Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1893-08-07

said .'Let it pass" and forthwith, as by
the hand of angels, another cup was
put into your hands. 1t was the cup Oh
Gods conso stionA And as you have
sometimes lifted the head OF wounded
soldier and poured wine into MS ups,
so God puts his left arm unaer your
head and with his right hand ne pouTs
into your lips the wine OF his comiorV
ard his consolation, and you looked d.
the empty cradle aud looked at your
broken heart, and you looked at the
Lords chastsement, and you saiu,
EVEN so. Father. for so il seemeth good
in Thy sight" al.
An. il is your first trouble. How ala
Won get over il? God cOmforted YOU
Won rave been a better man ever since.
You have been a better woman ever
since. In the Jar of the closing gate OF
the sepulchre you have heard the cians
ing of the opening gate OF heaven auu
YOU felt an irresistible drawing heaven
ward. You have been purer and noiIer
NJ heart ever since that night when tue
little one for the last time put his arms
around your neck and said: Ioou
night. papa; good night, mamma Mee'
me in heaven"
But must come on down TO your
later sorrow. What was II? perhaps
il was sickness. The child's tread on
the stair or the tick Of the watch on
the stand disturb you. through Tue
long weary days you counted the figures
In the carpet or the flowers on the wa"
paper. Oh, the WEAKNESS and eAnaus-
ron! Oh, the burning pangs! Mouiu
God il were morning, would Goo u
were night, were your frequent cries
Bpt Won are better, perhaps even We'll
Have YOU thanked God that to-day you
can come out in the fresh air; that you
are in this place to hear GODS name
and to sing Gods praise, and TO lmpiore
Gods help, and TO ask Gods lot-
giyeness? Bless the Lord who hea'eth
all our diseases, and redeemetn
OUR LIVES FROM DESTRUCTION.
Perhaps your last sorrow was imam
cial embarrassment. ! congratulate
some OF you on your lucrative proIes-
sion or occupation, on ornate apparel,
on commodious residence-everythlng
Won put your hand TO seems TO turn TO
gold But there are others OF you VINO
are like the ship on which Paul SaHeu
where two seas met, and you are OroH-
en- by the violence Of the waves. by an
unadvised Endorsement, or by conJunc
tion of unforeseen events, or by fire or
storm, or a senseless panic, you nave
been flung headlong, 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 nave
made Investments which will continue
after the last bank of this world has eX-
ploded and the silver and gold are mott
en- in fire Of a burning world? Have
Won, amid all your losses and discour-
agementS, forgot that there was oreau
on YOUR table this morning, and that
there shall be a 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 glad ana
glorious and triumphant religion Tor
your SOulP
Perhaps your last trouble was a be-
reayemeut That heart which In child
hood was your refuge, the parental
heart, and which has been source OF
the quickest sympathy ever since, has
suddenly become silent forever. And
now sometimes, whenever In sudden an
noyance and without deli0eration you
say, II will 60 and tell mother, the
thought flashes on you, Il have no
mother" Or the father, with voice less
tender. but at heart as earnest and low
ing-watchful of all your ways, eXuIt-
ant over your success without saying
much, although the old people do talk
il over by themselves
Is TAKEN AWAY FOREVER.
Or there was your companion In life,
sharer of your joys and sorrows, taken
leaving the heart an old ruin, where the
I'M winds blow over a wide wilderness OF
desolation, the sands of the desert driv-
ing across the place which once blOOmed
like the garden of God. And Abraham
mourns for Sarah at the cave of Mack
pelah. Going along your path in life,
suddenly, right before you was an open
grave.
People looked down, and they saw 1t
was only few feet deep and few feet
wide, but to you il was a chasm down
which went all your hopes and all your
expectations.
But cheer up In the name OF the
Lord Jesus Christ, the Comforter. He
is not going to forsake you. Did the
Lord take that child ont Of your arms?
Why He is going to shelter it better
than you could. He is going TO array
il in a 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 importunate cry that Jesus
compassionates. Blessed the weeping
eye from which the soft hand Of Jesus
wipes away the tear.
Some years ago l was sailing down
the ST. John river, which is the Rhine
and the Hudson commingled in one
scene OF beauty and grandeur, and while
I was on the deck Of the steamer a
gentleman pointed out TO me the places
of interest and he said: ''All this is in
terval land, and it is the richest land
in all the provinces Of New Brunswick
and Nova Scotia"
What" said I, do you mean by in
terval landP" WELL" he said, "this
land is submerged for
A FART OF TEE YEAR
spring freshets come down, and all
these plains are oyerhowed with the
water, GHi thc water leaves rich de-
post, and when the waters are gone the
harvest springs up, and there is the
grandest harvest that was ever reaped. "
And l instantly thought: cit is not the
heights OF the church and it is not the
heights OF this world that are the scenes
of the greatest prosperity, but the soul
over which the floods Of sorrow have
gone, the soul over which the freShetS