Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-07-09

IndLtWe are OILY Insects. ana LleH VIC W
| ourselves: Though the world is so large
the sun is one million four hundred thou
| sand times larger S'Oh!" we say, 1T is
no use; if God wheels that great machinery
through immensely, He will not take the
trouble to look down al me-
| ISFIDEL 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 shower. God IS
| no more in magnitudeS than he IS in min
| utie. If he has scales to weigh the mount
aims, he has balances delicate enough to
| weigh The infiDitesimaL. 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 num-
| bered? And if IImalaya has God, hath
| not the rain L father l take this doctrine
| of particular Providence and thrust 1t
| into the very midst OF YOUR everyday lie
| IF God fathers a rain-drOp, is there any
| thing so insignificant in your affairs that
! God viii not father that! When DruySc,
| the gunsmith, invented the needle-gun,
| which decided the battle of Sadowa, was 1t
| mere accident? When 4 farmers boy
| showed Butcher a short cut by which ne
| could bring his army up soon enough to
decide Waterloo for England, was it a mere
! ACCIDENT When Lord Byron took piece Of
money and tossed it up TO decide whether or
| not he should be alidnced to Miss Millbank,
| was tia mere accident which side of the
| money was up and which was down: When
| the Christian army was bcsiegcd AT BeZ!ers,
| and q drunken drummer came in a. mid
| night 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, starving
| mother. flying with her starving child. sank
! down and tainted on the rocks in the night
| and her hand fell on a warm bottle of milk,
| did that Just happen so? 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 secu-
| lar 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" O.my friends let US ronse up to
an appreciation of the fact that all the af-
| fairs of our life are under i Kings COM
| mand, and under Il Fathers watch. Alex
| ander's war horse, Bucephalus, would al
| low Anybody to mount him when" he was
| embarrassed: but as soon as they put on
| that war horse. BucephaluS the saddle and
| the trappngs of the conquerer, he would
| allow no one but Alexander TO touch him.
| Aud if SOulless horse could have so much
| pride in his owner. shall not we immortals
| cXult in the fact that we are owned by a
| King! Hath the rain father
A%ain. my subject teaches me that Gods
! dealings with US are iueXplcable. That
was the original force of my text. The rain
| was a great mystery TO the ancieptS. They
could not understand how the water should
| get into the cloud, and getting there. how it
| should be suspended, or falling, why it
| should come down in drops.
MODERN SCIENCE
a1o
| Of air of different temperature, and they are
| charged with moisture, ana the one portion
| of air decreases in temperature so the water
| may no longer be held in v;Dor, and it falls.
| And they tell US that some Of the clouds
| that look to be only rs large as mans
! hand, and to be almost quiet in the heavens,
are great mountains of mist 1000 feet from
base to top. and that they rush miles a min
| ute. But after all the brilliant experiments
OF Dr. James Hutton, and SauSSure, and
other scientists, there is an infinite mystery
| about the rain. There is an ocean of the
unfathomable in every rain-drOp, and God
says to-day as he said in the Lime of Job:
IF you cannot understand one
drop of rain, do not be sur
prised if my dealings with you are in
eXplicable" Why does that aged man,
decrepit, beggared, vicious, sick of the
| world, and the world sick of him, live on,
while here is i man in mid-life, conSecrated
Spect, who dies, Why does that old gossip.
| gadding along the street about cverybOdy's
business but her own, have such good
health. while the Christian mother, with 4
flock of little ones about her whom she is
preparing for usefulness and for heaven
the mother who YOU think could not be
spared an hour from that household-why
does she lie down and die with a cancer2
Why does that man, selfish to the core, go
on
ADDING FORTUNE To FORTUNE,
consuming everything on himself, continue
to prosper. while that man who has been
giving 10 per cent OF all his income 10 God
and the church. goes INTO bankruptcy, Be
fore we make stark fools of ourselves, let
US stop pressing this everlasting why" Let
us worship where we cannot understand.
| Let a man lake that one question, why
and follow ii far enough, and push il. and
! he viii Land in wrctcheQneSs and pcrdition.
We want IN our theology fever interroga-
ton marks and more exclamation points
Heaven is the place for eXplanation. Earth
Is the place for trust If You cannot UNDER
stand so minute thing as rain-drop, how
can you expect to understand Gods deal
ingS2 Hath the rain a father2'
Again. my text makes me think that the
rain Of tears is of divine origin. Great
clouds of trouble sometimes hover over US.
They are black, and they are gorged, and
they are thunderous. They are more por-
tCntouS than Salvador or Claude ever
painted-clouds Of poverty, or persecution,
or bereavement. They hover over us, and
they get darker and blacker, and after
awhile Il tear starts and we think by an eX-
ira pressure of the eyelid TO stop it. Others
follow, and after awhile there is a shower
of fearful emotion Yea, there is rain Of
tears.
HATH THE RAIN FATHER"
"Oh. You say, "A tear is nothing but
drop of limpid fluid secreted Ply the ZACH
Iymal gland it is only 4 sign OF weak
eyes Great mistake. 1t is one of the
Lords richest benedictions to the world.
There are people in Blackwel's Island in
sane asylum, and at Utica, ana at all the
aSylumS of this land who were demented by
the fact that they could not cry at the right
time, Said maniac in one of our public
institutions, under 4 gospel sermon that
started the tears: DO you see that tear?
That is the first l have wept for twelve
years. ! think it will help my brain"
There are great many in the grave who
could not stand any longer under the glacier
of trouble. If that glacier had only melted
into weeping they could have endured it.
There have been times in your life when
you would have given the world, if YOU had
possessed 1t, for one tear. You could
Shrek. you could blaSphcme, but you could
not cry. Have you never seen 4 man hold
ing the hand of Il dead wife who had been
all the world 10 him. The temples livid
with excitement, The eye dry and frantic.
no moisture on the upper or lower
lid. You saw there were bolts of
anger in the cloud, but no rain. To your
Christian comfort, he said: Don't talk 10
me about God, there is no God: or if there
is. / hate him: don't talk TO me about God;
would he have lef. me and these motherless
childrenI'' But a few hours or days after,
coming across some lead pencil that she
owned in life, or some letters which she