Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1893-08-19

with those obsolete Things! You KNOW
how hard it is for wreckcr to bring
UP anything that is lost near the shore
of the sea; but suppose something be
lost half way between Liverpool and
New York; it cannot be found, 1t can
not be fetched up Now" says God,
'your sins have cast into the depths
of the sea-" When sin Is pardoned 1t
is gone-it is gone out of the books, II
is gone out of the memory, 1t is gone
out of existence. Their sins and their
iniauities will remember no more"
From other tragedies men have come
away exhausted and nervous and sleep
less; but there is one tragedy that
soothes and Gains and saves. Calvary
was the stage on which it was enacted,
the curtain of the night falling at mid
noon was the drop scene, the thunder
of falling rocks the orchestra, angels in
the galleries and devils in the pit the
spectators. the tragedy a crucifixion.
1T is Christ that died" Oh, triumph
ant thought!
But must give you the second cause
of Pauls eXhilaration. If Christ had
stayed in that grave we would never
have gotten out of it. The grave would
have been as dark and dismal rs the
conciergerie during the reign of terror,
where the carts came up only to take
the victims out to the scatfold. do
not wonder that the ancients tried by
embalmment of the body to resist the
dissolution of death.
The grave is the darkest, deepest,
ghastliest chasm that was ever opened
if there be no light from the resurrec-
ton throne streaming into it; but
Christ stayed in the tomb all Friday
night and all Saturday, all Saturday
night and part of Sunday morning, He
stayed so long in the tomb that He
might fit it for us when we go there.
He tarried two whole nights in the
grave, so that lie saw how important
it was to have plenty of light, and He
has flooded it with His own glory.
1t is early Sunday morning. and we
start up to find the grave of Christ We
find the morning sun gliding the dew,
and the shrubs are sweet as the foot
brushes them. What beautiful place
to be buried in! Wonder they did not
treat Christ as well when He was alive
as they do now that He is dead Give
the military salute to the soldiers who
stand guarding the dead. But bark to
the crash! an earthquake! The soldiers
fall back as though they were dead,
and the stone Mt the door of Christ's
tomb spins down the hill. flung by the
arm of an angel Come forth. o Jesus,
from the darkness into the sunlight.
Come forth. and breathe the perfume
of Joseph's garden.
Christ comes forth radiant and as He
steps out into the excavation of the
rock look down into the excavation,
and in the distance see others coming
hand in hand, and troop after troop,
and find it is long procession of the
precious dead. Among them are our
own loved ones-father, mother,
brother, sister, companion. children,
coming up out of the excavation of the
rock until the last one has stepped out
into the light. and i am bewildered,
and ] cannot understand the scene un-
til see Christ wave his hand over the
advancing procession from the rock,
and hear Him cry: II am the resurrec-
ton and the life; he who believeth in
Me, though he were dead, yet shall he
live" And then notice that the long
dirge of the worlds woe suddenly stops
at the archangelic shout of: Come
forth
Oh. INV friends. If Christ had not
broken out of the grave you and l
would never come out of it.
No. no. no. When that stone was
rolled from the door of Christ's grave.
it was hurled with such force that it
crashed in all the grave doors of Christ
endom. and now the tomb is only
bower where Gods children take
siesta. IN afternoon nap. to wake up in
mighty invigoration. "Christ is risen.
Hang that lamp among all the tombs
of my dead. Hang it over my own
resting place. Christ's suffering is
ended; His work is done. The darkest
Friday afternoon of the worlds history
becomes the brightest Sunday morning
of its resurrection Joy. The Good Fri
day of bitter memories becomes the
Easter of glorious transformation and
resurrection.
Ye mourning saints, dr. every tear
For your departed Lord
Behold the place: He is not here;
The tomb is all unbarred
The gates OF death were closed In vain,
The Lord Is risen. He lives again.
give you the third cause of Paurs
exhilaration. We honor the right hand
more than we do the left If in acci-
dent or battle we must lose one hand,
let it be the left. The left hand being
nearer the heart, we may not do much
of the violent work of life with that
hand without physical danger; but he
who has the right arm in full play has
the mightiest of all earthly weapons.