The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-02-05

want me to trust in, you tell me He was.
very attractive person. You tell
me that the contemporary writer's de-
scribe Him, and they give the color OF
His eyes and the color of His hair and
they describe His whole appearance as
being resplendent. Christ did not tell
the children to come to Him. "Suffer
little children to come unto Me-" was
not spoken to the children; it wasspoken
to the Pharisees. The children had
come without an invitation. No sooner
did Jesus appear than the little
ones pitched from their mothers
arms, an avalanche of beauty and
love, into His lap. "Suffer little
children to come unto Me-" That was
addressed to the Pharisees; not to the
children. Christ did not ask John to
put his head down on His bosom; John
could not help but put his head there.
Such eyes, such cheeks, such chin
such hair, such physical condition and
appearance-why, it must have been
completely captivating and winsome. l
suppose to look at Him was just to love
Him. o! how attractive His manner.
Why, when they saw Christ coming
along the street, they ran into their
houses, and they wrapped up their in
valids as quick as they could, and
brought them out that He might
look at them. O! there was something
so pleasant, so inviting, so cheering in
every thing He did, in His very look.
When these sick ones were brought out
did He say: Take away these sores; do
not trouble Me with these leprosies?'
No, no; there was kind look, there
was gentle word, there was healing
touch. They could not keep away from
Him. In addition to this softness of
character there was fiery momentum.
How the old hypocrites trembled before
Him. How the Kings of the earth turn
ed pale. Here is a plain man with a
few sailors at His back, coming off the
Sea of Galilee, going up to the palace of
the Caesars, making that palace quake to
the foundations, and uttering word of
mercy and kindness which throbs
through all the earth, and through all
the heavens, and through all the
ages! 0! He was loving Christ.
But it was not effeminacy, or in
sipidity of character; it was ac-
companied with majesty, infinite and
omnipotent. Lest the world should not
realize His earnestness this Christ
mounts the cross. You say: IF Christ
has to die why not let Him take some
deadly potion and lie on couch in some
bright and beautiful home? If He must
die let Him expire amid all kindly at
tentions." No, the world must hear the
hammers on the heads of the spikes.
The world must listen to the death
rattle of the sufferer. The world must
feel his warm blood dropping on each
cheek, while it looks up into the face OF
His anguish. And so the cross must be
lifted, and the hole is dug on the top OF
Calvary. 1t must me dug three feet
deep, and then the cross is laid on the
ground, and the sufferer is stretched
upon it, and the nails are pounded
through nerve, and muscle, and bone
through the right hand, through the
left hand; and then they shake
his right hand to see if it is
fast, and they shake his left foot
! to see if it is fast, and then they heave
up the wood, half dozen shoulders UNI
der the weight, and they put the end OF
, the cross to the mouth Of the hole, anG
they plunge it in, all the weight of hi;
body coming down for the first time OF
the spikes; and while some hold the
cross upright, others throw in the dirt
and trample it down, and trample il
, hard. o, plant that tree we'll and thor
oughly, for it is to bear fruit such as ne
other tree ever bore. Why did Chris,
endure it? He could have taken those
, rocks, and with them crush his crucifiers
He could have reached up and grasped
the sword of the omnipotent God ani
| with one clean cut could have tumhleG
them into perdition. But no. He was t.
, die. He must die. His life for my life
His life for your life In one of the Eu
: ropean cities a young man died on the
{ scafold for the crime of murder
Some time after, the mothe
, of this young man was dying
. and the priest came in, and sht
t made confession to the priest that sh,
> was the murderer and not her son: in
, moment of anger she had struck he
, husband blow that slew him. The sol
, came suddenly into the room and wash
, ing away the wounds and trying to re
, suscitate his father, when some on,
: looked through the window and saw hin
: and supposed him to be the criminal
: That young man died for his own moth
t or. You say: ut was wonderful tina
/, he never exposed her." But tell yo'
$ Of grander thing. Christ, the son o
+. God, died not for his mother, nor TO
| his father, but for his sworn enemies
: O. such a Christ as that-so loving, s.
: sclf-sacrificing-can you not trust Him
| think there are many under tn
: spirit of God who are saying: Il vii
9 trust Him, if you will only tell M
t how:" and the great question asked b.
r thousands in this assemblage is: "How
e howe" And while answer your ques
: ton | look up and utter the praye
| which Rowland Hill so often uttered il
the midst of his sermon: master
0 help"' How are you to trust in Christ
+ just as you trust any one. You trus
." your partner in business with impor,
S ant things. II "a commercial house give
G you note payable three months henc
Q you expect the payment of that note a
d the end of three months. You have pei
q feet confidence in their word and in thei