Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1891-07-16

Is pleasure party going out for field ex-
cunsion- Provide weather thEt will suit
/ the dry farm aud the pleasure excursion.
No, sirs. will not take one dollar OF stock
In yonr weather company There is only
one Being In the universe who knows
enough to provide the right kind Of wealth
er for this world Hath the rain a "a,
therP
GOD Is INFINITE IN INFINITEsIMALS.
Ny text also suggests Gods minute su-
pervtsal. You see the divine Sonship in
every drop Of rain. The jewels Of the
shower are not flung away by a spend
thrift who knows not how many he throws
or where they fall They are all shining
princes of heaven. They all have an eter-
nal lineage. They are all the children of a
king. III Sth the rain fatherY" Well,
then. say il God takes notice Of every
minute raindrop he will take notice of the
most insignificant affair of my life. 1t is
the astronomical view of things that
bothers me.
We look up into the night heavens, and
we say, "Worldsl worldsi' and how insig-
nifcant we feell We stand at the foot of
Mount Washington or Mont Blanc, and
we feel that we are only insects, and then
we say to ourselves, Though the world is
so large, the sun is one million four hun.
dred thousand times larger" "Oh!" we
say, sit is no use. if God wheels that great
machinery through immensity he will not
take the trouble to look down at me-" In
fidel conclusion. Saturn, Mercury and
Jupiter are no more rounded and weighed
and swung by the hand of God than are
the globules on lilac bush the morning
after Il shower.
God is no more in magnitudes than he is
in minutie. If he has scales to weigh the
mountains, he has balances delicate enough
to weigh the inlinitesimal You can no
more see him through the telescope than
you can see him through the microscope; no
more when you look up than when you
look down. Are not the hairs of your
head all numbered? And if Himalaya has
a God, Hath not the rain a father?" |
take this doctrine of a particular Provi-
dence, and thrust it into the very midst
of your everyday life. If God fathers a
raindrop, is there anything so insignifi-
can't IN your affairs that God will not
father that?
When Druyse, the gunsmith, invented
the needle gun, which decided the battle
VI o'eNNNtB eo ~ a IlltTG dCClub0UI w men
farmers boy showed Blucher short cut
by which he could bring his army up soon
enough to decide Waterloo for England,
was it mere accident? When Lord Byron
took piece of money and tossed it up to
decide whether Cr not he should he aft.
anced to Miss Millbank, was it a mere ac-
cident which side of the money was up and
which was down? When the Christian
army was besieged at Beziers, and a
drunken drummer came in at midnight
and rang the alarm bell, not knowing what
he was doing, but waking up the host in
time to fight their enemies that moment
arriving, was it an accident?
When in one of the Irish wars a stary-
ing mother, flying with her starving child,
sank down and tainted on the rocks in the
night and her hand fell on warm bottle
OF milk, did that just happen SOP God is
either in the affairs of men or our religion
is worth nothing at all, and you had better
take it away from us, and instead of this
Bible, which teaches the doctrine, give us
a secular book. and let us. as the famous
Mr. Fox, the member of parliament, in his
last hour, cry out. "Read me the eighth
book of Virgil"
Obi my friends, let us rouse up to an ap-
probation of the fact that all the affairs of
our life are under kings command, and
under fathers watch. Alexanders war
horse, Bucephalus, would allow anybody
to mount him when he WIS embarrassed.
but rs soon as they pat on that war horse.
Bucephalus, the saddle and the trappings
of the conqueror he would allow no one
but Alexander 10 touch him. And IL
soulless horse could have so mach pride In
his owner, shall not We immortals exult in
the fact that we are owned BY kingY
Hath the rain father2"
GODS WAYS ARE PAST FINDING OUT.
Again my subject teaches me that Gods
dealings with us are inexplicable. That
was the original force of my text. The
rain was great mystery to the ancients.
They could not understand how the water
should get into the cloud, and getting |
here, how it should be suspended, or fall |
ng, why it should come down in drops. |
Modern science comes along and saws there |
Ire two portions of air of different tenn.
'erature. and they are charged with mois-
'ure, and the one portion of air decreases
n temperature so the water may no longer
)e held in vapor, and it falls And they
ell us that some of the clouds that lock
10 be only as large as mans hand, and to
De almost quiet in the heavens, are great
Mountains of mist four Thousand feet from
base to top, and that they rush miles a
minute.
But after all the brilliant experiments of
Dr. James Hutton, and Saussure, and other
there is an infinite mystery
bout the rain. There is an ocean of the
in every raindrop, and God
ays today as he said in the time of Job,
If you cannot understand one drop of
ain, do not be surprised If my dealings
With you are inexplicable." Why does that
ged man, decrepit, beggared, vicious, sick
II the world and the world sick of him,
i've on, while here is man in mid life.
onsecrated to God, hard working. useful
n every respect, who diesS Why does thai
Id gossip, gadding along the street about
verybody's business but her own, have
UGH good health, while the Christian
nother, with flock of little ones about
er whom she is preparing for usefulness
nd for heaven-the mother who you th;uk
outd not be spared an hour from that
does she he down and
lie with cancer?
Why does that man, selfish to the core.
o on adding fortune to fortune, consum-
ng everything on himself, continue to
rosper, while that man, who has been
living ten per cent of all his income
God and the church, goes into bank
uptcy? Before we make stark fools Of
urselves, let us stop pressing this ever
lsting why" Let us worship where we
annot understand. Let man take that
ne question, "WhY?" and follow III far