The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1893-06-22

,0A0 poIlol, uuu NOu WauJcu TO make
them best. BY the carefulness of the
you may always conclude The
value of tho grain.
Next my text teaches us that God
proportions our trials TO what we can
bear. The staff for TIE litches. The
rod Tor the cummin. The iron wheel tor
The corn. Sometimes pc )plc in great
trouble say. "Oh. can't bear it," But
you did bear it. God would not have
sent it upon you if he did not know that
on could bear it. You tremhled, and
you swooned, but you got through. God
Will not take from your eyes one tear
too many, nor fcom your lungs one sigh
too deep, nor from your temples one
throb too sharp. The pcrplexities OF
your earthly business have not in them
one tanglc too intricate.
You sometimes feel as If our world
were full OF bludycons flying haphaz ard.
Oh, no! They are thrash'ny instru.
mcnts that God just suits to your case.
There Is not a dollar Of bad debts on
your ledger, or Il disappointment about
goods that you expected to 90 up. but
that have gone down, Or a swlndc of
your business partner, or Il trick on the
part OF those who are in the same kind
OF business that you a,c, but God IN.
tended to overrulc for your immortal
help. son." you say, "Lhcre is no need
talking that way to me. don't like to
be cheated and Outl aged" Neither
does the corn like the corn thrashcr, but
alter it has been thrashed aud winnowcd
it has a great deal better opiulOn of
wnnowin9 mills and corn thrashcrs.
"Well," you say, 'lf could choose
my troubles would be willing to bc
troubled" All, my brother, then it
choose something that would IT hurt,
and unless it hurts it does not got sane
tilted. Your trial perhaps may be chld-
lcssness. You are fond OF children.
You say, "Whv does God send children
TO that other household where tncy are
unwclcOme and are beaten and banged
about, when | would have taken them
in the arms oiimY ancCtions?" You say,
amy other trial but this" Your trial
perhaps may be a disliyurcd cOuitcnancc
or Il face that is easily carlcaturcd, aud
you say, 'Oh, could endure anything
II only ] was good IOOkrnW." Aud your
trial perhaps is il violent temper, and
you have to drive it like slX unbr0ken
horses amid the Gunpowlcr explosions
OF a great holiday, and ever and anon it
runs away with you. Your trial is the
asthma. You say, "Oh, il il wcr
rheumatism or neuralgia or cryspclas.
but 1t is this asthma, and it is such an
cNlaust'nG thing to BREATHE" lour
.rOube is a husband, short, sharp snap.
)Y and cross about the house and ralS- |
ny small riot because Il button is oil! |
How could you know the button is OH?
Your trial is Il wife ever in contest
Though she was very careful about her
appearance in your presence once, now
she is careless because she said her l0r-
tune is made! Your trial is a hard
school lesson You cannot learn, anh You
have bitten your finger nails until they
were Il sight to behold. Everybody has
some vcXatiOn or annoyance or trial,
and he or she thinks it is the one least
adapted. "AnyLhny but this" all say.
Anything but this"
On, my hearcr, are you not ashamed
To be complaining all this time against
tod? Who manages the affairs Of this
world anyhow? Is il an infinite Modoc,
pr Sitting Bull savage, or an omnipO-
tent Mana Sahib? No; it is the most
mcrcllul aud glorious and wise Being in
all the universe. Nou cannot tcar
anything. YOu have fret
ed and worried almost crOu ;h. DO |
'Ou not think 80? Some Oi you are |
making yourselves ridiculous IN the
light OF the angels.
Here is anaval architect, and he draws
mt The plan OF IA ship of many thou. and
Dns. Many wOrkmcn are engaged on
for long while. The ship is done,
nd some day with the liAys up and the
II gorgeous with bunting tha; vessel is
tunchcd for Southampton. At that
me a lad i years of are comes rlnniny
own the dock with Il toy boat which he
ad made with his own ,jackknilc, and he
tyS: "llcrc, my boat is better than
ours. just took at this ilbb and
lcsc weather cross lack braccs.n And
g drops his little boat beside the Great
mp, and there is . roar OF laughter on
le docks.
All, my friends, that great ship is
our HE as God planned it--Iist million
'nncd, ocean destined, eternity bound. i
hat little boat is your life as you are [
yang u hcw 1t out and fashion il and 6
lunch 1t. All, do not try to be a rival (
the "rcaL Jehovah. God is always q
%hl, ana IN nnc cases out of ten You =
re wrong. He sends Just the hard
hps, Just the bankruptcies. lust the ,
'oSS, lhat it Is best for you to have. lie /
nowS what kind OF grain you are, and |
ut ne sends the right kinu OF thrashiny r
achnc. 1t will be rod or a stan or d
On wheel Just according rs You are I
ches or cummin or corn. Il
Again, my subject teaches us that Il
od keeps trial on us until we let 90.
he larmcr shouts "wh0au to his q
'rscs as soon as The grain has dropped !.
ON the stalk. Tho farmer comes with !
8 lork and losses up the straw, and he g
'es that the straw has let 90 the grain
III the grain is thoroughly thrashcd.
} GODS smlting rod and turning wheel |
)Il cease as soon as we let 90. We a
)ld on TO this world with its pleasures 4"
III riches and cmOlumcnts, and our Il
buckles arc so firmly set that i: seems V
II we could hold on forever. God c
mes along with some thrashiny trou. II
C and beats us loose. We started un- II
r the delusiOn thaL this was treat
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