Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1892-11-17

is the way the golden calf Is MADE
nowadays A great many houselSeepers,
not paying for the articles they get,
borrow from the grocer and the baker
and the butcher and the dry goods
seller Then the retailer borrows of
the Wholesale dealer. Then the whole
sale dealer borrows of the capitalist,
and we borrow, and borrow, and Dor
row until the community is divided
into two classes, those who borrow
and those who are borrowed of; and
after while the capitalist wants his
money and he rushes upon the whole
sale dealer, and the wholesale dealer
wants his money and he rushes
upon the retailer, and the retailer
wants his money and he rushes upon
the consumer and we all go down to-
getlier. There is many man in this
day who rides in carriage and owes
the blacksmith for the tire, the wheel
wright for the wheel, and the trimmer
for the curtain, and the driver for I'M
paid wages, and the harness maker for
the bride, and the furrier for the
robe, while from the tip of the car
riage tongue clear back to the tip of
the shawl iluttering out of the back of
the vehicle. everything is paid for by
notes that have been three times re-
newed
1t is this temptation to borrow, and
borrow, and borrow, that keeps the
people cverlastingly praying to the
golden calf for help, and just at the
minute they expect the help the golden
calf treads on them. The judgments
of God, like Moses in the text, will
rush in and break up this worship; and
say, let the work go on until every man
shall learn to speak truth with his
ncighbor, and those who make engage
ments shall feel themselves bound to
keep them, and when a man who will
not repent of his business iniquity, tNt
goes on wishing to satiate his cannibal
appetite by devouring widows houses,
shall, by the law of the land, be com
PEELED to exchange his mansion for
Sing Sing. Let the golden calf perish!
But, my friends, if we have made
this world our god, when we come to
die we will see our idol demolished.
How much of this world are you going
to take with you into the next? vii
you have two pockcts-one in Gael
side of your shroud? win you cushion
YOUR coffin with bonds and mortgage.
and certificates of stock? All. no.
The ferry-boat that crosses this Jor-
dan takes no baggage-nothing
heavier than spirit. You may, per-
haps, take five hundred dollars
with you two or three miles, in
the shape of funeral trappings, to
Greenwood, but You will have to leave
them there 1t would not be safe for
you to lie down there with a gold watch
or Il diamond ring; it would be n temp
tation to the pillagers. All, my friends!
if we have made this world our god,
when we die we will see our idol
ground to pieces by our pillow, and we
will have to drink it in bitter regrets
for the wasted opportunities of life
time. Soon we will be gone. o! this
is tieeting world, it is dying world.
A man who had worshiped it all his
days, in his dying moment described
himself when he said: Fool! fool!
foolr'
want you to change temples, and
TO give up the worship of this unsatis-
flying and cruel god for the service of
the Lord Jesus Christ. Here is the
gold that will never crumble. Here
are securities that will never fail. Here
are banks that will never break
Here is an altar on which there has
been one sacrifice once for all. Here
is God who will comfort You when
you are in trouble, and soothe you
when you are sick, and save you when
you die. When your parents
have breathed their last. and
the old wrinllled, and trembling
hands can no more be put upon your
head for blessing, he will be to you
father and mother both, giving you
the defense of the one and the comfort
of the other: and when your children
go away from you, the sweet darlings,
you will not kiss them good-by for
ever. lie only wants To hold them
for You little while. lie will give
them back to you again, and he will
have them all waiting for you at
the gates of eternal welcome. Oh!
what u God he is. He will allow
You to come so close this morning that
You can put your arms around his
neck, while he in response will put his
arms around your neck, and all the
windows of heaven will be hoisted to
let the redeemed look out and see the
spectacle of rejoicing father and a
prodigal locked in glorious embrace.
Quit worshiping the golden calf, and
bow this day before him in whose pres
ence we must all appear when the
world has turned to ashes and the
scorched parchment of the sky shall be
rolled together like an historic scroll.