Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-12-04


and all you who run up and down the
slippery ratlines, take 10 sea with you
Him who with quiet word sent the
winds back through the mountain gorges.
Some of you jack Turs 10 whom tbese
words will come need TO "tack ship
and change your course If you are going
to get across the sea of life safely, aud
gain the heavenly harbor. Delay there.
Ready about! Helms a-lee! Muinsail
haul! You have too valuable cargo on
hoard TO run into the Goodwins or the
Skerries.
''star OF peace! beam Ger the pillow,
Bless the soul that signs for thee:
Bless the sailors lonely pillow.
Far, far at sea.
Here at Capernaum. the Arabs having
In their arms carried us ashore to the
only place where OR Lord ever had n
passionate, end We stepped amid the
rufus of the church, where he preached
again aud again, aud again, the syna-
gosue, whose rich scuipturins lay there,
not as when others see it in spring
time covered with weeds, and lonth-
some with reptiles. but III that Deem
Der weather completely uncovered to
our agitated and Intense gaze. On one
stone OF that synagogue is the sculpt-
urtng of q pot Of mama, an artistic
commrmoratron of the time when the
Israelites were fed by mama in the
wilderness, and TO which scnipturing no
doubt Christ pointed upward, while He
WAS preaching that sermon on this very
spot, ia which He said: "Not as
your fathers did eat mama and are
dead; He that eateth OF
This bread shall live for
ever Wonderful Capernaum. Scene
of more miracles than any place in all
the earth! Blind eyes kindling with the
morning. Withered arrs made TO pull
safe. Lepers blooming into health. The
dead girl terminated.
These Arab tents which on this Dscem-
Der day l find in Palestine, disappear
and see Cnpernaum as it was when Je-
sus was pastor of the church here. Look
ut that wealthy home, the architecture,
the marble front. the upholstery, the
slaves III uniform at the doorway. 1t Is
the Residence of a courtieT of Herod,
probably Chuzn by name, his wife Jo-
ANNA, Christian disciple. But some
thing Is the matter. The slaves are
IN GREAT EXCITEMENT
and the courtier living there runs down
the front steps AMI takes horse and
puts him at full run ncross the country.
The boy of that noblenan is dying of
typhoid fever. All the doctors have
failed to give relief. But about five
miles up the country, ut Cana, thers is u
Divine Doctor, Jesus byframe. and the
a2onized father has gone for Him, and
with what earnpstness those can UNDER
stand who have had dying child in the
house. This courtier cries TO Christ:
"Come down ere my child die!''
White the fai her is absent, and at
O'Clock i'll the afternoon, the people
wutching the dying hoy see change In
the countenance, and Joanna, the
mother, on one side of his couch says:
"Why, this darling is getting we'll; the
fever Is broken; see the perspiration on
his forehead; did any of you give him
any new kind of medicine?' ''No, - is
The answer. The hoy turns on his pillow,
his delirium gone, and asks for some
thing to eat, and says: Sc Where's
father?' Oh, he has gone up to Cana
10 ge! young doctor of about thirty one
years OF age. But no doctor is needed
now in this house ut Capernaum. The
people look at the sun dial TO find just
what time of the day it is, and see 1t is
just past noon, and ! O'Clock. Then
they start out and meet the returning
father, and as soon as they come within
speaking distance they shout at the top
of their voices: :Your boy is getting
well. - els it possible?'' says the
father, "When did the change for the
better take place?'' "One o'clock " is
the answer. "Why,' says the courtier,
''that is just the hour that Jesus said
TO me
THY son LIvETH.' l o'CLoCKi'
As they gather ut the evening meal
what gladness on ali the cnuntenancps
In that home at Cnpernaun! The
mother, Joanna, has not had sleep for
many nights aud she now falls OF into
slumber. The father, ChuZa,
Inc Herodian courtier worn with anxiety |
as well as by the rapid Journey to and |
from Cana, is soon in restful uucOnsci- |
BUSINESS. Joanna was Christian be- |
lore, Int ] warrant she was more OF |
Christian sfterward. Dill the father |
chuza accept the Christ wto had cured |
lie boy? is there in all the earth pa
'ent 80 ungruteful for the convalescence |
,r restoration of an imprrillsi child as |
lot 10 GO into room and kneel down
and make surrender TO the almighty love |
hat came to the rescue.
Do not mix up this case with the angry |
discussions about Christian science, but
accept the doctrine, as old as the Bible,
hat God does answer prayer for the
ick. That Capernaum boy was not the
,nly illustration of the fact that prayer
s miehtler than typhoid fever. And
here is not doctor of large practice but
les come into the sick room of some
hopeless case and, in Cheerful! manner,
( he were q Christian, or with be-
manner II he were sceptic,
aid: :Well, what have you been doing
Nth this patient? What have you been
living him? The pulse is better. The
,rIsis is past. After all, think he will
:et well.' Prayer will yet BIZ ackno vi
dyed in the worlds materia medica,
md the cry is just rs appropriate now US
ghen Chuza. the conrtier from Caper-
aum, uttered in Christ's hearing
. "CoME DOWN ERE NY CHILD DIE!"
Z the prayer be not answered in the way
W wish, 1t is because God has some
hing better for the child than earthly
ecoyery, and there are thousands OF
nen and women now alive in answer TO
and mothers prayer, myself
ne of the multitude. For l have heard
ay parents tell how, when at three
ears of age, scarlet fever seemed to
ave done its full work on me- and the |