly" And the cane
kept on falling through John Living
stou's hand. The religious emotion in
the audience was overpowerlng. ana
men saw a type of their doom, as the
cane kept falling and falling, until the
knob of the cane struck Alr: Living
stons hand, and he clasped it stoutly
and said: But the grace of God can
stop you as stopped that cane" and
then there was gladness all through
the house at the fact of pardon and
peace and salvation. We'll, said the
people after the service, Il guess you
had better send Livingston home; be
is making the revival worse" On,
for gales from heaven to sweep all the
continents! The danger of the church
Of God is not in revivals.
GOD AND MAN IN ONE PERSON.
Again, my subject impressed me
with the fact that Jesus was God and
man in the same being Here he Is
in the back part of the boat. On, how
tired he looks; what sad dreams he
must have! Look at his countenance;
He must be thinking of the cross TO
come. Look at him, he is man
bone of our bone, flesh OF our flesh.
Tired, he falls asleep; he is man.
But then find Christ at the prov OF
the boat; I hear him say: Peace, be
STILL" and l see the storm kneehng at
his feet, and the tempcsts folding their
wings in his presence; he is God.
If l have sorrow and trouble, and
want sympathy, l 80 and kneel down
at the back part Of the boat and say:
"Oh, Christi weary one of Gennesares,
svmpathize with all my sorrows, man
OF Nazareth, man Of the cross. y A
man, man. But if | want to con-
quer my spiritual foes, If | want TO
get the victory over sin, death, and
hell, come to the front OF the boat,
and l kneel down, and l say: "OE,
Lord Jesus Christ, thou who dost hush
the tempest, hush all my grief, hush
all my temptation, hush all my sin!
4 man, a man; God, God.
Ilcarn once more from this subject
that Christ can hush tempest
1t did seem as if everything must 60
to ruin. The disciples had given up
the idea of managing the ship; the
crew were entirely demoralized; yet
Christ rises, and be puts his foot on
the storm, and it crouches at his feet.
Oh. yesl Christ can hush the tempest.
You have had trouble. Perhaps it
was the little child taken away from
you-the sweetest child of the house
hold, the one who asked the most Gu
rious questions, and stood around you
with the greatest. fondncss, and the
spade cut down through your bleed
ing heart, Perhaps it was an only
son, and your heart has ever since
been like desolated castle, the owls
Of the night hooting among the fallen
arches and the crumbling stairways.
Perhaps it was an aged mother.
You always went to her with your
troubles She was in your home
to welcome your children into
| ! lHifee lHee, ard wheH they died she was
there to pity you; that old hand will
do you no more kindness; that white
lock of hair you put away in the
casket or in the locket didn't look as
it usually did when she brushed it
away from her wrinkled brow in the
home circle or in the country church.
Or your property gone, you said: Il
have so much bank stock, I have so
many government securities, I have
so many houses, l have so many
farms-all gone, all gone" Why, sir,
all the storms that ever trampled with
their thunders, all the shipwrecks,
have not been worse than this to you.
Yet you have not been completely
overthrown. Why2 Christ says: y
have that little one in my keeping. l
can care for him as we'll as you
can, better than you can, o
bereaved mother!" flushing the
tempest. When your property went
away, God said: There are treasures
in heaven, in banks that never break. !"
Jesus hushing the tempest. There Is
one storm into WHICH we will all have
to run. The moment when we
let 90 of this world and try to
take hold of the next, we will want
all the grace possible. yonder see
Christian soul rocking on the surges
of death; all the powers OF darkness
seem let out against that soul-the
swirling wave, the thunder Of the sky,
the shrek of the wind, all seem 10
unite together; but that soul is not
troubled; there is no signing. there
are no tears; plenty of tears in the
room ct the departure, out ne "eepS
no tears-calm, satisfied and peace
full; all is well. By the fash Of the
storm you see the harbor just ahead,
and you arc making for that harbor.
All shall be well, Jesus being our
guide.
Into the harbor OF heaven now we gudei
We're home at last, homo et Last.
Softly we drift on the bright. sfv'ry tide.
We're home at last
Glory to God! all our dangers ere DER.
We stand secure on the goTi1ed shore:
Glory to God: we viii shout evermoee,
We're home ct last
Domestic Service in the South.
There are too many low-grade cooks,
dirty nurses aud lazy house girls. They
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