Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1893-08-31

scribable loneliness in your suflerings, but
God knows; God feels; God compassion
ates. He counts the sleepless nights; he re-
CARDS the acuteness of the pain; he estt-
mates the hardness of the breathing. While
you pour OUT the medicine from the bottle
and count the drops, God counts all your
falling tears As you look at the walls,
filled with nauseous drafts, and at the
bottles of dstasteful tonic that stand Oh
the shelf, remember that there is q larger
bottle than these, which is filled with no
mixture by earthly apothecaries, but it is
Gods bottle, in which he hath gathered all
our tenrs.
Again, God remembers all the sorrows of
poverty. There is much want that never
romes to inspection. The deacons of the
church never see it. The comptrollers of
almshouses never report it. 1t comes not
to church. for it has no appropriate appar-
ell. 1t makes no appeal for help, but chooses
rather to suffer than expose its bitterness
Fathers who fail to gain "A livelihood, so
that they and their children submit to con-
slant privation sewing women who can
not ply the needle quick enough to earn
them shelter and bread
But whether reported or accomplishing,
whether in seemingly comfortable parlor
or in damp cellar or in hot garrett Gods
angels of mercy an on the watch. This
moment those griefs are being collected
Down on the back streets, in all the ALLEYS.
amid shanties and log cabins, the work
goes on. Tears of want-seething in sum-
lner's heat or freezing in winters cold
they fall not unheedcd. They are Jewels
for heavens casllet. They are pledges of
divine sympathy. They are tears for Gods
bottle.
rATFRNAL ANN1ET1Es
Again, the Lord preserves the remcm-
brance of all paternal anXeties You see
Il man from the most infamous surround
inga step out into the kingdom of God.
He has heard no sermon. lie has received
no startling provdental warning. What
brought him to this new mind? This is
the secret God looked over the bottle in
which he gathers the tears of his people,
and he saw "A parental tear in that bottle
which has been for 40 years unanswered
lie said, "Go to- now, and let me answer
that tear" and forthwith the wanderer is
brought home to God.
Oh, this work of training children for
God, 1t is tremendous work. Some peo-
pie think it easy. They have never tried it,
a child is placed i'll the arms of the young
parent. 1t is a beautiful plaything. You
look into the laughing eyes. You examine
the dinplcs in the feet. You wonder at it's
exquisite organism. Beautiful plaything
But on some nightfall as you sit rocking
that little one, voice seems to fall straight
from the throne OF God, saying: That child
| is immortal. The stars shall die, but that
/ is an immortal, suns shall grow old with
age ard perish, but that IS an immortalH'
Now, know with many of you this is the
| chef anxiety. on earnestly wish your
| children to grow up rightly, but you find it
| hard work to make them do as you wish
| You check their temper. You correct their
| waywalrness. In the midnight your pin, :
! is wet with weeping, You have WI
with God in agoLy for the salvation
children. \ on ask me if all that an
has been Intellectual. | answer No. God
understand, your heart. He understands
how hard you have tried to make that
daughter do right, though she is SO very
petulant and reckless, and what pains you
have bestowed in teaching that son to walk
in the path of uprightness, though he has
such strong proclivities for dissipation.