The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1891-09-10


And was not Christ the Son of Pain?
All The sorrows Of Rachel in that hour,
When she gave her child over into the
hands of strangers was nothing COM
pared with the struggle Of God when he
gave up his only Son. The omnipotent
God VI birth throc! And was not
Christ appropriately called "Son OF the
Rglh lland?" Did not Stephen look
INTO heaven and see him standing at the
right hand Of God? And does not Paul
speak OF him as standing at the right
hand OF Goa making interceesiou for ls?
y Bcpianin--Jesus! Son OF pane! Snn
"I victory! The deepest emotions OF
"ur $, uls ought to be stirred at the sound
Oi that nomenclature. In your prayers
pcad his tears, his suilCrinSs. his sOr-
rows and his death. 1t you refuse to 90
IT. all the corn criDs and the palaces OF
heaven will be boltcd and barred against
i"ur soul, and Il voice from The throne
shall stun you with the announcement,
'Gou shall not see my lace except your
brother be with you"
TIE WORLDS SYMPATHY IS WEAK.
My text also suggests the reason why
So many people do not get any real com
Tort. GOu meet ten people; nine of them
are in need Of some kind OF coincidence.
There Is something III their health. or il
their state, or in their domestic cOnd-
ton that demands sympathy. And yet
the most Of the worlds sympathy
amounts to absolutely nothing. People
20 to the wrong crib or they 90 in the
wron5 way. When the plague was in
R0mc great many years ago. there
,.ho
selves 20 death with the litanes of Greg
CRY the Grcat-literally chantcd them
selves to death, and vet it did not stop
world cannot halt the plague OF the hui
man heart.
come to some one whose ailments
arc chronic, and | say, ''In heaven you
will never be sick" That does not
give You much comfort. What YOU
want Is Il soothing power for your pres
ont distress. Lost children, have you?
come TO you and tell you that in ten
years perhaps you will meet those loved
ones before the throne Of God. But
there Is but little coincidence in hat.
One day is Il year without them. ten
years Is II small eternity. What you
want is sympathy now-present help.
| come TO those OF you who have lost
dear friends, and say: TRY to forget
them. Do not keep the departed al
ways in your mind" How can you for
get them when every figure i'll the car
pet and every book and every picture
and every room calls out tncir name.
Suppose | come to you and say by
way OF coincidence, God is WISE" "Oh,'
you say, that gives me no help" Sup
pose | come TO you and say, God, from
all eternity, has arranged this trouble"
."Ah!' you say, that does me no good"
Then | say. "Wlth the swift feet of
heavenly supply" You go. You say,
"Lord, help me, Lord, comfort me-"
But no help yet. No comfort yet 1t
is ali dark. What is the matter? |
have found. You ought to go to God
and say: "lIere, O Lord, are the
wounds Of my soul, and bring with
me the wounded Jesus. Let his wounds
pay for my wounds, his bereavements
for my bereavementS, his loneliness for
my loneliness. hls heartbreak for my
hrartbreak. o God! for the sake Of the
Lord Jesus ChriSt--thc God, the man,
the Benjamin, the Drother-deliver my
agoniZed soul q Jesus of the weary
foot. ease my fatigue. o Jesus Of the
aching head. heal my aching head. O
Jesus of tho Bethany sisters, roll away
the stone from the door of tue grave"
That is the kind of prayer that brings
help; and yet how many of you are get
ting no help ut all, for the reason that
there is in your soul. perhaps. a secret
trouble. You may never have men
toned it to a single human ear or you
may have mentioned it TO some one
who Is now gone away, and that great
sorrow is still in your soul. After
Washington Irving was dead they
found Il little box that contained a
braid OF halr aud miniature and the
name of Matilda Hoffman, and Il mem
orandum of her death and remark
something like this: "The world after
that was blank to me. | went into
the country, but found no peace in sol
itndc. | tried 10 go into society. but
found no peace in society. There has
been II horror hanging over me by night,
and by day, and | am afraid to be
alone"
FALSE AND FOOLISH PROMISES.
How many unuttered troubles. No
human ear has ever heard the SORROW.
On, troubled soul. ! want to tell you
that there is Olc Salve that can cure the
wounds of the heart, and that is the
save lllduc OUT OIL lnc IcdrS Oh sym
pathetic Jesus. And yet some of you
Will not take this solace; and you try
chlor"l, and You try morphine, and you
try strong drink, and you try change of
scene, and You try new business asso-
Citations, and anything ami Everything
rather than I'd e the Divine companion.
ship and sympathy suggested by the
words of my text when it says. "G0u
shall not see my face again unless your
biother be with YOU" On. that you
might understand something OF the
height and depth and length and
breadth and immensely and iniinity Of
Gods eternal consultations.
! go further, and find in 10Y subject
Il hint rs to the way heaven opens 10
the departing spirit. We are told that
heaven has twelve gates, and some peo-
pie inter from that fact that all the
people Will 60 in without reference TO
their past life: but what is the use Of
having Il gate that is not sometimes to
be shut? The swinging of gate i'm
plies that our entrance into heaven IS
conditional. 1t is not monetary con-
dition. If we come To the door Of All
exquisite concert we are not surprised
that we must pay a fee, for we know