The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1893-08-17

IAN laluCr. lnauk lTOu lOr Il CnrlSJlal
mother. Thank God for an early Christ
ian altar at which you were taught to
kneel. Thank God for an early Christ
ian home. bring to mind another pas
sage in the history Of your life. The day
came when you set up your own house
hold. The DAYS passed along in quiet
besscdness. You twain sat at the ta-
| bic morning and night and talked over
your plans for the future. The most in
significant affair in your life became the
subject OF mutual consultation and adj
viscmcnt. You were 80 happy you telt
you ucvcr could be any happicr.
One day Il dark cloud hover"d over
your dwelling, and 1T got darker and
darker But ont of that cloud tn"
shining messenger Of God descended
to incarnatc An Immortal spirit Two
lit feet started on an etorual journey
and you We're to lead them. \ gem TO
flash in heavens COr0net, and you to
polish it, rtrrl II ages of light and
darkness watching the starting ont Of
Il newly created being.
You rcioiccd AMI you tremhled at the
responsibility ii It in your possession
an immortal treasure was placed. You
prayed and rejoiccd and wcpt and won
drrcd and praved and rcjOiced AMI
wept and wondered; you We're earnest
in SupplicatiOn that you might lead it
through life into the Kingdom Of God
There was a tr"mOr in your earnest
ness; there was ii double interest about
that home; there was an additional i'll
tereSt why YOU should stay there and
be faithful, and when in Il few months
your house WAS filled with the music
of the child's laughter you were struck
through with the fact that you had 4
StupendOuS mission.
llaV" you kept that vow? Have you
neglected amy Of these duties? Is your
home as much to you rs il used to be ?
Have those anticipations been graft.
fed? God help you today in your sol
enn rrminrScrnCc and let his mercy
has been i'll rcuuitted. God have mercy
on the parent, on the wrinkles OF
whose face is written the story Of Il
chld'S sin. God have mercy on the
mother who in addition to Der other
pangS has tae pang Of a chiId's miqui.
| ty. on, there are many, many sad
sounds IN this sad world, but the sad
best sound that is ever heard is the
breaking of mothers heart. Are
! there any here who remember that III
that home they were unfaithtul? Are
| there those who wandered Off from
that early home and left the mother to
die with Il broken heart? On. stlr
that reminlScence today.
find another point in your life his
tory. GOu fOuad one day you were i'm
the wrong 70. ID; you could not sleep at
night. There was Just oye word that
seemed to sob through your banking
house, or through your office, or youl
shop. or your Bedroom, and that wor,
was "eternlty.' You said: I ann no
ready for IT. O God, have mercyw Tn,
Lord heard. Peace came to your heart
You remember how your hand trrm
bled as you took the cup Of the hol
, communion. on remember the OH
, minister who conSrcratrd it,, and vo
r remember the church ollici us who caI
I ried it through the aisle. Nou remrm
, hrr the old people who at the close q
! the service took your hand in theirs i
congratulating sympathy, us much a
to say, "Welcome home, you lost prod
gal, and though those hands hayc al
wlthered away that communion Sal
bath IS reSurrected with all its prayer
ana songs and tears and sermons an
5ranSllguratl0n. lave you kept thoS
vows! Have you been Il backslidcr
God help you. This day kneel at tn