The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-03-24

to go away from them and they are left
all alone. They begin to feel in the
way when you come into the room
where they are. and they move their
chair nervousIy and say. Il hope I am
not in the way" Alas, that father and
mother should ever be in the way. When
you were sick and they sat up all night
rocking you, singing to you. administer
ing to you, did they think that you were
in the way? Are you tired Of the old
people? Do you snap them up quick and
sharp? You will be cursed to the bone
for your ingratitude and unkindress!
Oh. it is hard to be old without re-
ligion-to feel this world going away,
and nothing better coming. If there be
any here who have gone far on without
Christ. address you deferentially. You
have found this tough world for old
people. Alas! to have aches and pains,
and no Christ to sooth them. want to
give you cane better than that you
lean on. 1t is the cane that the Bible
speaks of when it says, THY rod and thy
staff they comfort me-" l want to give
you better spectacles than those you now
look through. It is the spiritual eye
sight Of divine grace. Christ will not
think that you are in the way.
Does your head tremble with the palsy
of old age? Lay it on Christ's bosom.
Do you feel lonely now that your CON-
panions and children are gone? l think
Christ has them. They are safe in His
keeping. Very soon He will take you
where they are. l take hold of your arm
and try to lead you to place where you
can put down all your burden. Go with
me. Only little while longer and your
sight will come again, and your hearing
will come again, and with the strength
Of an immortal athlete you will step on
the pavement Of Heaven. No clutches
in Heaven. no sleepleSs nights in Heaven,
no cross looks for old people. Dwelling
there for ages. no one will say, Father,
you know nothing about this; step back;
you are in the way!'
Oh, how many dear old folks Jesus has
put to sleep! How sweetly He has closed
their eyes! How gently folded their
arms! How He has put His hand on
their silent hearts and said: "Rest now,
tired pilgrim. 1t is all over. The tears
will never start again. Hush! HUSH"
So He gives His beloved sleep. think
the most beautiful object on earth is an
old Christian-the hair white, not with
the frosts of winter, but the blossoms OF
the tree of life. never feel sorry for q
Christian old man. Why feel sorry for
those upon whom the glories of the eter-
nal world are about to burst? They are
going to the goodly cedar. Though their
wings are heavy with age, God shall
renew their strength like the eagle, and
they shall make their nest in the cedar.
"All fowl of every wing"
Again, the very bad, the outrageously
sinful, may come. Men talk Of the grace
Of God as though it were so many yards
long and so many yards deep. People
point to the dying thief as an encourage
ment to the sinner. How much better
it would be to point to our own case and
say, IF God saved US He can save any
body" There may be those here who
never had one earnest word said to them
about their souls. Consider me as put
ting my hand on your shoulder and look
ing in your eye. God has been good to
you. You ask, ''How do you know that?
He has been very hard on me-" ''Where
did you come from?" Home" ''Then
you have home. Have you ever
thanked God for your home? Have you
children?' "Yes." Have you ever
thanked God for your children? Who
keeps them safe? We're you ever sick?"
yes" "Who made you we'll? Have
you been fed every day? Who feed you?
Put your hand on your pulse. Who
tion of your lungs. Who helps you
breathe? Have you Bible in the house.
spreading before you the future life?
Who gave you that Bible?"
Oh, it has been story of goodness and
mercy all the way through. You have
been one of Gods pet children. Who
fondled you and caressed you and loved
YOU? And when you went astray and
wanted to come back. did He ever re-
fuse? l know Of father who, after his
son came back the fourth time, said.
mo; forgave you three times, but
will never forgive you again." And the
son went off and died. But God takes
back His children the thousandth time
as cheerfully as the first As easily as
with my handkerchief strike the dust
off book, God will wipe out all your
sins.
There are hospitals for ''incurables"
When men are hopelessly sick, they are
sent there. Thank God! there is no hos
pital for spiritual incurables Though
you had the worst leprosY that ever
struck q soul, your flesh shall come
again like the flesh of little child
Oh, this mercy of God! am told it is
an ocean. Then l place on it four swift
sailing craft, with compass and charts
and choice rigging and skillful naviga-
tors, and tell them to launch away and
discover for me the extent of this ocean.
That craft puts out in one direction,
and sails to the north; this craft to the
south; this to the east: this to the west
They crowd on all their canvas and sail
10, 600 years, and one day come up to the
harbor OF Heaven. and l shout to them
from the beech, Have you found the
and they answer, mo shore to
Gods mercy" Swift angels, dispatched
from the throne, attempt to 20 across it |
For million years they fly and fly, but |
they come back and fold their wings at |
the foot Of the throne and cry, mo |
shore! no shore to Gods mercyw
Mercy! Mercy! Mercy! sing it. 1 !
preach 1t. l pray it Here l find . |
nan bound hand and foot to the devil, !
but with one stroke of the hammer of |
Gods truth the chains fell of and he is
rec forever Mercy! Mercy! Mercy! |