Milford chronicle., 1893-07-14
FULF1LLSfENT OF THE PROPHECY.


The prophecy will be fulfilled in heeven-
ing of Christian sorrow For long time
it is broad daylight. The sun rides high.
Innumerable activities go ahead with
thousand feet and work with a thousand
arms, and the pickax struck a mine, and
the battery made a discovery, and the in
vestment yielded its 20 per cent, and the
| book came to its twentieth edition, and the
/ farm quadrupled in value, and sudden for
tune hoisted to high position and children
were praised, and friends without number
swarmed into the family hive and prosper
ity sang in the music and stepped in the
lance and glowed in the wine and ate at
the banquet, and all the gods of music and
ease and qualification gathered around this
Jupiter holding in his hands so many thun-
1erbolts of power.
But every sun must set, and the brightest
lay must have its twilight Suddenly the
sky was overcast. The fountain dried up.
The song hushed. The wolf broke into the
family fold and carried off the best lamb.
A deep howl of woe came crashing down
through the joyous symphonies. At one
rough twang of the hand of disaster the
harp strings all broke Down went the
strong business firmi Away went long es-
tablished credit! Up flew a flock of calum-
niesi The new book would not sell. A
patent could not be secured for the inven-
tion. Stocks sank like lead. The insur-
ance company exploded. "HOw much,"
says the sheriff, will you bid for this
pianO?" "HOW much for this libraryf"
How much for this family picture"
Will the grace of God hold one up in
such circumstances? What have become
Of the great multitude of Gods children
who have been pounded of the fail and
crushed under the wheel and trampled
under the hoof? Did they lie down in the
dust weeping, wailing and gnashing their
teeth? When the rod of fatherly chastise-
ment struck them, did they strike back?
Because they found one bitter cup on the
table Of Gods supply, did they upset the
whole table? Did they kneel down at their
empty money vault and say, "All my
are gomez" Did they stand by
the grave of their dead saying, 'There
never will be a resurrectiOn2"
Did they bemOan their thwarted plans
and say: 1.-The stocks are down Would |
God were deadg" Did the night of their
disaster come upon them moonless, star
less, dank and bowling, smothering and |
choking their life out? Mol MOI No! At |
eventime it was light The swift promises |
overlook them. The eternal consultations, |
from their circuit about Gods throne, |
poured down an infinite luster. Under |
their shining the pillows of trouble took on
rests and plumes Of gold and jasper and
and fame. All the trees of life
,ustled in the midsummer air of Gods
ove. The night blooming assurances of
Jhrist's sympathy filled all the atmos-
lhere with heaven. The soul at every step
seemed to start up from its feet bright
winged joys warbling heavenward.
1T is good that 1 have been afflicted"
,ries David. 1.-The Lord gave, and the Lord
lath taken away" exclaims Job Sorrow
III, yet always rejoicing" says St. Paul.
md God shall wipe away all tears from
heir eyes, exclaims John in apocalyptic
-ision. At eventime it was light Light
rom the crossi Light from the promisesi
light from the thronel Streaming, joyous,
everlasting light /,
THE EVENING OF LIFE.
The text shall also find fulfillment in the
ime of old age 1t is grand thing to be