The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-12-17

maze me 1eel that the BOAT IN Whlcn
Christ sailed may have been skilltully
managed, when the tempest struck 1t,
and the wild, importunate cry went up:
Lord, save us, or we perish!" had
all along been reading from the New
Testament the story Of occurrences on
and around that lake. But our Ktae
was closed now, and it was as much az
we could do to hold fast and wish for the
land. If the winds and the waves had
continued to increase in violence the
following fifteen minutes in the same
ratio as in the first five, and we had
been still at their mercy, our bones
would have been bleaching in the bot
tom of Lake Gennesaret instead of our
being here totell the story.
But the same power that rescued tho
fishermen of old, to-day safely landed
our party. What Christ for rough
weather! All the sailor boys ought to
fly to Him as did those Galilean marin
ers All you in the forecastle, and all
you who run up and down the slippery
ratlines, take to sea with you Him who
with quiet word sent the winds back
through the mountain gorges. Some OF
you, Jack Tars, to whom these words
will come, need to stack ship" and
change your course If you are going to
get across the sea Of life safely $nd gain
! the heavenly harbor. Delay there.
Ready about! Helms alec! Mainsail
haul! You have too valuable cargo on
board to run into the Goodwins or the
Skerries.
Star Of peace! beam Ger the billoT,
Bless the soul that signs for thee;
Bless the sailors lonely pillow
Far at sea-"
Here at Capernaum, the Arabs bsving
in their arms carried US ashore 10 the
only place where our Lord ever bad
pastorate, and we stepped amid the ruins
of the church where He preached again
and again, the synagogue, whose rich
sculpturing lay there, not as when 9th.
ers see it in spring-time covered with
weeds and loathsome with reptiles but
in that December weather complet ely
uncovered to our agitated and inanse
gaze. On one stone Of that synagogue
is the sculpturing Of pot Of mamma. An
artistic commemoration of the tame
1 when the Israelites were fed by mama
in the wilderness, and to which sculp.
turing, no doubt, Christ pointed upward
while He was preaching that sermon on
this very spot in which He said: mot
Us your fathers did eat mama and are
| dood Ho that n, 10th ~ thiu hraod oh a II
live forever" Wonderful Capernaum.
Scene Of more miracles than any place
| IN all the earth! Blind eyes kindling
with the morning. Withered arms
made to pulsate. Lepers blooming int
health. The dead girl terminated.
The Arab tents, which on this Decem
Der day l find in Palestine, disappear
and l see Capernaum as it was when Je-
sus was pastor of the Church here. Looh
at that wealthy home, the architecture.
the marble front, the upholstery, the
slaves in uniform at the doorway. 1t il
the residence of courtier Of Herod,
probably Chuza by name, his wife 10.
anna, o Christian disciple. But some
thing is the matter. The slaves are in
great excitement, and the courtier liv'
ing there runs down the front steps and
takes horse and puts him at full run
across the country. The boy of that
nobleman is dying Of typhoid fever. All
the doctors have failed to give relief
But about five miles up the country, al
Cana, there is Divine Doctor, Jesus by
name, and the agonized father has gone
for Him, and with what earnestnesi
those can understand who have had {
dying child in the house. This courie,
cries to Christ: Come down ere my child
diev'
While the father is absent, and at one
o'clock in the afternoon, the people
watching the dying boy, see change il
the countenance, and Joanna, thu
mother, on one side of his couch, says
"Why, this darling is getting we'll; thu
fever is broken; see the perspiration OF
his forehead; did any Of you give him
any new kind of medicine?" NO." il
the answer. The boy turns on his pill
low, his delirium gone. and asks TO
something to eat and says: "Where'
father?" "Oh, he has gone up to Cam
to get young doctor ofabout 81 year
of age. But no doctor is needed now il
this house of Capernaum. The people
look at the sun-dial to find what time .
the day it is and see it is just past noon
and one o'clock. Then they start GU
and meet the returning father, and a
soon as they come within speaking dis
lance they shout out at the top of thel
voices: "Your boy is getting WE'LL" 81
it possible?" says the father "Whel
did the change for the bet
ter take placer Zone O'clock"
the answer. "Why," says the courier
"that is just the hour that Jesus said t
me: Thy son liveth.' One o'clock!"
As they gather at the evening meal
what gladness on all the countenance
in that home at Capernaum! Tn
; mother, Joanna, has not had sleep fo
many nights, and she now falls off int
7 delightful slumber.
4 The father, Chusa, the Herodia
!, courtier, worn ont with anxiety as WEI
!, as by the rapid journey to and fror
Cana, is soon in restful unconsciousnes.
! Joanna was Christian before. but
warrant she was more Of a Christian a
terward. Did the father Chusa accer
Z the Christ who had cured his boy?
y there in all the earth parent so III
grateful for the convalescence or resto
| alton Of an imperiled child as not to 6
. into . room and kneel down aud max
surrender to the almighty love tbs
came to the rescue?
That sovereign has . little min
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