Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1893-03-03

may be little chill, but Christ will call III,
and we will know the voics and heed the
call, and we viii come under the wings for
the night-the strong wings, the soft wings,
the warm wings-and without fear and in
full sense of safety, and then we will rest
from shutdown to sunrisa 'as hen gather
eth her chickens under her wing" Dear
me, how many souls the Lori hath thus
broodedi
Mothers after watching over scS cradles
and then watching afterwar over waywari
sons and daughters at last themselves taken
care OF by motherly God. Business men,
after lifetime struggling with the uncer-
tainties of money markets, and the change
OF tariffs, and the underSelling OF men who
because of their dishonesties can afford to
undersell, and yelrs OF disappointment aud
struggle. at last under wings where nothing
can perturb them any more than a bird OF
prey which is ten miles off disturbs a chick
at midnight brooded In a barnyarl
My text has its strongest application for
people who were born in the country,
wherever you may now live and that is the
majority Of you. You cannot hear my text
without having all the rustic scenes Of the
old farmhouse come back to you. Cool old
days they were. You knew nothing much
OF the world, for yoI had not seen the
world.
by law OF association you cannot recln
the broo1ing hen and her chickens without
seeing also the barn, and the haymow and
the wagon shed, and the house. and the
room where you played, and the 6resi1e
with the big bacxlog before which you sat,
and the neighbo-S AMI the burial, and ths
wedding, and the deep snowbanks AMI hear
the village bell that called you to worship.
and seeing the horses which, after pulling
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boarded meeting house, aud those vino sat at
either end OF the church pew, AMI indeed all
the scenes of the first IA years, AMI you
think Of what you were then and Of what
YOU are now, aud all thess thoughts are
aroused by the sight of the old hencoop.
Some OF you had better 90 back and start
again. In thought return - that place AMI
hear the cluck aud sea the outsoreat feath-
erS and CONS unler tt3 wing AMI make the
Lord your portion and shelter AMI warmth,
preparing for everything that may cone,
and so avoid being classei among those de
scribod by the closing words Of my text, "is
a hen gathersth her chickens under her
wing, and We would no." Alb, that throws
the responsibility upon u.s. I'VE would
not" Alas. for the "would notsw II the
wandering broods of the farm hee not their
mothers call and risk the hawk aud dare the
freshet and expose themselves to tle frost
aud storm, surely their calamities ar5 no.
their mothers fault. aye would not,' G)1
would, but how many would not.
When a good man asked a young woman
who had abandoned her home AMI who was
deploring her wretcheiness why she did not
return, the reply was: 81 dare not 60 home
My father is so provoked ne would not re-
csiye me home" "Then," said the Christian
man, 81 will test this" And so he wrote 10
the father, and the reply cana back and in
letter marked outside Immediate, aud in
side saying, LET her come at once; all is
forgiven" So Gods invitation for you il
marked Immediate" on the outside, and
inside it is written, "He will abuldantly
pardon"
Oh, We wanderers from Col and happi-
ness and home and heaven, coma under the
sheltering wing. Under this call l SEQ yOl
turning from your old way TO the new way.
the living way, the gospel way. y VESSEL in
the Bristol channel was nearing the rocks
called the ''Stse2 Holmes" Under the tenn
pest the vessel was unmquageable, and the
only hope was That the tide would change
before she struck the rocks and went down,
and 80 the captain stoo1 on the deck, watch
in hand Captain and crew AMI passengers
were pallid with terror. Taking another
look at his watcl aud another look at the
sea he shouted: Thank God, wa are saved
The tide has turned One minute more AID
we would have struck the rocks
Some OF you have been long while drift.
ing in the tempest OF sin and sorrow an
have been making for the breakers. Thani
God the tide has turned. Do you not feel
the lift Of the bilIow? The grace OF Got
that bringeth salvation has appeared to your
soul, and in the words OF B)az to Ruth ]
commend you to this Lori God OF Israel,
under whose wings thou hast come to