The Penn's Grove record., 1889-05-25
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You had no idea that the flush on
your child's cheek was an unhealthy
flush. You said 1t can't he anything
serious. Death in slippered feet walked
round about the cradle. You did not
hear the tread; but after a while the
truth flashed on you. You walked the
floor. Oh, II you could. with your
strong, stout hand have wrenched that
child from the Destroyer You went
to your room, and you said,
"aoD SAVE MY CHILD"
The world seemed going out In dark.
ness. You said, 81 can't bear 1t; !
can't bear it," You felt as If you
could not put the long lashes over the
bright eyes, never to see them again
sparkle. Oh, II you could have taken
that little one in your arms, and with
1t leaped the grave, how gladly you
would have done It'll Oh, IL you could
let your property 60, your houses go.
how gladly you would have allowed
them to depart If you could only have
kept that n treasured
But one day there arose from the
heavens a chill blast that swept owe
the bedroom, and instantly all the light
went out, and there was darkness
thick, murky, impenetrable, shudder'
ing darkness. But God didn't leave
you there. Mercy spoke. Asyou took
up the cup, and Q about to put it
to your lips, God said, "Let 1t pass"
and forthwith, as by the hand oil
angels,
ANOTHER CUP
was put into your hands; 1t was the
cup Of Gods consolation. And as you
have sometimes lifted the head of a
wounded soldier, and poured wine into
his lips, so God put his left arm un.
der your head, and with His right
hand He poured into your lips the
WINE Of His comfort, and His consola.
ton, and you looked at the empty
cradle, and looked at your broken
heart, and you looked at the Lords
chastisement, and said, seven so,
Father, for SO it seemeth good in Thy
sight,"
All, it was your first trouble. How
did you get over 1t? God comforted
you'll You have been a better mar
ever since. You have been a better
woman ever since. In the jar of the
closing gate Of the sepulchre you heard
the changing of the opening gate OF
heaven, and you felt an irresistible
drawing heavenward. You have been
purer Of mind eve since that night
when the little one for the last time
put its arms around your neck and
said. ''Good night. papa; good night,
mamma. Meet me In heaven"
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latest sorrow. What was itp Perhaps
it was your own sickness. The child's
tread on the stair, or the tick of the
watch on the stand disturbed you.
Through the long weary days you
counted the figures in the carpet, OF
the flowers in the wallpaper. Oh, the
WEAKNESS, the exhaustionl Oh, the
burning pangsl Would God it WERE
morningl Would GOD it were night
were your frequent cry. But you are
better, or perhaps even well. Have
you thanked God, that to-day, you can
come out In the fresh air; that you are
In this place to hear Gods name. and
to sing Gods praise. and implore Gods
help, and to ask Gods forgivenessp
Bless the Lord who healeth all our dis
eases, and redeemeth u lives from
destruction Perhaps your last sor-
row was a
FINANCIAL EMBARRASSMENT.
1 congratulate some OF you on your
lucrative profession or occupation, on
ornate apparel, on a commodious res
idence-ever. thing you put your hands
to seems to turn TO gold. But there
are others Of you who are on the ship
on which Paul sailed, where two seas
met, and you are broken by the vio-
lence of the raves BY an unadvised
Endorsement, or by a conjunction of
unforeseen events, or by FIRE, or storm
O a senseless panic, you have been
flung headlong, and where you once
dispensed great charities, now it is hard
work to make the two ends meet.
Have you forgotten to thank God
for your days of prosperity, and that
through your trials some Of you have
made investments which will continue
after the last bank of this world has
exploded, and the silver and gold are
m. Item in the fires of a burning worlhp
Have you, amid all your losses and dis
couragements, forgotten that there was
bread on your table this morning, and
that there shall he a shelter for your
head from the stern, and there is air
for your lungs, aud blood for your
heart, and light for your eye, and a
glad and glorious and triumphant
religion for your soul? Perhaps your
last trouble a
A BEREAVEMENT.
That heart which In childhood was your
refuge, the parental heart, and which
has been a source of the quickest sym
pathy ever since. has suddenly become
silent forever, and now sometimes,
whenever in sudden annoyance and
without elaboration you say, ~ will 90
and tell mother, the thought flashes on
you, II haze no mother;;'' or the father.
with voice less tender, but as staunch
and earnest and loving as ever, watchful
of all your ways exultant over your sue
cess withous saying much, although the
old people do talk 1t over by themselves,
his trembling hand on that staff which
memory embalmed In CRATE ul hearts, is
taken away forever.
Or, there vas your companion In life.
sharer of your joys and sorrows. taken,
leaving, the heart an old ruin, where
the chill winds blow over a wide Wild
erness of desolation, the sands OF the
desert driving across the place whish
once blooned like the garden of God.
And Abraham mourns for Sarah at the
cave Of Machpelah. Going along your
path in life, suddenly right before you
was an open grave. People looked
down and saw it was oaly a few feet
deep. and a few feet wide. but
To YOU IT WAS A CAVERN
down which went all your hopes and
all your expectations. But cheer up in
the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, the
Comforter. He is not going to forsake
you. Dill the Lord take that child out
of your armsa Why. He Is going to
shelter it better than you could. He
is going to array it In a white robe. and
with palm branch 1t will be all ready
to greet you at your coming home.
Blessed the broken heart that Jesus
heals. Blessed the importunate cry