Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1891-07-09

cry that appals, there bursts the foun
tain of tears, and as the sunlight OF
Gods consolation strikes that fountain
of tears. you find out that it is ten
dcr-hearSed, merciful, pitiful, and
all-compassionatc God who was the
father of that rain. 60" You say, sit
is absurd to think that God is going tc
| watch over tears"
My parents never mentioned the
death of a child who died fifty years be.
F! fore, without tremor in the voice and
IA sigh, oh! how deep-fetchcd. 1t was
better she should die. 1t was q mercy
4 she should die. She would have been
a lifelong invalid. But You can not
argue away Il parents grief How
ox&n you hear the moan: 20
my child, my childr' Then there
are the filial tears. Little
children soon get over the loss of pa.
rents. They are easily diverted with a
new toy. But where is the man that
has come to thirty, or forty, or fifty
years of age, who can think of the
old people without having all the foun-
tains of his soul stirred up? You may
have had to take care of her a good
many years, but you never can forget
how she used to take care of YOU
There have been many sea-captains
converted in our church, and the pecu-
liarity of them was that they were
nearly all prayed ashore by their
mothers, though the mothers
went into the dust soon
after they went to sea. Have YOU
never heard an old man in delirium of
some sickness, call for his mother?
The fact is we get so used to calling
10 ha t,.-t fnn Of
we never get over it, ard when she
goes away from US it makes deep sor-
row. fou sometimes. perhaps. in DAYS
of trouble and darkness, when tho
world would say: you ought to be
able to take care of yourself''-you
wake up from your dreams finding
yourself saying: 20, mother. mother.'
In religious assemblage man arose
and said: Il have been very wicked
man; | broke my mothers heart; be-
came an intidel; but | have seen my
evil way. and | have surrendered my
heart to God; but it is grief / never
can get over that my parents should
never have heard of my salvation; |
don't know whether they are living or
dead While yet he was standing in
the audience Il voice from the gallery
said: "Oh. my son, my SON. lie
looked up, and he recognized her. 1t
was his old mother. She had been
praying for him fora great many years,
and wnen. at the foot of the cross, the
prodigal son and the praying mother
each other. there was rain
y tremendous rain, of tears, and God
was the father of those tears.
The king of Carthage was dcthroned. !
His people rebclled against him He
was driven into Punishment His wife
wife and children were outrageously
abused Years went by and the king
of Carthage made many friends. lie
gathered up great army. He marched |
again toward Carthage. Reaching the
gates of Carthage, the best men of the !
place came out bare-footed and bare
headed, and with ropes around
their necks, crying for mercy.
They said: 1--WE abused You and /
we abused your family, but we cry for |
mercy" The king of Carthage looked /
down upon he people from his chariot /
and said: II came to bless. | didn't .
come to destroy. You drove me out,
but this day | pronounce pardon for all .
the people. Open the gate and let the 4
army come in" The king marched in /
and took the throne. and the people /
all shouted: Long live the lxing,n ,
My friends, you have driven the Lord .
Jesus Christ, the King of the .
Church, away from your heart; /
you have been Inaltreating him
all these years: but he comes back to-
day. He stands in front of the gates
Of your soul. If you will only pray for
his pardon. he will meet you with his .
gracious spirit and he will say: Thy
sins and thine iniquities / will remem-
berno more. Open wide the gate: will
take the throne. My peace give unto
you" And then. all through this audi
encc, from the young and from the
old, there viii be rain OF tears, and
God will be the Father of that rain!