The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1893-06-09

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and his rider hath he thrown into the
sea-" All, my friends, it is mounted
troubles that we most fear. The little
troubles we can endure-the cinder in
the eye, the splinter under the nail, the
thorn in the foot, the social slight, the
mean fling, the invidious comparison
or the remarks that snub
The annoyances and vexations on
foot we can conquer, but alas for the
mounted disasters, the bereavements,
the bankruptcies, the prosecutions, the
appalling siclnesses that charge upon
us, as it were, with uplifted battleax
or consuming thunderbolt of power.
There are those among my hearers or
readers who have had a whole regi-
ment of mounted disasters charging
upon them. But fear not. The small
est horsefiy on the neck of Pharaoh's
war charger, passing between the crys-
tai palisades of the upheaved Red sea,
was not more easily drowned by the
falling waters than the so, 900 helmeted
and plumed riders on the backs of the
$4,000 neighing and caparisoned war
chargers.
And l have to tell you, o child of God,
that the Lord, who is on your side now
and forever, has at his disposal and un-
der his command all waters, all winds,
all hghtnings, all time and all eternity.
Come, look me in the face while l utter
the word God commands me to speak
to you, mo weapon formed against you
shall prosper" Don't throw away your
tambourine. You will want it as sure
as you sit there and / stand here, and
the tune you win yet play on it, whether
standing on beach of time or beach of
eternity, will be the tune that Miriam
played when she cried, 'Sing We to the
Lord, for He hath triumphed glorious
ly; the horse and His rider hath He
thrown into the sea.
expect to have a good laugh with
you in Heaven, for the Bible says in
Luke, sixth chapter, twenty-frst verse,
Blessed are We that weep now, for We
shall laugh" We shall not spend all
eternity psnlm singing, but sometimes
in review Of the past, as Christ says, we
shall laugh. There is nothing wrong
in laughter. 1t all depends on what
you laugh at, and when you laugh, and
how you laugh. Nothing, it seems,
will more thoroughly kindle our heav-
emily hilarities after we have got inside
the pearly gate than to see how in this
world we got scared at things which
ought not to have frightened US at all.
How often we work ourselves up into
great stew about nothing! The Red
sea before us may be deep, and the Egyp-
tian cavalry behind us may be well
mounted, but if we trust the Lord we
will go through no more hurt by the
water than when in boyhood we rolled
our garments to the knee and barefoot
crossed the meadow brook on the old
homestead. The odds may seem to be
all against you, but / guess it will be
all right with you if you have God on
your side and all the angelic, cherubic,
seraphic and archangclic kingdoms. IF
God be for you, who can be against
you?"
Lay hold Of the Lord in prayer, and
you will go free, as did Richard Cecil
with EGO of missionary money in his
saddlebags, and the highwaymen grab
bed his horse by the bride and told him
to deliver, and he prayed to God for
safety, and suddenly one of the robbers
said: "Mr. Cecil, 1 once heard you
preach. Boys, let the gentleman 60"
But let me criticise Miriam a little
for the instrument of music she en-
ployed in the divine service on the
sandy beach. Why not take some 9TH
er instrument? The harp was a sacred
instrument. Why did she not take
that? The cymbal was a sacred instru-
ment. Why did she not take that?
The trumpet was a sacred instrument.
Why did she not take that? Amid that
great host there must have been mu-
steal instruments more used in religi-
Gus service. No. She took that
which she liked the best and on which
she could best express her graduation
over a nations rescue, first through the
retreat of the waves of the Red sea,
and then the c1apping of the hands of
their destruction. So I withdraw my
criticism of Miriam. Let every one
take her or his best mode of divine
worship and celebration. My idea of
Heaven is that it is place where we
can do as we please and have every
thing we want Of course we will do
nothing wrong and want nothing harm
full.
How much of the material and phys
ical will finally make up the heavenly
world know not, but think Gabriel
will have his trumpet, and David his
harp, and Handel his organ, and Thai
berg his piano, and the great Norwegian
performer his violin, and Miriam her
timbrel, and as / can not make music
on any of them | think l will move
around among all of them and listen.
But there are our friends of the Scotch
Covenanter church who do not like
musical instruments at all in divine
worship, and they need not have them.
! tell Duncan and Mcleod and Bruce
they need never hear in Heaven single
string thrum, or a single organ roll.
We will do all as we please in that
radiant place if through the pardoning |
and sanctifying grace of Christ we ever
get there. What day it will be when |
we stand on the beach of Heaven and |
look back on the Red sea of this worlds |
sin and trouble and celebrate the fact |
that we have got through and got over |
and got up, our sins and our troubles |
attempting to follow gone clear down |
under the waves.
Oh, crimson floods, roll over them |
and drown them, and drown them |
forever! What celebration it will |
on the beach whose pebbles are am.
ethyst and emerald and agate and |
diamonds! What shaking of handsl
What a talking over old times! What |
jubilee! What an opportunity to |
visit! In this world we have SO |
little time for that, | am looking |