Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1893-08-17

to sing Gods praise, and to implore
Gods help, and to ask Gods forgive
ness? Bless til Lord who healeth all
our diseases and redeemeth our lives
| from destruction.
Perhaps your last sorrow was a
| financial embarrassment l congratu
late some of you on your lucrative pro-
| fession or occupation, on ornate appar
ell, on Il comnfodius residence-every-
thing you put your hand to seems to
turn to gold. But there are others Of
YOU who are like the ship on which
Paul sailed where two seas met, and
you are broken by the violence Of the
waves. BY an unadvised Endorsement.
or by Il con- junction of unforeseen
! events, OF by fire or storm, or sense
less panic, you have been flung head
long, and where you once dispensed
great charities now you have hard work
to make the two ends meet.
Have you forgotten to thank God
for your days of prosperity, and that
through your trials some of you have
made investments Which will continue
after the last bank Of this world has
exploded and the silver and gold arc
molten in fires Of II burning would?
Have you, amid all your losses and dis
couragamcnts, forgot that there was
bread on your table this morning and
that there shall be Il shelter for your
head from the storm, and there is air
for your lungs, and blood for your
heart, and light for your eye. and u
glad and glorious and triumphant re-
ligiOn for your soul!
Perhaps your last trouble was be-
relvement. That heart which in child
hood was your refuge, the parental
heart, and which has been a source of
the quickest sympathy ever since, has
suddenly become silent forever. And
now sometimes, whenever in sudden
annoyance and without elaboration you
say, II will go and tell MOTHER" the
thought flashes on you, II have no
mother Or the father, with voice less
tender, but at heart as earnest and
loving-watchful Of all our ways, eX-
ultant over your success without saying
much, although the old people do talk
it over by thcmselves-is taken away
forever.
Or there was your companion in life,
sharcr Of your joys and SORROWS, taken,
leaving the heart an old ruin, where
the i'll winds blow over wide wilder
ness of desolation, the sands of the
once doomed like the garden of God
And Abraham mourns for Sarah at the
cave of Machpelah. Going along your
path in life, suddenly, right before you
was an open grave.
People looked down, and they saw
that it was only few feet deep and a
few feet wide, but to you it was
chasm down which went all your homes
and all your expectations
But cheer up in the name of the
Lord Jesus Christ, the Conf orter He
is not going to fosakc you. Did the
Lord take that child out of your arms?
Why he is going to shelter it better
than you could. He is going to array
it in Il white robe. and give it palm
branch and have it all ready to greet
you at your coming home. Blessed the
broken heart that Jesus heals. Blessed
the importunatc cry that Jesus compass
sionates. Blessed the weeping eye
from which the soft hand of Jesus
wipes away the tear.
There is one more point OF tremen-
dous "Reminiscences, and that is the last
hour OF life, when we have to look over
all our past existence. What mo-
nlent that will be! 1 have Napoleons
dying "Reminiscences in the harbor Of
ST. Helena, inc same island, twenty
years after. Napoleon's dying reminis-
ccnce was one Of dcliriunl-as he or
claimed, Head of the army!" Mrs.
Judsons dying "reminiscences, as she
came home from her missionary toll
and her life of self-Sacrifice for God,
dying in the cabin Of the ship in the
harbor of st. Helena, was Il always
did love the Lord Jesus Christ" And
then, the historian says, she fell into
a sound sleep for an hour, and woke
amid the songs Of angels.
place the dying Renaissance Of -Au-
gustus Caesar against the dying remin-
scence of the Apostle Paul. The dying
"reminiscences Of Augustus Caesar was,
addressing his attendants, Have 1
played my part well on the stage Of
life?" and they answered in the affirm
alive and he said: "Why, then, don't
you applaud me?" The dying reminis-
ccnce Of Paul the apostle was, Il have
fought good fight, have finished my
course, I have kept the faith; hence
forth there is laid up for me a crown
of Righteousness, which the Lord, the
righteous judge, will give me in that
day, and not to me only, but to all
them that love his appearing" August
Caesar died among pomp and great sur
roundings. Paul altered his dying rem
iniscence looking up through the roof
Of dungeon, God grant that our dying
pillow may be the closing Of useful
life, and the opening of glorious eter-
nifty.