Sharp County record., 1890-09-04

/ NOW, tndJ ~ NHdJ "O Az
we are preaching the Gospel-we are
scattering tho seed. 1t is the foolish
ness of preaching, but it is the winter
grain, ard though the snow of worldll'
ness NAV come down upon it, it Will
weld after awhile glorious harvest
Let us be sure we SOW the right KIND
of seed Sow mullen stalk and mullen
stalk will come up Sow Canada thistleS
and Canada thistles will come up SOW
wheat and wheat will come up.
Let us distinguish between truth ana
error. Let us know the difference De-
I tween wheat and hellebore, oats ana
henbane
The largest denomination in this
country is the denomination OF Noth-
ingarians. Their religion is a system
OF negations. You say to one Of tnem:
"What do you believer "Well, ldon I
believe in infant baptism" "Nhat 40
you believer" Well, | don't believe IN
the perseverance of the saints?" swell,
now tell me what you do believe. "
"Well, | don't believe in the eternal
punishment of the wicked" so thelr
religion is row of ciphers Believe
something and teach it; OF, to resume
the figure of my text, scatter abroad
the right kind of seed.
Again, | remark, in grace as in the
farm there must be q narrowing. re-
] fer now not to a harrow that goes over
the field in order to prepare the ground
for the seed, but harrow which goes
over after the seed is sOwn, lest the
birds pick up the seeds, sinking IL
down into the earth so that it can take
root. There are new kinds OF mar
row, but the harrow, as l re-
I member it was made of bars OF
wood nailed across each other
and the undersido of each bar was
furnished with sharp teeth, and When
the horses were hitched to it it went
tearing and leaping across the heid'
driving the seed down into the eartn
until it sprang up in the harvest. BE-
'treavement, sorrow, persecution are the
| Lords harrows to sink the Gospel truth
into your heart There were truths
thatyou heard thirty years ago that have
not troubled you until recently. Some
great trouble came over you, and the
truth was narrowed in, and it has come
.lup. What did God mean in this coun-
try in 1857? For century there was
the Gospel preached, but great deal OF
it produced no result. Then God
harneSsed a wild panic TO harrow OF
commercial disaster, and that harrow
went down Wall street, down Third
street and up Third street, down State
street and up State street, until the
whole land was torn to pieces as it never
had been before, What followed the
harrow? A great awakening, in which
there were FIVE hundred thousand souls
: brought into the kingdom Of our Lord.
No harrow, no crop.
Again, l remark, in grace as in farm
ing there is a time for thrashing. l
tell you bluntly that is death. just as
a farmer beats the wheat out OF the
straw, so death beats the soul out OF
NSody Every sickness is stroke of the
lsHHs,,x HHss,,x, and the sick bed is tho thrashing-
focr. What, say you, is death to a
! good man only taking the wheat out
of the straw? That is all. An
aged man has fallen asleep. Only yes
terday you saw him in the sunny porch
playing with his grandchildren. Calm
ly he received the message to leave
this world. He babe a pleasant good
bye to his old friends. The telegraph
carries the tidings, and on swift rail
trains the kindred come, wanting once
more to look on the face Of dear
old grandfather Brush back the gray
hairs from his brow; it will never
ache again. Put him away in the slum-
Der of the tomb. He will not be afraid
of that night Grandfather was never
afraid of any thing He will rise in
the morning Of the resurrection.
Grandfather was always the first to
rise. His voice has already mingled in
the doxology of Heaven. Grandfather
always did sing in church. Any thing
ghastly in that? No. The threshing
Of the wheat out of tho straw, That is
all
Where is the garner? Need | tell
you? Oh, no. So many have gone out
from your own circles-yoa, from youl
own family that you have had your
eyes on that garner for many year.
What hard time some Of them had
In Gethsomanes Of suffering they sweat
great drops of blood, They took the
"cup Of trembling" and they put it to
their hot lips and they cried; III
1t bo possible, lot this cup pass
from me-" With tongues of burn.
ing agony they cried 80 Lord,
deliver my soul" But they got owe,
it, They all got over 1t, Garnorcd
Their tears wiped away; thcir battles
all ended; their burdens lifted Gar
nerodP The Lord Of Tho harvest will
not allow those sheavos To perish In
tho equinox, GarnorCd + Some Of us
remember, on tho farm, tina! the
sheavos wcro put on tho top Of the
rack, which surmounted tho wagon,
and these sheayos were piled higher
and higher, and after awhile tho
horses started for tho barn; and
thcso shoayos sw0yod to and fro
In tho wind, and tho old WAGON