The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1893-09-29
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Moss Point is really Il Methodist"
town. and as lovely Il little hamlet as
the South can very well boast: real
stir and hustle giving one an idea Of
business. The milling business being
the principal, there six large mills
and planners in operation. each one
employing a full force Of workmen.
The best character, and the one we
so seldom find. is the Kindness toward
church and pastor. This is certainly
a haven of rest for a tired, oycrwork.
ed preacher, who, like Moses. had
held his hand up till it was heavy 4;
they find this a stone to rest upon.
The parsonage is IN inviting, shady
nook joining the church, and the
members all seem to think that the
preachers family must be paid, hous-
ed and fed well. The church paper is
widely distributed, so it looks as if
this was a chosen place. The drives
are delightful, aud at twilight there
are hcaven-born glories. We wonder
what need we have to visit Italy or
Southern France when we have such
sunsets at home. Standing on the
Pascagoula river, just as the Il is
kissing the earth good might, while
the last rays linger lovingly over the
water, which sparkles like il valley of
diamonds.as every ripple reflects the
brightness, my soul was exalted to
reverence and worship. and | muir
muir to myself, at is the Lord that
commandcth the waters" and | for
get for a time this great struggling
world, with all its sin and misery, its
hearthachcS and tears. Over in the
west, following in the wake Of the
sun. was the new crescent, while the
horizon was lurid with heavenly blue,
outlined with Il rOscate after-glow.
My soul became so wrapped up in the
contemplation of such IA scene that |
would not have been startled had an
angel folded back the curtain and let
us take IA view Of the golden portal
beyond. Such a scene moving over
this busy wOrld-so bright, so glori-
Gus with its dcwy fragrance ard twi-
Notwithstanding hope to the weary
and comforts to the Borrowing. How
is it some can doubt? Mcthinks
could chance, blind chance. or desti-
ny, or nausht devise and construct
such perfect mechanism = balance
sun. moon and stars. and let them
sweep so grandly through space? |
thought such must have been a scene
like this on that balmy Syrian spring
day when Jesus fed the people with
barley loavcS along the banks of the
Sea of Galilce. The evening air was
calm, while the placid waters invited
the weary disciples to enjoy Il sail.
When out from shore the waves were
Mshed to fury by the icy winds from
snowy Harmon and the table-lands of
Bashan as they came bowling down
the narrow gorge upon the quiet wa
tiers. The sails were torn away. and
rndderless, they were drifting on to
destruction, when they heard the be-
loved voice saying. 1T is I be not
afraid" and the Master came to
them. Just so the heart, dashed by
the stormy winds of passion and vice,
till Jesus walks upon the water and
rebukes the winds and waves 1t is
not strange to me-, and it seems
easier for Christians who live outside
OF the stOrm-winds Of this sinful
world to walk closer to God. Hcdgcd
in from sin and misery, and surround
ed by the brightest gifts of nature.
this Southern hamlet is favored. The
jewellers are all substantial. charita-
bic Christians, dwelling in good fell
lowship. regardless of creed.
n. NJ. II.