Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1892-02-20


eter, yea, they have kept on until
they have weighed our planet and
found its weight To be six sextillon
tons, But by no science has the
weight of this worlds trouble been
weighed Now, Christ standing on
the level of our humanity stands in
sympathy with every trouble There
are so many aching heads; his ached
under the thorns. There are SO
many weary feet; his were worn
with the long journey up and down
the land that received him not
There are 80 many prosecuted souls
Every hour of his life was under
human outrage The world had no
better place to receive him than a
cattle pen. and its farewell was slap
on his cheek and spear in his side
So intensely human was he that
there has not been in all our race a
grief or infirmity or exhaustion or
pang that did not touch him once
and that does not touch him now.
The lepers, the paralytics, the i'm
beetle, the maniac. the courtesan, the
repentant brigand which one did he
turn off, which one did he not pity
which one did he not helpl The uni
versal trouble of the world is be
reavement One may escape all the
other troubles, but that no soul es.
capes. Out of that bitter cup every
one must take drink. For instance
in order that all might know how he
sympathizes with those who have
lost daughter. Christ comes to the
house of Jarius. There is such big
crowd around the door he and his
disciples have to push their way in.
From the throng of people conclude
that this girl must have been very
popular She was one of those chill
dren whom everybody likes.
After Christ got i'll the house there
was such loud weeping that the or
binary tones of voice could not be
heard. do not wonder The dead
daughter was twelve years of age. tits
about the happiest time in most lives
Very little children suffer many in
Justices because they are children.
and childhood is not desirable
part of human existence they get
whacked or set ON. But at twelve
years Of age the child has come to
self assertion and is apt To make her
rights known And then, twelve
years of age is too early for the cares
and anxieties of life So this girl was.
think. the merrimcnt of the house
hold She furnished for them the
mimicry and the harmless mischief.
and reused the gutfaw that often
rang through that happy home But
now she il dead, and the grief III her
departure is Us violent as her pres
ence had been vivacious and inspirit
ing. Oh, the bereavement was so
sharp, SO overwhelming How could
they give her up
suspect that they blamed them
selves for this or for that Oh. if
they had had some other doctor, or
taken some other medicine, or had
been more careful of her health, or if
they had not given her that reproof
sometime when she had not really
deserved it Oh, if they had been
more patient with her hilaritics and.
instead of hushing her play, had par
ticipated i'll i'll You know there are
so many things that parents always
blame themselves for at such times
Only twelve years of agel So fair,
SO promising. SO full of life few
days ago, and now SO still Oh, what
it is to have a daughter dead! The
room is full of folks, but yonder Is
the room where the young sleeper is
The crowd cannot go in there Only
six persons enter, five besides Christ
three friends, and. of course, the
father and mother They have the
first right to go i'll. The heaviest
part of the grief was theirs All eyes
in that room are on the face Of this
girl.
There lay the beautiful hand, white
and finely shapen, but it was not
lifted in greeting to any of the group
Christ stepped forward and took hold
of that hand and said, with a tone
and accentuation charged with ten
derness and command. "Damsel,
say unto thee, arisei" And without
moment delay she arose, her eyes
wide open. her cheeks turning from
white lily To red rose, and the parents
cry She lives She hves," and in
the next room they take up the
sound. She lives She livesl" and
the throng in front of the doorway
repeat it. She lives She lives"
Will not az those who have lost a
daughter feel that such a Christ as
that can sympathize3
THE COMPASSION OF CHRIST
On another occasion he showed
how he felt about the loss of son.
Here are the obsequies: a long pro
cession. widowed mother following
her only son. know not how long
the husband and father had been
gone, but upon this son, who had now
come To be young man, the leader
ship of that household had fallen. ]
think he had got to be the breadwin
ner He was proud of his mother,
and she should never lack anything
as long as he lived And there is no
grander spectacle on earth than a
young man standing between want
and a widowed mother But that
young man had fallen lifeless under
accident or disaster, and he was be
ing carried out.
Only few hours in that land are
allowed to pass between decease and
burial 1t is the same day or the
next And there they move on.
Christ meets the procession. His
eye picks out the chief mourner He
puts his hand on the bier, as much as
to say to the pallbearers; Stop
There will be no burial today That
broken heart must be healed That