The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1889-03-21

make you keep it, he has ruined you.
Trouble Is not sent to crush you, but
to arouse you, to animate you, to pro-
pei YOU The blacksmith does not
thrust the iron into the forge and then
blow away with the bellows, and then
bring the hot iron out on the anvil and
beat with stroke after stroke to ruin
the iron, but to prepare it for better
use. Oh that the Lord God of Nehe-
miah would rouse up all broken
hearted people to rebuild. Whipped,
betrayed, -shipwrecked, imprisoned
Paul went right ON. The Italian
martyr Algerius sits in his dun
geon writing letter, and he
dates it "From the delectable
orchard of the Leonine prison" That
is what / call triumphant sadness. I
knew mother who buried her baby
on Friday and on Sabbath appeared
in the house of God and said: "Give
me class; give me a Sabbath school
class. / have no child now left me,
and Iwould like to have class of little
children. Give me real poor children.
Give me a class off the back street"
That, | say, is beautiful. That is tri-
umphant sadness. At 8 o'clock this
afternoon, in beautiful parlor in
Philadelphia-a parlor pictured and
statuetted-there will be from ten to
twenty destitute children of the street.
1t has been SO every Sabbath after
noon at o'clock for many years.
These destitute children receive relig-
ious instruction, concluding with
cakes and sandwiches, How do
know that that has been going on for
many years2 / knew it In this way.
GREED CURED BY CHRISTIAN WORK.
That was the first home in Philadel-
phia where / was called to comfort
great sorrow They had a splendid
boy and he had been drowned at Long
Branch. The father and mother al
most idolized the boy, and the sob and
shrek of that father and mother as
they hung over the coffin resound in
my ears today. There seemed to be
no use of praying, for when / knelt
down to pray, the outcry in the room
drowned out all the pray. But the
Lord comforted that sorrow. They
did not forget their trouble. If you
should go on the snowiest winter af-
ternoon into Laurel Hill you would
find a monument with the word
walter" inscribed upon it, and
wreath of fresh flowers around the
name. | think there has not been an
hour all these years, winter or sum-
mer, when there was not wreath of
fresh flowers around Walters name.
But the Christian mother who sends
those flowers there, having no child
left, Sabbath afternoons mothers
ten or twenty of the lost ones of the
street. That is beautiful. That is
what I call busy and triumphant sad
ness. Here is man who has lost his
property. He does not go to hard
drinking. He does not destroy his
own life. He comes and says: "Har-
ness me for Christian work. Ny
moneys gone [ have no treasures
on earth. l want treasures in heaven.
] have q voice and heart to serve
God" You say that that man has
failed He has not failed-he has
triumphed. Oh, wish / could per-
suade all the people who have any
kind of trouble never to give up. /
wish they would look at the midnight
rider of the text, and that the four
hoofs of that beast on which Nehemiah
rode might cut to pieces all your dis
couragements and hardships and
trials. Give upi Who is going
Of God God he can can m have 'n' all p''Is his
troubles hushed2 Give upl Never
think of giving up. Are you borne
down with poverty2 A little child
was found holding her dead mothers
hand in the darkness of a tenement
house, and some one coming III. the
little girl looked up, while holding her
dead mothers hand, and said, "Oh, I
do wish that God had made more light
for poor folks" Ny dear, God will be
your light, God will be your shelter,
God will be your home. Are you
borne down with the bereavements of
life9 Is the house lonely now that
the child is gomez Do not give up.
Think of what the old sexton said when
the minister asked him why he put SO
much care on the little graves in the
cemetery-so much more care than on
the larger graves, and the old sexton
said, 'tSir, you know that of such is the
kingdom of heaven, and think the
Saviour is pleased when he sees SC
much white clover growing around
these little graves" But when the
minister pressed the old sexton for Q
more satisfactory answer, the old sex
ton said, "Sir, about these larger
graves, | don't know who are the
Lords saints and who are not; but
you know, sir, it is clean different
with the BARNS" Oh, if you have
had that keen, tender, indescribable
sorrow that comes from the loss of 6
| child, do not give up. The old sex
| ton was right 1t is all we'll with the
BARNS. Or, if you have sinned,
you have sinned grievously-sinnee
antil you have been cast out by th,
church, sinned until you have beer
cast out by society, do not give up
Perhaps there may be in this hous,
one that could truthfully utter th'
/ lameutation of another:
Once was pure as the snow, but fell
| Fell like snowflake from heaven to hell
Fell to be trampled rs filth in the street
Fell to be scoffed at, spit on and beat
| Praying, cursing wishing to die
| Selling my soul to whoever would buy,
/ Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread,
Hating the living and fearing the dead.
| WHERE COMFORT is FOUND.
Do not give up One like unto tn
Son of God comes to you today, say
ing, go and sin no more" while h
cries out to your assailants, Let hin
that is without sin cast the first ston
at her." OH there is no reason VIII,
any one in this house, by reason o
any trouble or sin, should give up
Are you foreigner, and in strang
landa Nehemiah was an exile
Are you penniless1 Nehemiah wa
poor. Are you homesicka Nehe
miah was homesick. Are you broker
heartedl Nehemiah was broken heart
ed. But just see him in the text, rid
ing along the sacriieged grave of hi
father, and by the dragon well, an
through the fish gate, and by tn
kings pool, in and out, in and out, tn
moonlight falling on the broken ms
sonry. which throws long shadow q
which the horse SHES, and at the sam
] time that moonlight kindling up Tia
! features of this man till you see nc
only the mark of sad reminiscenct
but the courage, the hope, the entht
siasm of man who knows that Jerl
salem will be rebuilded. Ipick 20
up today out OF your sins and out {
your sorrow, and l put you agains
the warm heart of Christ. ''The etc
nal God is thy refuge, and underneat
are the everlasting arms. !"
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