The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-07-25

extra pressure ofsthe eyeliei. iroi stop It,
Others follow, and after awhile there is
shower, of fearful emotion. =. Yea, there is a
rain Of tears. Hath that rain fatherf'.
GOD SEES OUR TEARS.
"Oh, - you say, "a tear is nothing but
drop of limpid fluid secreted by the lach-
rymai gland-it is only a sign of weak
eyes ," Great mistake. 1T is one of the
Lords richest benedictions TO the world
There are people in Blackwell's Island in
sane asylum, and at Utica, and at all the
asylums of this land, who were demented
by the fact that they could not cry at the
right time. Said a maniac in one of our
public institutions, under a Gospel sermon
that started the tears: do you see that
tears that is the first I have wept- for
twelve years. I think it will help my
brain"
There are great many in the grave who
could not stand any longer under the
glacier of trouble II that glacier had only
melted into weeping they could have en-,
dured it. There have been times in your
life when you wonld have Yiven the world.
If you had possessed it, for one tear You
could shrek. you could blaspheme. but you
could not cry. Have you never seen man
holding the hand of a dead wife, who had
been all the world TO him! The temples
livid with excitement, the eye dry and
frantic, no moisture on the upper or lower
hdsS You saw there were bolts of anger in.
the cloud, but no rain. To yonr Christian
comfort, he said, ..Don't talk to me about.
God: there is no God, or if there is hate
him; don't talk to me about God; would
he have left me and these motherless chill
dren?"
But few hours or days after, com
ing across some lead pencil that she owned
in life, or some letters which she wrote
when he was away from home, with an
outcry 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 a tender hearted
merciful. pitiful and all compassionate
God who was the father of that rain. "Oh, !"
you say, tit is absurd to think that God
is going to watch over tears" No, my
friends. There are three or four kinds of
them that God counts, bottles and eter-
nizes. First, there are all parental tears,
and there are more of these than Of any
other kind, because the most of the race die
in infancy. and that keeps parents mourn
ing all around the world. They never get
over it. They may live to shout and sing
afterwarG, but there is always q corridor
in the soul that is silent. Thought once re-
sounded. .,..-----t
My parents never mentioned the death
of child who died fifty years before with
out a trenors in the voice and sigh, oh,
how deepIfetchedI 1t. was better she should
die. It was mercy she should die. She
would have been alifelong inxalid; But
you cannot argue, away a parents grief.
|: How often you hear. the moan, 'sOh, my
child. my childp, Then there are the filial
tears. Little children soon get over the
loss of parents. 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 fountains of
his soul stirred upf You may have had to
take care of her good many years, but
you never can forget how she. used to take
care of you, So. :, ,..,a-.f..-.- t.. tJ..k
There have been many sea captains con
verted in our church, and the peculiarity
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 for her the first ten years
of our life we never get over it. and when
( she goes away. from us it makes deep sor
/ row. You sometimes, perhaps. in. days OF
trouble and darkness, when the world
/ would say, ''You ought TO be able to take
care of yourself You wake up from your
/ dreams finding yourself saying, ''Oh, moth
| erl motheri'' Have these tears no divine
!, origin, Why, take all the warm hearts
! that ever beat in ali lands. and in all ages
and put them together and their united
throb woald be weak compared with the
| throb of Gods eternal sympathy. Yes
| God also is father of all that rain of re
| pentance.
! Did you ever see rain of repenrancei Dr.
! you know what it is that makes a man re
/ pentf see people going around trying K
I, repent They cannot repent. Do yot
! know no man can repent until God help.
him to repenta How do L know2 By thil
passage, Him hath God exalted TO be
/ prince and Saviour to give repentance.
/ Oh, it is a tremendous hour when on,
! wakes, up and says;.HI am a bad man.
j have not sinned against the laws of th'
4 land, but I have wasted my life; Goo
\ asked me for my services and I haven
Il given those services, Oh, my sins; Coz
4 forgive met When that tear starts i
!. thrills all heaven. An angel cannot keel
his eye off it, and the churchof God assem-
bles around, and there is eommingling o
| tears, and God is the Father of that rain
7 the Lord. long suffering, mercifuf and gra
| cious.it q 44E ~ Jii-* i'is
4 THE CRY OF MOTHERS HEART.
r In a religious assembIage man aros
and said. .tIs have been very wicked man
broke my mothers heart. I became a.
l'infidel, but have seen my evil way
and l have surrendered my heart t
i God. but ir is a grief that never cal
j get over that my parents should neve
4 have heard of my salvation; don't kno,
/ whether they are living or dead" Will
4 yet he was standing in the audience
voice from the gallery said, ''Oh, my sor
my sonr, He looked up and he recognize
her. 1t was his old mother She had bee
praying for him a great many years. an
when at the foot of the cross the prodigs
son and the praying mother embraced eac
other, there was a rain, tremendous rail-
I-of- tears, aud God was the Father of thos
tears. Oh, that God would break us dow
with -as sense of our sin, and them lift I