The Forrest City times., 1889-12-21

fiicitus uh tuc 'NtoflnN t'aSSaGP, thklnE for his text the verses of the gospel follow ing; John vi. i5. 'Entered into a ship, and went over the sea toward Capernaum ;n and Mark iv, 9l; And he arose and rcbuked the wind and the sca.n IIe said:
 Here in this seashore village was the temporary home og that Christ who for the most Of his life was homeless. On the site of this village, now in ruins, and alt around this lake, what scenes of kindness and pow CT, and glory and pathes when our Lord lived here! It has been the wish of my hfe-l cannot say the hope, for | never ex. pected the privslcge-to stand on the banks of Calico. What q solcmnity and what a rapture to be hsre [ can now understand the feeling Of the Immortal Scotchmau, Robert tMcChoYne. when, sitting on tho banks Of this lake, he wrote;
 It Is not that the wild cazelle
 Comes down to drink thy tide,
 But he that was pierced to save from hell
 Oft wandered bV Thy side
 Graeefnl nrouud thee tho mountains meet,
 Thou calm repOs .ng sea-
 But ahl fur moro, the beautiful feet
 or Jesus walked o'er thee
 l can now easily understand from the contour Of the country that bounds this lake that storms were easily tempted to make these waters their ntaygreund From the gentle way this lake treated our boat when we sailed en it yesterday, one would have thought it incapable of paroxysm of raro. but 1t was quite different on both occasions spoken et In my two texts. close my eyes, and the shore or Lake Calico as it now is. with but little signs of human life. dis appears, and thera comes back to my vision the lake us it was in Christ's time. It lay in Il scene of great luxurance; the surrounding hills, terraced, sloped crooved so many an~ing gardens of beauty. On the shore were castles, armed towers. Ro, man aths,, everything attractive an beau. utul al styles Of vegetation in shorter space than in almost any other space in the world from the palm tree of the forest Co the trees of rigorous climate
 It seemed as if the Lord had launched one wave O. beauty on ait the scene, and it hung aud swung from rock and hill md oleandof. Roman gentlemen in pleasure boats sailing this lake, and coartrymen in fish smacks coming down to drop their nets, pass each other with noi and shont ana laughter, oe swinging idly at their moorings, c, what a beautiful scene
 It seems as If we shall have n auie, nlght. Not Il leaf winked in the air: not I ripple disturbed tho face of Gennesaret put there seoms to be htte excitement up the beach, and we hastan to sec what it Is, and we find its embarRation.
 From the western shore flotilla pi,shinr out; not squadron, or deadly armament. nor clipper with valuable merchandise. nar piratie vessels ready to destroy evcrvtbif :. they could seize but fl0tlla, bearing mes. sengers or life and peace. Christ is in the front of the boat. His discipi,s arc in smaller boat Jesus, weary with plnch speaking to large multitudes. is nut into somnolence by the rocking of the waves. II therc was any motion at all, the shin was easily righted; If the wind passed from starboard to larboard, or from larloard to starooard, tho boat would rock. and bv tho seutleness Of the motion putting the Master asleep. And they extepporized pillow maae out of fisherman 8 coat think no sooner is Christ prostrate, and his head touched the pillow, than he IS sound asieep. The brcezes of the lake run tholr fingers through the locks of tue worr sleeper and the boat rises and falls like sleeping child on the bosom q sleeping mother
 Caiai night starry night, beautiful night esNn U F all the sails, ply all the oars. and let ehe large boat and the sguall boat glide over gentle Gennesaret But tho sailors say there Is going to bs change of weathor. And even tho passengers can hear tho moaning of the storm as 1t comes on wiIh great stride. and al the terfors of hurricane and darkness. The large boat trembles iko deor al bay among the clanror of Tho hounds; great patches of foam arc fun, into tue air; the sails of the vessel loosen, and the sharp winds crack ike pistols. the smaller boats like petrels poisc on tho eliffs ci the waves and than plunge
 oNprDO1rI Erp rargfp tact,lgnr, ard ,o,e.. and tho drenched disciples rash into the back part of the boat and iay hold of Chttst and say unto him: "Mnstcr. carcst thou not that we parlsAl' That great per. sonage lifts his head from the pillow of the hsherman's coat, walks to thc front Of the vessel, and looks out into the storm All around hun are the smaller boats, driven in the tempest, and through it comes the cry oI drowning men. By the flash of ,ho lightning sec the -alnl brow Of Christ as the spray dropped from his beard. lie nas one word for the sky and another for inc waves Looking upward he erica "l'eaeen v Looking downward he says. "Be s,illp'
 The waves iai fiat on their faces. the foam melts, thc cNtinguishod stars rs.fvht their torches. The tempest falls dead and Christ statds with his feet on the neck of the storm, And while the sailors are bail. ing out the beats. aal wlllln tbey arc trying to untRngle the cordare, the discinles stand Tn amatcment now looking into Inc calm sea, then into tAe calm sky thou into tho calm Sayloug's c3untenancc. and they cry out; What manner of man is thls. that even the winds and tbc soa obey himtp
 The subject in tho first place iinpresses me with the fact thgt 1t Is very impor. tant to hayo Christ in the ship; for all those boats would have gone to the bottom or the SenneSarei If Christ had not been present Oh, what lesson for you and for me 70 learn We must nlways have Christ in the shin Whatever voyage wo under take, into whatever enterprise we start let us alwaNs hayo Christ Tn the sAlp All vou can do with utmost tension of body mind anu soul, yon are bound to do; but oh have Chrtst In every eaterprisa Christ in every voyase
 There are mon who ask Gol's hslp at the beginnins of great enterprises. lie has been with them ln the past. no trouble can overthrow tson; tho stovlns might come uown From t.te top ot Alolpt HerInon. and iash t'vnnesaret into foam and Into agony, out 1t could Eot Har, them liut hero ia another man wao starts oat in worldly en- @rprlse, and ho depends upon the uncer-
 
 tllntss's Of this life. He has no God to halp him Alter while the storm comes and losses of tho masfs 0f tha shtn; he puts ont his ttfe.hoat anu the long boat the sheriff and tho auctioneer try to help him of; he must go down no Christ ia tho shin. Your life will he ma1e up of sunshine and shadows There may ba in t Arctic blasts or tropical terna,ioes I know not what is before you, but know lk you nave Christ wlsh you ais shali be well. on mas seem Co get along without tho TO. lig'on or Christ whhs everything goes smoothly, but after awhlle, when sorrow hoyers over tho soul, whan the waves of trial dash clear over the hurfleane deck. and tho decks ara crowded with piratlcal aisasters--nh, what woall vou do thai. without Christ in tho shipi raka Cod for your portion, God for your guide, Icd for your help. thcn all is well, ail ls well for lime, al is well foreysr. Blessed ls that nan who puts in tho Lord ais trus. Ho shall never be conf0audod.
 But my suhiect also ilapressns me with he fact that when people start io follo,y