Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1890-09-27

Wnlcn Ruth had come to trust were very
broad wings. There have been eagles
shot in the Rocky Mountains with wings
that were seven feet from tip to tip.
When the king of the air sits on the crag
the wings are spread over all the eaglets
IN the eyrie, and when the eagle starts
from the rock the shadow is like the
spreading OF storm cloud So the
wings OF God are broad wings. Ruth
had been under those wings in her in
1antlle days; in the days of her happy
glrlhood in Moab; in the day when she
gave her hand to Mahlon. in her first
marriage; in the day when she wept over
his grave; in the day when she trudgcd
out into the wilderness of poverty, in
the days when she picked up the few
straWs of barley dropped by ancient Gus
tom in the way of the poor.
Oh! yes, the wings of God are broad
wings. They cover up all our wants, all
our sorrows, all our sufferings. He puts
one wing over our cradle, and He puts
the other over our grave. Yes, my dear
friends, it is not a desert in which we
are placed, it is a nest. Sometimes it is
very hard nest, like that of the eagle,
spread on the rock, with ragged moss
and rough sticks, but still is nest; and
although it may be very hard under us,
oversus are the wings of the Almighty.
There sometimes comes a period in ones
life when he feels forsaken. You said,
"Everything is against me. The world
is against me. The church is against
me. No sympathy, no hope. Every
body that comes near me thrusts at me.
l wonder if there is a God, anyhow
Everything seems to be going slipshod
and at haphazard. There does not seem
to be any hand on the helm. Jobs
health fails. David's Absalom gets to
be reprobate. Martha's brother dies.
Abraham's Sarah goes into the grave of
Machpelah. ''Woe worth the day in
which I was born!'' has said many a
Christian. David seemed to scream out
in his sorrow, as he said: SIS His mercy
CLEAN gone forever? And will He be
favorable no more? And hath He in
anger shut up His tender mercies?" Job,
with his throat swollen and ulcered until
he could not even swallow, exclaims:
Chow long before thou wilt depart from
me and leave me alone, that l may swal-
low down my splitter" Have there never
been times in your life when you envied
those who were buried? When you
longed for the gravedigger to do his work
for you? Oh, the faithlessness of the
human heart! Gods wings are broad,
whether we know it or not.
Sometimes the mother bird goes away
from the nest, and it seems very strange
that she should leave the callow young.
She plunges her beak into the bark of
the tree, and she drops into the grain
field and into the chaff at the barn door,
and into the furrow of the plough boy.
Meanwhile, the birds in the nest shiver
and complain and call and wonder why
the mother bird does not come back. All,
she has gone for food. After while
there is a whirr of wings, and the mother
bird stands on the edge of the nest, and
the little ones open their mouths, and the
food is dropped in; and then the old bird
spreads out her feathers and all Is peace.
So, sometimes, God leaves us. He goes
off to get food for our SOUL and then He
comes back after a while to the nest and
says, ''Open thy mouth wide and l will
fill it," and He drops into it the sweet
promises of His grace, and the love OF
God is shed abroad and we are Inder
His wings-the broad wings of the
Almighty.
Yes, they are very broad! There is
room under those wings for the sixteen
hundred millions of the race. You say:
"Do not get the invitation too large, for
there is nothing more awkward than to
have more guests than accommoda-
TONS" I know it. The Seaman's Friend
Society is inviting all the sailors. The
Tract Society is inviting all the destitute.
The Sabbath Schools are inviting all the
children. The Missionary Society is in
viting all the heather. The printing
presses of the Bible societies are going
night and day, doing nothing but print
ing invitations to this great gospel BAN
quet. And are you not afraid that there
will be more guests than accommoda-
tions? MOI All who have been invited
will not half fill up the table of Gods
supply. There are chairs for more.
There are cups for more. God could
with one feather of his wing cover no all
those who have come, and when lie
spreads out both wings they cover all
the earth and all the heavens.
We Israelites, who went through the
Red Sea, come under! Ye multitudes
who have gone into glory Tor the last
six thousand years, come under! re
hundred and forty-four thousand, and
the thousands of thousands, come un-
der! Ye flying cherubim and archangel,
fold your pinions, and come under! AND
vet there is room! Ay! ii God would
have all the space under His wings occu-
MED He must make other worlds, ana
people them with other myriads, and
have other resurrection and Judgment
DAYS, for broader than all space, broader
than thought, wide as eternity. from tip
to tip, are the wings of the Almighty!
Oh! under such provision as that can
Won not rejoice? Come under, We wan
dering, ye weary, We troubled ye SIN
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