Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-06-02


the Egyptian cavalrymen, pursuing
the lsraelites down to midway the
Red Sea, were unsaddled, unstirruped,
endorsed. Miriam struck the center
of the tambourlne with the full force
of her right hand when she came TO
that bar of the music: 1.-The horse and
his rider hath he thrown into the sea-"
A n, my friends, it is the mounted
troubles that we most fear. The little
trou les we can endure. The cinder
in the eye, the splinter under the
nail, the thorn in the foot, the social
slight, the mean fling, the invidious
comparison, or the remarks that snub.
The annoyances and veXations on foot
we can conquer, but, alas! for the
mounted disasters, the bereavements,
the bankruptcies, the prosecutions,
the appalling sicknesses, that charge
upon us, as it were, with uplif ed bat
tle-ax or consuming thunderbolt of
power. There are those among my
hearers or readers who have whole
regiment of mounted disasters charg-
ing upon them. But fear not. The
smallest horsehy on the neck of
Pharaoh's war charger, passing be-
tween the crystal palisades of the up
heaved Red Sea, was not more easily
drowned by the falling waters than
the so, 600 helmeted and plumed riders
on the backs of the 50,O00 neighing and
caparisoned war chargers. And have
to tell you, Oh, child of God, that the
Lord, who is on your side now and for
ever has at his disposal and under his
command, al waters, all winds, all
lightnings, all time, and all eternity.
Come, look me in the face while utter
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to you: mo weapon formed against
you shall prosper" Don't throw away
your tambourine. You will want it
as sure as you sit there and l stand
here, and the tune you will yet play
on it, whether standing on Beach of
Time or Beach of Eternity, will be the
tune that Miriam played when she
cried: Sing We to the Lord, for he
hath triumphed gloriously; the horse
and his rider hath he thrown into the
sea-" ] expect TO have good laugh
with you in heaven, for the Bible says
in Luke, 9th chapter, 2;st verse:
blessed are We that weep now, for ye
shall laugh" We shall not spend all
eternity psalm singing, but some
times, in review of the past, as Christ
says, we shall laugh. There is
nothing wrong in laughter. 1t all
depends on what you laugh at, aud
when you laugh, and how you laugh.
Nothing, IL seems will more thorough
ly kindle our heavenly hilarities
after we have got inside the pearly
gate, than to see how, in this world,
we got scared at things which ought
not to have frightened us at all. How
often we work ourselves up into
great stew about nothing The Red
Sea before may be deep and the Egyp-
| tian cavalry behind us may be we'll
mounted. but ifw trust the Lord, we
will go through no more hurt by the
water than when in boyhood we rolled
our garments to the knee and barefoot
crossed the meadow brook on the old
homestead. The odds may seem to be
all against you, but guess it will be
all right with you if you have God on
your side and all the angelic, cherubic,
seraphic, and archangelic Kingdoms.
'It God be for you. who can be against
your Lay hold of the Lord in prayer,
and you will go free as did Richard
Cecil with twenty pounds of missionary
money in his saddle bags, and the
highwaymen graf bed his horse by the
bride and told him to deliver, and he
prayed God for safety, and suddenly
one of the robbers said, MIR. Cecil.
once heard you preach. Boys, let the
gentleman CO."
But let me criticise Miriam little for
the instrument of music she employed
in the divine service on the sandy
beach. Why not take some other in
strument? The harp was sacred in
strument, why did she not take that?
The cymbal was a sa red instrument,
why did she not take that? The trum-
pet was sacred instrument, why did
she not take that? Amid that great
host there must have been musical in
struments more used in religious serv-
ice. No. She took that which she
liked the best, and on which she could
best express her graduation over a ma
tons rescue, first through the retreat
of the waves of the Red Sea, and then
through the clapping of the hands of
their destruction. So / withdraw my
criticism of Miriam. Let everyone
take her or his best mode of divine
worship and celebration. My idea of
heaven is that it is a place where we
can do as we please and have every
thing we want. OF course, we will do
nothing wrong and want nothing
harmful.
How much of the material and phys
ical will finally make up the heavenly
world, ] know not, but think Gabriel
will have his trumpet, and David his
harp, and Handel his organ, and Thai
berg his piano, and the great Norwe-
gian performer his violin, and Miriam
her tim brel, and as / cannot make
music on any of them, think will
move around among all of them and
listen. But there are our friends OF
the Scotch Covenanter Church, who do
not like musical instruments at all in
divine worship, and they need not
have them. tell Duncan and Mcleod
and Bruce they need never hear in
heaven single string thrum, or
single organ roll. We will all do as we
please in that radiant place, if, through
the pardoning and sanctifying grace of
Christ we ever get. there, What day it
will be when we stand on the beach of
heaven and look back on the Red
sea of this worlds sin and trouble,
and celebrate the fact that we have
got through, and got over, and got up,
our sins and our troubles attempting
to follow gone clear down under the
waves. Oh, crimson floods. roll over
them, and drown them, and drown
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