Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-12-01

and all you who run up and down the
slippery ratlines, take to sea with you
Him who with quiet word sent the
wipos back through the mouDtaIn sor2es.
Some of you Jack Tars 10 whom these
words will come need to ''tsck ship
and change your course II you are golns
to get across the sea of life safely, and
gain the heavenly harbor. Delay there.
Ready about! Helms a-iee! Mainsail
haul! You have too valuable cargo on
board to run into the Goodwins or the
Skerries.
''star OF peace! beam DER the piilow,
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 Our Lord ever had
psstorate, and We stepped amid the
ruins of the church, where he preached
again and again, and again, the syua-
gogue, whose rich soulpturing lay there,
not as when others see it in spring
time covered with weeds, and loath-
some with reptiles, but in that Decem-
Der weather completely uncovered TO
our agitated and intense gaze. On one
stone of that synagogue is the sculpt-
uring of q pot of mama, an artistic
COMMUNICATION OF the time when the
Israelites were fed by mama in the
wilderness, and to which sculpturing no
doubt Christ pointed upward, while lie
was preaching that sermon on this very
spot, in which He said: "Not as
your fathers did eat mama and are
dead; he that eateth OF
this bread shull live for
of more miracles than any place in ell
the earth! Blind eyes kinding with the
morning. Withered arms made TO pull
safe. Lepers blooming into health. The
dead girl terminated.
These Arab tents which on this Decem-
Der day l find in Palestine, disappear
and see CapernaUm as ii was when Je-
sus was pastor of the church here. Look
at that wealthy home, the architecture,
the marble front. the upholstery, the
slaves in uniform at the doorway. 1t is
the residence of courtier of Herod,
probably Chuzs by name, his wife JO-
anna, a Christian disciple. But some
thing is the matter. The slaves are
IN GREAT EXCITEMENT
and the courtier living there runs down
the front steps and takes horse and
puts him at full run across the country.
The hoy of that nobleman is dying of
typhoid fever. All the doctors have
failed to give relief. But about five
miles up the country Mt Cana, there is
Divine Doctor, Jesus bysneme. and the
sgonized father has gone for Him, and
with what eGrnestness those can under
stand who have had dying child in the
house. This courtier cries TO Christ:
"Come down ere my child die!''
While the father is absent, and at l
O'Clock in the afternoon, the people
watching the dying boy see o change in
the countenance, and Joanna, the
mother, on one side of his couch says:
"Why, this darling is getting well; the
fever 10 broken; see the perspration on
his forehead; did any of you give him
any new kind of incidence "No,' is
the answer. The boy turns on his pillow,
his delirium gone, aud asks for some
thing to eat, and says: So Where's
father?'' Oh, he has gone up to Cana
to get young doctor Of about thirty-one
years of age. But 20 doctor is needed
now in this house at Capernaum. The
people LOOK at the sun dial TO find just
what time of the day it is, and see it is
just past noon, and l O'Clock. Then
they start out and meet tae returning
father, and as soon as they come within
speaking distance they shout at the top
of their voices: ''Your boy is getting
WE'LL "Is it possibie?'' Gays the
father, "When did the change for the
better take place?'' Zone o'clock, A." is
the answer. "why," says the courtier,
"that is just the hour that Jesus said
to me
THY son LIvETH.' l o'CLoCK!7'
As they gather at the evening meal
what gladness on all the countsnsnres
In that home at Capernaumi The
mother, Joanna, has not had sleep for
many nights and she now falls off into
delightful slumber. The father, ChuZa,
the Herodian courtier worn with anxiety
as well as by the rapid Journey to and
from Cana, is soon in restful uncOnsci-
ousuess. Joanna was q Christian be-
fore, but | warrant she was more of a
Christian afterward. Did the father
Chuza accept the Christ WHO had cured
his boy2 Is there in all the earth pa
rent so ungrateful for the couvalescence
or restoration of an imperilled child as
not to go into room and kneel down
and make surrender to the almighty love
that 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,
that God does answer prayer for the
sick. That Capernaum boy was not the
only illustration of the fact that prayer
is mightler than typhoid fever. And
there is not a doctor of large practice but
has come into the sick room of some
hopeless case and, in a cheerful manner,
if he were a Christian, or with be-
widered manner if he were q sceptic,
said: "Well, what have you been doing
with this patient? Wha, have you been
giving him? The pulse is better. The
crisis is past. After all, think he will
get well. - Prayer will yet be aoknowl-
edged in the worlds materia medica,
and the cry is just as appropriate now as
when Chuza, the courtier from Caper-
n aum, uttered in Christ's hearing
"CoME DOWN ERE MY CHILD DIE!'
If the prayer be not answered in the way
we wish, it is because God has some-
thing better for the child than earthly
recovery, and there are thousands of
men and women now alive in answer TO
fathers and mothers prayer, myself
one of the multitude. For have heard
my parents tell how, when at three
years of age, scarlet fever seemed to
have done its full work on me, and the
physicians had said there was no more