The Globe-republican., 1892-12-30

{ hurt sometimes Is very great So vith
1oo' our Mother; oil our annoysuces Are
. important enough to look at and sympa-
, thize with.
> Nothing with God Is something. There
are no ciphers In Gods arithmetic And
We were only good enough of sight
We cooid see Is much through q micro
scope IS through . telescope. Those
things that may DO palpable and infini.
teslmal to US may be pronounced and in
Unite to God. A mathematical point IA
oenned as having no parts, no maeni-
tude. 1t Is so small you cannot imagine
II, and yet mathematical point NAV be
starting point for q great eternity.
Iods surveyors carry . very long chain.
scale must be very delicate that can
weigh grain, but Gods scale is so deli.
cate that he can weigh with it that which
Is SO small that grain is million times
heavier.
When John Kitto,a poor boy on back
street OF Plymouth. cut his foot with
piece OF glass. God bound it 10 so sue
cess1uilY that he became the great Chris
tian eeoRrapher and q commentator
known among all nations So eyery
Wo9nd OF the soul. however insignificant.
VOC IS willing to bind up. AS at the first
CIV OF the child the mother rushes to kiss
.ae wound. SO God. our Mother, takes
the smallest wound Of the heart And
presses 1t to the lips of divine sympathy.
"As one whom his mother comfortetb' so
will comfort YOU"
| remark further that God has moth
er's patience for the erring. II one does
wrong first his associates in life cast him
on; II he goes on in the wrong way his
business partner casts him off; il he goes
on his best friends cast him of - his
father casts him of. But after all Others
have cast him of, where does he oo9
VINO holds no grndge and forgiyes the
iast time as well as the first? Who sits
oy the murderer's counsel all through the
long trial? Who tarries the longest at
the windows OF culprit's cell? Who.
wnen all others think ill of a man. keeps
On thinking well of him? 1t is his mother.
God bless her gray hairs if she be still
aNVe. ana bless her grave il she be gonei
And bless the rocking chair in which she
USED to sit. and bless the cradle that she
used to rock. and bless the Bible she
used to read!
SO God, our Mother, has patience for
all the erring. After everybody else has
cast man OIL God, our Mother, comes
10 the rescue. God leaps to take charge
OF pad case. After all the other
doctors have got through the heavenly
Physlclan comes in. Human sympathy
at SUCH time does not amount to much.
Even the sympathy of the church. I am
sorry TO say, often does not amount to |
much. l have seen the most harsh and |
bitter treatment on the part of those |
who professed faith in Christ toward |
those who were wavering and erripg.
They tried on the wanderer sarcasm and
bllllngsgate and caricature, and they
tried little tattle. There was one thing
they did not try, and that was forgive
ness.
A soldier in England was brought by
a sergeant to the Colonel s'What." "says
the Colonel, Infringing the man here
again! We have tried everything with
him." ''Oh, no." says the sergeant:
there is one thing you have not tried.
l would like you to try that" what
Is that?' said the Colonel. Said the
man. forgiveness" The case had not
gone so far but that it might take that
turn. and so the Colonel said: "Well,
young man, you have done so and so.
What Is your excuse?" II have no OK.
'use, but l am very SORRY" said the
nan.
1--WE have made up our minds to for
glve you,' said the Colonel The tears
started. He had never been accosted in
hat way before. His life was reformed.
Ind that was the starting point for q
positively Christian life. o church of
i0d, quit your sarcasm when a man
alls! Quit your irony, quit your title
attic, and try forgiveness. God, your
Mother, tries it all the time. A mans
In may be like a continent, but Gods
forgiveness is like the Atlantic and Pa
Inc oceans. bounding on both sides.
The Bible often talks about Gods
and. wonder how it looks You re-
1emoer distinctly how your mothers
and looked, though thirty years ago it 4
away. 1t was different from
our 1ather's hand When you were to
cnastlsed you had rather have mother
unlsh you than father. 1t did not hurt
much. And fathers hand was diff
'rent from mothers partly because it
ad OUTDOOR toll. and partly because God
ltended it to be different. The knuckles
ere more firmly set and the palm was
alloused.
But mothers hand was more delicate.
here were blue veins running through
le back Of it. Though the fingers.
me OF them. were picked with a needle.
le palm OF it was soft. Oh, it was very n
1T! Was there ever any poultice like !
lat to take pain out of wound? So !
DDS hand is q mothers hand What it a.: az
uches it heals. If it smite you it does
IT hurt as If it were another hand. Oh. -
~ poor wandering soul in sin, it is not
bailiff's hand that siezes you to-day, 4
is not hard hand. 1t is not an un. =
mpathetic hand. 1t is not cold hand. =
is not an enemy's hand No. Itisa
ntie hand, loving hand, a sympa- -
etic hand, soft hand, a mothers
nd. LAS one whom his mother com.
rteth, so will comfort you"
l want to saw finally that God has a
'ther's way of putting child to sleep.
u know there is no cradle song like a
'ther's After the excitement of the
ening it is almost impossible to get the
i'd to sleep. If the rocking chair stop He
moment the eyes are wide open; but bot
e mothers patience and the mothers
'thing manner keep on until after 4
lille the angel Of sIumber puts his =