Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1891-07-06

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one of our public Institutions under {
Gospel sermon that started the tears
DO You see that tear? That is the frs
] have wept for twelve years. think il
~iIl help my brain. "
There are a great many IA the grave
who could not stand any longer under
the glacier IF trouble ii 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 pos
sessed it. for one tear You could
shrek, you could l1laSpheme but you
could not cry. Have yen never seen a
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 lid. You saw there were
bolts of anger in the cloud but no rain
To your Christian comfort he said
Don't talk me about God, there is no
God; or if there is I hate him; don't
/ talk TO me about God; would he have
! left me and these motherless children p
But few hours or days after, coming
across some lead pencil that she owned
in life. or some letters which she wrote
when he was away from home, with All
| cutlery that appals there bursts the
fountain of tears, and as the sunlight
of Gods consolation strikes that fOun-
tain of tears you find out that it is
tender hearted, merciful, pitifuI and
all compassionate God who was the
father of that rain,
"Oh, you say, it's absurd TO think
that God is going 10 watch over tears
No. my friends There are three or
four kinds of them that God counts
bottles and eternizes. 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 mourning all around
the world. They never get over it.
They may live to shout and sing after
ward, but there is always corridor in
the soul that is silent, though it once
resounded.
My parents never mentioned the
death of a child who died fifty years
before without a tremor in the voice
and sigh, oh! how deep fetched. 1t
was better she should die; it was
a mercy she should die. She would
have been a lifelong invalid But you
cannot argue away "a parents grief.
How often you hear the moan, ooh!
my child, my child" Then there are
the filial tears.
OUR GRIEF FOR THE DEAD.
Little children soon get over the loss
Of parents. They are easily diverted
with new toy. But where is the man
who 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 III our church, and the pc
culiarity OF them was that they were
nearly all prayed ashore by their mo-
theirs, 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
motherI
The fact is we get 50 used to calling
for her the first ten years OF our life we
never ret over it, and when She goes
away from US it makes deep sorrow.
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, mother. mOther!" 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 would be weak compared with |
the throb Of Gods eternal sympathy. |
Yes, God also is Father of all that rain
Of repentance.
Did you ever see a rain of repent
lnce? Do you know what it is that
makes a man repent? l see people go
ing around trying TO repent They
repent Do you know no man
ean repent until God helps him to re
oent? How do l know? BY this pas
sage, Him hath God exalted to be
prince and a Saviour to give repent
NICE" Oh! it is a tremendous hour
when one wakes up and says: Il am
Dad man; | have not sinncd against the
avs of the land but | have wasted my
ife. God asked me for my services
md l haven't given those services. Oh!
ny sins, God forgive me"
When that tear starts it thrills all
heaven. An angel cannot keep his eye
IF it, and the church of God assemblies
round, and there is a cOmmingling Of
ears, and God is the father of that
ain, the Lord, long suffering merciful
nd gracious. In d religious assem-
,lage a man arose and said: Il have |
'een a very wicked man; | broke my
nOther's heart; | became an intidel;
'ut | have seen my evil way, and l
ave surrendered my heart to God.
But it is a grief | never can get over
hat my parents should never have
card of my salvation don't know
7hether they are living Or dead
While yet he was standing in the audi
nee, voice from the gallery said
Oh. my son, my son -
He looked up and he recognized her
{ was his old mother She had been
raging for him for a great many years,
nd when at the foot OF the cross the
rodigal son and the praying mother
each other, there was rain, ;
tremendous rain, Of tears, and God s
as the Father OF chose tears Oh, s
lat God would break us down with {
,nse Of our sin, and then lift us up i
it'll an appreciation of his mercy
ears over our wasted life. Tears over ,
griert:i spirit. Tears over an injured t
LtLer. Oh, that God would move
pom Ghis audience with q great wave
religious emotion.
THE GREAT KING PARDONS.
The king of Carthage was dethroned .
is people rebelled against him He =
as driven into Punishment His wife .
Id children were outrageously abused. u
ears went by, and the king of Garth I
&c made many friends. He gathered 81
} a great army. He marched again o
ward Carthage. Reaching the gates Ii