The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1890-08-27
REV. DIR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUN
DAY SERMON.

THE BROOKLYN DIvINE's SUN
DAY SERMON.
Subject: "The Food in Gods Gospel
TEXT: "And the mama ceased on tho
morro,o after they had eaten of the old corn
Of the land. Joshua ", u.
Only those who have had something to do
with the cornmissiariat Of an army know
what job it Is to feed and clothe five or six
hundred thousand men. Well, there is such
ahost as that marching across the desert.
They are cut off from all army supplies
There are no rail trains bringing down
food or blankets. Shall they perish2
No. The Lord comes from heaven to the
rescue and He touches the shoes and tho
coats which in q year or two would have
been worn to rags and tatters, and they be-
come stormproof and timeproof, go that
after forty years Of wearing the coats and
the shoes are as good as new. Besides that
every morning there Is a shower OF bread,
not sour or soggy, for the rising OF that
bread is made in heaven, and celestial fin
gers have mixed it and rolled it into balls,
light, flaky and sweet, as though they were
the crumbs thrown out from o heavenly
banquet. Two patches Of bread made every
day In the upper mansion-one for those who
sit at the table with the King, and the other
for the marching Iraelites In the wilder
ness.
I do not very much pity the Israelites for
the fact that they had only mama to eat.
It was. suppose, the best food ever Pro
yided. I know that the ravens brought
food to hungry Elijah, but should not 30
well have liked those black walters, Rather
would have the fare that came down every
morning in buckets Of dew-clean, sweet,
God provided edibles. But now the Israel
ties have taken the last bit Of it In their
fingers, and put the last delicate morsel OF it
to their lips, They look out, and there Is no
mamma. Why this cessation of heavenly
supply2 1t was because the lsraelites had
arrived in Canaan, and they smelled the
the crowded barns Of the. country
we're thrown open to them. All the
inhabitants bad fled, and in the name Of the
Lord of Hosts, the Israelites took possession
Of everything. Well the threshing floor Is
cleared, the corn is scattered overit theoxen
are brought around in lazy and perpetual
circuit until the corn Is trampled loose; then
it is winnowed with fan, and 1t Is ground
and it is baked, and, lol there is enough
bread for all the worn out host. "And the
mamma ceased on the morrow after they had
eaten Of the old corn Of the land"
From among the mummies Of Egypt and
Canaan have been brought grains Of corn,
exactly like our Indian corn, and recently
planted, they have produced the same kind
IF corn with which we are familiar. 30
am not sure which kind Of grain my text re-
fers to, but oil the same is the meaning.
The dissection Of this subject leads me.
6rst, to speak Of especial relief for especial
emergency; and, secondly, Of the old corn Of
the Gospel for ordinary circumstances:
II these Israelites crossing the wilderness
had not received bread from the heavenly
bakeries there would first have been long
line Of dead children half buried in the sand.
Then there would have been long line Of
there would havo been long line OF dead
men unburied because there would have
been no one to bury them. 1t would have
been told in the history Of the world that
great company Of good people started out
from Egypt for Canaan and were never heard
of-as thoroughly lost in the wilderness or
sand as the City Of Boston and the President
we're lost in the wilderness Of waters. What
use was it to them that there was plenty of
corn in Canaan or plenty Of corn in EgyptI
What they wanted was something to cat
right there where there was not so much as
q grass blade-in other words an especial
supply for an especial emergency, That is
what some of you want. The ordinary COM
fort the ordinary direction, tho ordinary
counsel do not seem to meet your case.
There are those who feel that they must
have an omnipotent and immediate supply,
and you shall have it.
Is it pain and physical distress through
which you must go? Does not Jesus know
all about pain? Did He not suffer it in tho
most sensitive part Of head and hand and
foot3 He has mixture Of comfort, ono drop
Of which shall cure the worst paro1ysm. 1t
Is the same grace that soothed Robert Hall
when, after writhing on tho carpet in phys.
ical tortures he cried out 10! l suffered
terribly, but I didn't cry out while was
no such nurse as Jesus-His hand the gentleSt,
His foot the lightest, His arm the strongest.
For especial pang especial help.
Is it approaching sorrow? Is it long,
shadowing bereavement that you know is
coming, because the breath is short and
the voice is faint, and the cheek is pale?
Have you been calculating your capacity or
incapacity to endure widowhood or child
lessness or disbanded home and cried: II
cannot endure itg' Oh, worried soul, you
will wake up amidst all your troubles and
of tho Gospel as thickly strewed as was the
mama around about the Israelitish encamp-
mentl Especial solace for especial distress.
Or is it trouble past, yet present? A
silent nursery9 Avacant chair opposite you
at the table? A musing upon broken fam
ily circle never again to be uniteda A chok-
ing sense Of loneliness2 A blot Of grief so
large that it extinguishes the light of sun,
and puts out bloom of flower, and makes you
reckless as to whether you live or die? Es-
pecial comfort that especial trial. Your ap-
petite has failed for everything else. Oh,
Try little OF this wilderness mama: II will
mover leave thee, will never forsake thee"
Like as father pitieta his children, 50 the
Lori pitieth them that fear Him" 'Can a
woman forget her srckling child, that she
should not have compassion on the son OF her
Womol, yea, they may forget yet will not
Or is it the grief Of dissipated compan.
ion! There are those here who have it so I
am not speaking in the abstract, but to the
point You have not whispered it. perhaps,
to your most intimate friend; but you see
your home going away gradually from you,
and unless things change soon it will be- en-
tirely destroyed. Your grief was well de-
meeting in Ohio, when her Intoxicated hus-
band staggered up to the platform, to her
overwhelming modification and the disturb
ance Of the audience, and she pulled pro
truding bottle from her husbands pocket
and held it up before the audience and cried
out: There Is the cause Of my woel There
nre the tears and the life blood Of a drunk
ards wifer' And then looking up to heaven
she said: "How long, o Lord! how longT
and then looking down to the audience cried:
DO you wonder feel strongly on this SUBJ
jecta Sisters, will you help meY' And hun
dreds of voices responded: eyes yes, We
will help you"
You stand, some of you, in such o tragedy
to-day. You cannot even ask him to stop
drinking 1t makes him cross, and he tells
sou to mind your own business. Is there
any relief in such q case? Not such as is
so,Ind in the rigmarole OF comfort ordinari-