The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-08-23
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OF course the stranger tarried in the
room, and the old hunter took hold of
/ the horns of the altar and brought down
| the blessing of God upon his household
| and upon the stranger within their gates.
/ Rude but glorious Christian hospitality!
| Again, this woman in my text was
! great in her kindness toward Gods mes
| senger. Elisha may have been
| stranger i'm that household, but as she
] found out he had come on a divine mis-
| sion he was cordially welcomed. We
| have a great many books i'm our day
] about the hardships of ministers and
| the trials of Christian ministers. / wish
| somebody would write a book about the
/ joys OF the Christian minister, about the
| sympathies all around him. about the
! kindnesses. about the genial cOnsidera-
! tions of him. Does sorrow come to our
| home. and is there a shadow on the
| cradle there are hundreds of hands TO
| help, and many who weary not through
the long night watching, and hundreds
| of prayers going up that God would re-
| store the sick2 Is there a burning,
| trimming cup of calamity placed on the
| pastors table. are there not many to
| help him drink Of that cup and who will
| not be cOmforted because he is stricken?
| Oh. for somebody to write a book about
| the rewards Of the Christian minister
about his surroundings of Christian
| sympathy.
| Only n Type.
This woman of the text was only a
| type of thousands of men and women
who come down from the mansion and
from the cot to do kindness to the
Lords servants. 1 suppose the men of
Shunem had to pay the bills. but it was
the 1arge-hearted Christian sympathies
of the women of Shunem that looked
after the Lords messenger.
| in he tayt aS
great in her behavior under trouble.
Her only son had died on her lap
A very bright light went out in that
household. The sacred writer puts it
very tersely when he says. He sat on
her knees until noon, and then he died"
Yet the writer goes on to say that she
exclaimed. 1T is wellr' Great in pros
perity, this woman was great in trouble.
Where are the feet that have not
been blistered on the hot sands of this
| great Sahara? Where are the shoulders
that have not been bent under the bur-
den of grief? Where is the ship sailing
over CLASSY sea that has not after
awhile been caught in a cyclone? Where
is the garden of earthly comfort but
trouble hath hitched up IT'S fiery and
| painting team and gone through it with
buring plowShare of disaster? Under
| the pelting of ages of suffering the
great heart of the world has burst with
| woe.
Navigators tell us about the rivers,
and the Amazon and the Danube and
the Mississippi have been explored. but
| who can tell the depth or length of the
great river of sorrow made up of tears
and blood rolling through all lands and
all ages, bearing the wreck of families
and of communities and of empires
foaming, writhing, boiling with the
| agonies of 5000 years? Etna and COto-
paxi and Vesuvius have been described,
but who has ever sket he'd the volcano
of suffering retching up from it's depths
the lava and the scOria and pouring
them down the sides to whelm the ma
| tiOns? Oh. if 1 could gather all the
! heartStrings, the broken heartstrings,
into harp I would play on it a dirge
such as was never sounded.
Greater Than GorGOn.
MythOlogists tell us of Gorgon and
Centaur and Titan, and biologists tell
US of extinct species of monsters, but
greater than GorgOn or megatherium
and not belonging to the realm of fable
and not of an extinct species is mon
ster with iron jaw and iron hoofs walk
ing across the nations, and history and
poetry and sculpture in their attempt
to sketch it and describe it have seemed
to sweat great drops Of blood.
But. thank Cod there are those who
can conquer as this woman of the text
| conquered and say: ut is Welt Though
my property be gone. though my chill
dren be gone, though my home be
broken up, though my health be sacri-
feed. it is well. it is wellr' There is no
storm on the sea but Christ is ready tC
rise in the hinder part of the ship and
hush 1t. There is no darkness but the
consultations of Gods eternal love car
illuminate 1t. and though the winter
comes out of the northern sky, you have
sometimes seen the northern sky al
ablaze with auroras that seem to say
Come up this way. Up this way are
thrones of light, and seas of sapphire
, and the splendOr of an eternal heaven
Come up this way"
We may, like the ships, by tempest b.
On peTiious deeps. but cannot be lost
| Though satan enrase the wind and the
tide,
The promise assures us the Lord will pro
vide.
1 heard an echo Of my text In a yer,
dark hour. when my father lay dying
, and the old country minister said t,
him. Mr.. Talmage. how do you fee
! now as you about to pass the Jordan
? | of death?" He replied-and it was tn,
last thing he ever said-'I feel well;
, feel very well: all is we'll" lifting M
| his hand in benediction. a speeches
! benedictiOn, which / pray God may g
| down through all the generations.
! | was welli OF course II well.
! Again, this woman of my text wa
great in her application TO domestic du
I ! ties. Every picture is a home picture
, 1 whether she is entertaining an Elish;
or whether she is giving careful atten
ton to her sick boy, or whether she i
, | appealing for the restoration of he
, | property-every picture in her case is
> | home picture. Those are not disciple
of the Shunemite woman who, goin7
out to attend to outside charities, neglec
the duty Of home-the duty of wife, o
mother. of daughter. No faithfulness il
[ | public benefaction can ever atone 70
Y domestic negligence.
a The Mothers Mission.
e There has been many a mother who b.
L indefatigable toll has reared a larg
n family OF children, equipping them 70
e the duties of life with good manners ant
e large intelligence and Christian principle
a starting them out, who has done NOR
n for the world than many another woman
e whose name has sounded through al
e the lands and through all centuries.
e / remember when Kossuth was in thi.
5 country there were some ladies who go
| reputation, honorable reputation, by pre-
: senting him very gracefully with bouquet;
: of flowers on public occasions, but wha.
[ was all that compared with the work O
!. the plain Hungarian mother who CAV,
! to truth and civilization and the cause o.
e universal liberty a Kossuth? Yes, thi.
=, woman OF my text was great in hel
4 simplicity.
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