Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-07-11

and on every farm house: Hath the
rain iatherg" II we only knew what
vast enterprise II Is to provide appro-
pirate weather for this world we would
not be so critical OF the Lord. Isaac
Watts, at 10 years OF age complained
that he did not like the hymns that were
sung in the English chapel. well"
said his father, Isaac, instead OF your
complaining about the hymns 60 and
make hymns that are better" And he
did 60 and make hymns that were bet
ter. Now, say TO you, II you do not
like the weather get up q weather
company and have a president, and
a secretary, and treasurer, and board
OF directors, and Sl0.000,000 OF stock,
and then provide weather that will suit
all Of us. There is man who has q
weak head, and he can not stand the
glare OF the SUN. You must have cloud
always lowering over him. like the
sunshine: | can not live without plenty
OF sunlight, so you must always have
enough light for me. Two ships met
in mid Atlantic. One Is going to South
ampton, and the other is coming to New
York. Provide weather that. while 1t
is abaft for one ship, 1t is not head
wind for the other. There Is farm
that is dried up for the lack OF rain,
and here is pleasure party going out
for q field excursion. Provide weather
that will suit the dry farm and the
pleasure excursion. No, sir, l will not
take 81 OF stock in your weather com
pany. There is only one Being in the
universe who knows enough to rrovide
the right kind of weather for this
world. Hath tht rain a father ~
Nv text also suggests Gods minute
supervision. You see the Divine Son
ship in every drop OF rain. The jewels
of the shower are not flung away by a
spendthrift who knows not how many
he throws or where they fall. They
are all shining princes OF heaven. They
all havean eternal lineage. They are
all the children Of king. Hath the
rain father"
Well, then, I say II 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:
Worlds. worlds" and how insigniii-
cant we feel! We stand at the foot OF
Mount Washington or Mount Blanc, and
we feel that we are only insects, and
then We say to ourselves: Though
the world is so large. the sun is l.40O,-
900 times larger" 60" We say, lit is
OF no use, If God wheels that great ma
chinery through immensely, He will
not take the trouble to look down on me. "
, Infidef conclusion. Saturn, Mer-
cur; 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 magnitude than he is in
minutin. If He has scales to weigh the
mountains, He has balances delicate
enough to weigh the intinitesimal. You
can no more see Him through the tele-
scope 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 il Himalaya has God,
''hath not the rain q father?' l take
this doctrine of particular provi-
dence, and / thrust it into the very
midst OF your every day life. IL God
fathers rain drop, is there anything
so insignificant in your affairs that God
would not father that? When Druyse,
the gunsmith, invented the needle gun,
which decided the battle OF Sadowa,
was it mere accident? When q farm
er's boy showed Butcher shor; cut by
which he could bring his army up soon
enough to decide Waterloo for England.
was it a mere accident? When Lord
Byron took a piece OF money and
tossed it up to decide whether or not he
should be affianced to Miss Millbank,
was it mere accident which side OF the
money was up and which was down?
When the Christian army was be
sieged DIT Beziers. and drunken drum
mer came in at midnight and rang the
alarm bell, not knowing what he was
Going, but waking up the host in time
to fight their enemies that moment ar
irving, 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 warm bot
tie of milk, did that ju-t 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 secular book, and
let us, as the famous Mr.. Fox, the men,
Der OF parliament, in his last hour Cry
out: ''Read me the eighth book OF Vir-
gill" o! my friends, let US rouse up to
an appreciation OF the fact that all the
affairs OF our life are under a Kings
command and under Fathers watch.
Alexander's war horse, Bucephalus,
would allow anybody to mount
him when he was embarrassed; but as
soon as they put on that war horse, Blu
cephalus, the saddle and the trappings
of the conqueror, he would allow no one
but Alexander to touch him. And II q
soulless horse could have 80 much pride
in his owner, shall not we immortals ex-
ult in the fact that we are owned by q
| RinO9 UHath the rain fatherYn