New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1889-10-30

In the Psalms it is said: ssHe made a way
for the lightning and the thunder Ever
since the time of Benjamin Franklin the
world has been trying to tame the lightnings,
and they seem to be quite we'll harnessed,
but they occasionally kick over the traces.
but though we cannot master great natural
forces, God can and does, and that God is
| our Father and best Friend, and this thought
give us confidence
We are also reinforced by the increased
consolation that comes from co-fraternity of
| sorrow. The people who, during the last 16
years, sat on the other side Of the aisle,
whose faces were familiar to you, but to
whom you had never spolen-you greeted
| them this week with smiles and tears you
SAID Well, the old place is gone" You
dld not want to seem to cry, and SO you
swept the sleeve near the corner OF the
eye,, and pretended it was the sharp wind
made your eyes weak. Ali there was
nothing the matter with your eyes; it was
your soul bubbling over. / tell YOU that it
is impossible to sit for years around the
same church freside and not have sympathies
IN common. Somehow you feel that YOU
would like those people ON the other side of
the aisle, about whom YOU know but little,
prospered aud pardoned and blessed and
saved. You feel as it you were in the same
ooat, and you want to- glide up the same
harbor and want to disembark at the same
wharf.
lfyou put gold and iron and lead and zinc
IN sufficient heat, they will melt into a con-
glomerate mass: and [ really feel that last
Sabbatb,s fire has fused us all, grosser and
inner natures into one. 1t seems as if we all
mad cur hands on wire connected with an
electric battery; and when this church sorrow
started it thrilled through the whole circle,
and we all telt the shock. The oldest man
and the youngest child could Join hands in
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ed from those affairs to be buried;' and
one OF the children last Sabbath cried
Ufandpa, that place was next to our own
house Yea, we are supported and con-
hdent IN this time by the cross of Christ
That is used to the fire. On the dark day
when Jesus died. the tightening struck it
from above, and the flames of hell dashed up
against it from beneath. That fearful pain
lul tender blessed cross still stands. On it
we hang all our hopes, beneath it we put
down all our sins in the light of 1T we ex-
Pect to make the rest of our pilgrimage.
Within sight OF such sacrifice, who can feel
he has it hard? In the sight of such SYM
Dol, who can be discouraged however great
the darkness that may come down upon him?
Jesus lives! The loving. patient, sympa-
thizing, mighty Jesus 1t shall not be told
on earth, or in hell, or in heaven, that three
Hebrew children had the son Of God beside
them in the fire, and that whole church
was iorsaken by the Lord when they went
through furnace about 200 feet wide.
U, Lord Jesus! shall we take out of thy
hand the flowers and the fruits, and the
brightness and the joys, and then turn away
ness to drink? Oh, ne, Jesus! we will drink
1t dry. But how it is changed! Blessed
Jesus, what hast. thou put into the cup to
sweeten ii? Why, it has become the wine of
heaven, and our souls grow strong. l come
now, and placed both of my feet deep dow
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church, and cry out with an eXhiIaration
that never felt since the day my souls
emancipation, .sVictory! victory! through
our Lord Jesus Christi"
Your harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take Z
Loud to the praise of love divine
Bid every string awake.
We are also REINFORCED by the catholicity
that have already referred to- We are in
the academy today not because we have no
other place to go. Last Sabbath morning
at O'clock we had but one church. Now we
have about 30, all at our disposal
MY dear brethren, We cannot afford to be
severely divided. Standing in front of the
great foes OF our common Christianity, we
want to put on the whole armor of God and
march down in solid column, shoulder to
shoulder one commander! one triumph!
The trumpet gives martial strain
o Israel! grid the for the fight
Arise, the combat to maintain;
Arise, and put thy foes to night
We also feel rein 'orced by the thought that
we are on the way to a heaven that. can
never burn down. Fires may sweep through
other citles-bnt am glad to know that
the New Jerusalem is fire proof. There will
be no engines rushing through these streets;
there will be no temples consumed in that
ri fU oirpr to thn of hot
we will find them open, resonant with songs,
and not cries of fire. Oh, my dear brother
and sister, if this short lane of lite comes up
SO soon to that blessed place, what is the
use of worrying? l have felt good many
many times this last week like Father Taylor,
the sailor preacher. He got:in long SEN
tence while he was preaching one day, and
lost himself, and could not find his way out
OF the sentence. He stopped and said
Brethren, have lost the nomlnative of this
sentence, and things are generally mixed up,
but am bound for the kingdom anyhow
And during this last week when saw the
rushing to and fro and the excitement, L
said to myself, II do not know just where
we shall start again, but | am bound for the
kingdom anyhow l do not want to go
just yet want to be pastor of this people
until | am about 80 years of age: but have
sometimes thought that there are such glo-
ries ahead that l may be persuaded to go a
little earlier-for instance. at 80 or SO; but I
really think that, if we could have an appre-
citation of what God has in reserve for u.s.
we would want to go, stepping right out of
the Academy OF Music into the glories of the
skies.
All! that is good land. Why, they tell
me that in that land they never have heart
ache. They tell me that a man might walk
500 years in that land and never see tear
or hear sigh. They tell me that our friends
who have left us and gone there, their feet
are radiant as the sun, and that they take
hold OF the hand of Jesus Familiarity, and that
| they open that hand and see in the palm
| oft healed wound that must have been
very cruel before it was healed. And they
| tell me that there is no winter there, and
that they never get hungry orseold, and that
the sewing girl never wades through the
snow bank to her daily toll, and that the
clock never strikes II for the night, but only
| IL for the day.
| See that light in the window. I wonder
| who set it there. "Oh!' you say. my father
that went into glory must have set that
| light in the window" No; guess again.
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