The Iola register., 1890-08-22


Old Christian man, are you Tired OF
Jesus? IL so, let US take His name out
of our Bible, and let us with pen and
ink erase that name wherever we see 1t.
Let us cast it out Of our hymnology and
let There Is Fountain" and "Reck
OF Ages" go into forgetfulness. Let US
tear down the communion table where
we celebrate His love. Let US dash
down the baptismal bowl where We
were consecrated to Him. Let us huri
Jesus from our heart and ask some
other hero to come in. Let US say: go
away, Jesus; want another companion,
another friend, than Thou art' Could
you do it? The years of your past life,
aged man, would utter protest against
it, and the graves of your Christian
dead would charge you with being an
migrate. and your little grandchildren
would say: Grandfather, don't do
that. Jesus is the one to whom we say
our prayers at night, and who is to open
Heaven when we die. Grandfather,
don't do that" EkH ~ 81 -
1 notice, in regard to the article Of
food, you take it three times day IL
is on your table morning, noon and
night; and if it is forgotten you ask:
s'Where is the bread2'' just so certain
ly you need Jesus three times day. o,
do not start out without Him; do not
dare to go out of the front door; do not
dare TO go off the front steps without
having first communed with Him. Be
fore noon there may be perils that will
destroy body, mind and soul forever.
You can not afford to do without Him.
Then, at the apex of the day, at the
tiptop of the hours, equidistant from
morning and night look three ways.
Look backward to the forenoon; look
ahead to the afternoon; look up to that
Saviour who presides over all. You
want bread at noon. You may find no
place in which to kneel amidst the cot
ton bales and the tierces Of rice, but IL
Jonah could find room to pray in the
whales belly most certainly you will
never be in such a crowded place that
you can not pray. Bread at noon. When
the evening hour comes and your head
is buzzing with the days engagements,
and your whole nature is sore from the
abrasion of rough life, and you see q
great many duties you have neglected,
then commune with Christ, asking His
pardon, thanking Him for His love.
That would be a queer evening repast
at which there was no bread.
This Is the nutriment and life of the
plain Gospel that recommend ysu- T,
do not know how some Of our ministers
make it so intricate and elaborate and
myssifying thing. 1t seems as if they
had sort of mongrelism in religion
part humanitarianism, part spiritual
ism, part nothingarianism-a some-
times you think they are building their
temple out of the ''Rock Of Ages" but
you find there is no rock in it all. 1t is
stueco The Gospel is plain. 1t is
bread. There is. No fogs lowering over
this river of life. All the fogs hover
over the marsh of human speculation.
If you can not tell when you hear
man preach whether or not he believes
in the plenary inspiration of the
Scriptures, il is because he does not
believe in it. II, when you hear man
preach, you can not tell whether or not
he believes that sin is Unborn, it is be-
cause he does not think it is congenitaL
If, when you hear man talk in pulpit
or prayer meeting, you can not make up
your mind whether or not he believes
in regeneration, it is because he does
not believe in it. III, when you hear .
man speak on religious themes, you can
not make up your mind whether or not
he thinks the righteous and the wicked
will come out at the same place, then it
is because he really believes their des-
tinies are conterminous -a
Do not talk to me about a man being
doubtful about the doctrines of grace.
He is not doubtful to me at all. Bread
is bread and know it the moment see
it. / had corn field which cultured
with my own hand. did not ask once
in all the summer: as this corn?"
did not hunt up the Agriculturist to get
a picture of corn. was born in sight
of corn field. and know all about it
When these Israelitss came to Canaan
and looked off upon the fields, the cry
was: Corn! cornr' And IL a man has
once tasted of this Heavenly bread. he
knows it right away! He can tell this
corn of the Gospel Canaan from the
chaff which the wind driveth away"
I bless God SO many have found this.
Gospel corn. 1t IS the bread OF which
If a man eat he shall never hunger.
But alas for the famine strucki
Enough corn; yet it seems you have no
sickle to cut it, no mill to grind 1t, no
fire to bake 1t, no appetite to eat it
Starving to, death, when the plain is.
golden with a. magnificent harvest!
rode some. thirteen miles to see the
Alexander, a large steamship that was.
beached near Southampton, Long Island.
It was splendid vessel As walked
up and down the decks and in the
cabins, saids "What a pity that this
vessel should GO 10, pieces, or be lying
here idler' The coast wreckers had
spent S3O, 900 trying to get her of, and
they succeeded once; but she came back
to the old place While 1 was walk
ing on deok every part OF the
vessel trembled with the beating
of the surf on one side. Since then
/ heard that that vessel. which was
worth hundreds Of thousands of dol
lars, was sold for $500 and knocked 10
pieces. They had given up the idea OF
getting her 10. sail again How suggest
i've all that s. to mel There are those
here who are aground in religioss
things. Once you started for Heaven,
but you are now aground Several
times it was thought that you had start
ed again heaxenward, but you soon got
back to the old place, and there is not
much prospect that you will ever reach
the harbors of the blessed. Gods rec
ords, fear, viii pronounce you hope
less case. Beached for eternity! And
then it will be written in Heaven con-
corning some one of your size, and COM