Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-02-15

! anu WlJnOub II HlOl1eug' ueidy Sue arose,
her eyer wide open, her cheeks turning
from white lily to red rose, and the parents
cry, "She lives She lives" and in the next
room they t'tl,e up the sound She livesl
She livesl' and the throng in front of the
doorway repeat it. ";5he lives, She lives!"
Will not all those who have lost daugh-
ter feel that such Christ rs that can sym.
pathizei
q! SAY UNTO THEE, ARISE"
On another occasion he showed how he
felt about the loss of II son Here are the
obsequies. long procession Il 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 he young man. the leadership of
that household had fallen. think he had
igot to he the breadwinner He was proud
of his mother, and she should never lack
anything ~ long rs he lived And there
is no grander spectacle on earth than a
young man standing between want and q
widowed mother. But that young man
had fallen lifeless under accident or disas
| ter, and he was being carried ont.
| Only a very 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: "Stopl
There will be no burial today. That broken
heart must be healed. That mother must
have her home rebuilt" And then looking
into the face of the young man for in
those lands the face is always exposed in
such procession), Christ speaks one SEN
tence, before which Death fell PROSTATE
under the bier, Young man, say unto
thee, arise" He sat up, while the over.
| joyed mother wrapped him in her arms,
and well nigh smothered him with her ca
resses, and the air was rent with congratu-
lations.
Can any one who has ever lost a son
doubt that Christ sympathizes with such
woe? And how many there are who need
that particular comfort. 1t was not hol-
low sentiment when, after Edmund Burke,
the greatest orator of his time, had lost his
son, and the bereaved father, crossing the
pasture field, met the horse that had be-
longed to that deceased son, that the ora
tor threw his arms around the horses neck
and kissed the dumb brute. 1t was not
hollow sentiment when David, the psalm
list, cried out at the news of his sons death,
although he had been a desperately bad
boy: "Oh, Absalom, my sonl my sonl
Would God had died for thee. Oh, Alb
salon, my sonl my sonl' But for such
and all other bereavement there is divine
coincidence.
Christ on the plain. care not from what
side you approach him you can touch him
and get his help. Is it mental depression
You suffer- Remember him who said,
my God, my God, why hast thou forsaken
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Der him who fed the five thousand with
two minnows and five biscuits, neither of
the biscuits larger than your fist. Is it
Chronic ailment? Remember the woman
who for eighteen years WAS bent almost
double, and liftel her face until she could
look into the blue sky. Are you sailor
and spend your life battling with the tenn
pests2 Remember him who flung the tenn
pest OF Genesareth fiat on the crystal pave
ment of the quiet sea.
That Christ is in sympath with all who
have trouble with their eyes, and that is be-
coming an almost universal trouble
through much reading in rail cars and the
overpressure of study in the schools where
children are expected to be philosophers at
ten, boys and girls at fourteen with spec
tacles. | say with all such trouble Christ
is in sympathy. Witness blind Bartimeus.
Witness the two blind men in the house.
Witness the two blind men near Jericho
Witness the man born blind. Did he not
turn their perpetual midnight into mid
noon, till they ran up and down clapping
their hands and saying, II seel | seel''
That Christ is in sympathy with those
who stammer or have slenced ears, notice
how promptly he came to that man with
impeachment of speech and gave him COM
mand of the tongue so that he could speak
with ease, and putting his fingers into the
ears returned the tympanum-
Is there a lack of circulation in your arm
think of him who cured the defective circu
lation and the inactive muscles of patient
who had lost the use of hand and arm by
saying, stretch forth thy handp' and the
veins and nerves and muscles resumed |
their offices, and though in doing SO the |
joints may have cracked from long disuse,
and there may have been strange sensa-
ton from elbow to finger tip, he stretched |
it forthl And nothing is the matter with |
you, but you may appeal to a sympathic |
Christ. And if you feel yourself to be |
great sinner, hear what he said to that re-
pentng Magdalen, while with scaldng
sarcasm he dashed her hypocritical pur
suers.
GOD BE MERCIFUL TO ME, A SINNER"
And see how he made an immortal
liturgy out of the publican's cry, God
be merciful to me u sinner" prayer so
short that the most overwhelmed offender
can utter it, and yet long enough to win
celestial dominions. 1t was well put by
man who had been converted, and who
remembered that in his dissolute days he
found it hard to get occupation, because
he could not present certificate of good
character. In commencing Christ to the
people he said, BLESS God | have found
out that Jesus will take a man without
a character Christ on a level with
suffering humanity. My text says, HE
came down with them and stood in the
plain" No climbing up through attri-
butes you cannot understand. No ascend
ing Of the heights of beautiful rhetoric of
prayer. No straining after elevations you
cannot reach. No hunting for God that
you cannot find. But going right straight
to him and looking into his face and tax
ing his hand and asking for his pardon, his
comfort, his grace, his heaven.
Christ on the level. When during the
siege of Sebastopol an officer had com
manded "A private soldier to stand ON the
wall exposed to the enemy and receive the
us it was handed up, while he,
the officer, stood in place sheltered from
the enemy's guns, General Gordon leaped
upon the wall to help, and commanded the
officer to follow him, and then closed with
the words, "Never order man to do any
thing that you are afraid to do yourself"
Glory be to God, the captain of our saliva
ton has himself gone through all the ex,
posures in which he commands us to be
He has been through it all,