The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1889-10-15

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with Jesus and has learned of him"
Alexander was going along with his
army In Persia and the snow and ice
were so great that the army halted and
said: I'VE can't march any further"
Then Alexander dismounted from his
horse, took a pickax, went ahead of
his army and struck into the ice and
now The soldiers said: IF he ear
do that, we can do it." and they took
their picks and soon the way was
cleared and the army marched on.
SO our Lord dismounted from his
glory, and through all icy obstacles
hews a path for himself and a path
for us, saying: Follow me- I do not
not ask you to GO through any suffer
ing, or fight any battles where | do not
lead the way! Follow mer'
THE SYMPATHY OF JESUS.
Again [ remark, that we are to look
to Christ as a sympathizer. Is there
anybody in the house today who does
not want sympathy? / do not know
how anybody can live without sympa-
thy. There are those, however, who
have gone through very rough paths
in life who had no divine arm to lean
on. How they got along | do not ex-
actly know. Their fortunes took wings
in some unfortunate investment and
flew away. The bank failed, and they
buttoned up a penniless pocket. Ruth
less spectators carried off the frag-
ments of an estate they were twenty
five years in getting with hard work.
How did they stand it without Christ?
Death came into the nursery and there
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the household. One fountain less of
joy and laughter. Two hands less,
busy all day long in sport. Two feet
less to go bounding and romping
through the hall. Two eyes less to
beam with love and gladness. Through
all that house shadow after shadow,
shadow after shadow until it was mid
night. How did they get through it?
1 do not know. They trudged the
great Sahara with nc water in the goat
skins. They plunged to their chin in
the slough of despond and had no one
to lift them. In an unseaworthy craft
they put out into a black Euroclydon.
My brother, my sister, there is a
Balm that cures the worst wound.
There is a light that will kindle up the
worst darkness. There is a harbor
from the toughest ocean,. You need
and may have the Saviour'ssympathy.
You cannot get on this way. / see
your trouble is wearing you out body
and mind and soul. come on no
FOOLS errand today. I come with a
balm that can heal any wound. Are
you sick2 Jesus was sick. Are you
weary? Jesus was weary. Are you
prosecuted? Jesus was prosecuted.
Are you bereaved? Did not Jesus weep
over Lazarus? Oh, yes, like a o on
the mountains of Bother Jesus comes
bounding to your soul today. There
is one passage of Scripture, every word
of which is a heart throb: "Come unto
me, all We who are weary and heavy
laden, and [ will give you rest" Then
there is another passage just as good:
Cast thy burden on the Lord and he
will sustain thee" Oh, there are green
pastures where the heavenly shepherd
leads the wounded and sick of the
flock.
The Son of God stands by the tomb
open at the right time. Genesaret can
not toss its waves SO high that Christ
cannot walk them. The cruise of oil
will multiply into an illimitable sup
ply. After the orchard seems to have
been robbed of all it's fruit, the Lord
has one tree left, full of golden and
ripe supply. The requiem may wall
with gloom and with death; but there
cometh after a while a song, a chant,
an anthem, q battle march, a jubilee,
a coronation. Oh, do you not feel the
breath of Christ's sympathy now, you
wounded ones, you troubled ones? If
you do not, l would like to tell you of
the chaplain in the army who was
wounded SO he could not walk, but he
heard at a distance among the dying
a man who said: ooh, my Godr He
said to himself: Il must help that
man though I can't walk"
So he rolled over and rolled through
his own blood and rolled on over many
of the slain, until he came where this
poor fellow was suffering and he
preached to him the comfort of the
Gospel, and with his own wound he
seemed to soothe that mans wound.
1t was sympathy going out towards an
object most necessitous, and n that
he could easily understand. And SO 1t
is with Christ, though wounded all
over himself, he hears the cry of u
repentance, the cry of u bereave-
ment, the cry of our poverty, the cry
of our Indebtedness, and he says: Il
must go and help that SOUL" and he
rolls over with wounds in head, wounds
in hands, wounds in feet, toward us,
until he comes just where we are welt
ering in our own blood, and he puts
his arm over us-and [ see it is a
wounded arm and it is a wounded
hand-and as he throws his arm W
us I hear him say: Il have loved thee
with an everlasting love-"
CHRIST OUR FINAL RESCUE.
Again, we must look to Christ as u
final rescue. We cannot with these
eyes, however good our sight may be,
catch a glimpse of the heavenly land
for which our souls long. But I have
no more doubt that beyond the cold
river there is a place of glory and of
rest, than we have that across the At
lantic ocean there is another CONT
nent. But the heavenly land and
this land stand in mighty contrast.
This is barrenness and that verdure.
These shallow streams of earth which
a thirsty OK might drink drv. or a