The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1894-08-29
EVERLASTING LIFE.
Tho Subject of Rev. DR.. Talmage's
Latest Sermon.
UnendIng Rest Awaits the Weary In
the Great Beyond-For Those Who
Toll on Earth the Peace of Heaven
is q Magnificent Recompense-
Perpetual Reunion.

Rev. DR.. Talmage, who is now in
Australia on his globe-girdling tour,
selected as the subject Of his latest SER
mon through the press, the words,
Everlasting Life, the text being from
Micah 2, 10: "Arise ye and depart, for
this is not your rest"
This was the drum beat of prophet
who wanted to arouse his people from
their oppressed and sinful condition,
but it may just as properly be uttered
now as then. Bells, by long exposure
and much ringing lose their clearness
of tone; but this rousing bell Of the
gospel strikes in as clear tone as
when it first rang on the air.
AS far as can see, your great want
and mine is rest. From the time we
enter life great many annoyances and
vexations take after us. We may have
our holidays and our seasons of recrea-
tion and quiet, but where is the man
come to mid-life who has found entire
rest? The fact is that God did not
make this world to rest in. A ship
might as well go down off Cape Hat
teras to find smooth water as man in
this world to find quiet. From the
way that God has strewn the thorns,
and hung the clouds, and sharpened
the tuslfs; from the colds that distress
us, and the plcurisies that stab us, and
the fevers that consume US, know
that He did not make this world as
place to loiter in. God does everything
successfully; and this world would be
very different world if it were in
tended for us to lounge in. 1t does
right well for few hours. Indeed, it
is magnificent. Nothing but finite wis
dom and goodness could have mixed
this beverage of water, or hung up
these brackets of stars, or trained these
voices of rill, and bird and ocean-so
that God has got but to lift His hand,
and the whole world breaks forth into
orchestra. But, after all, it is only the
splendors of kings highway, over
which we are to march on to eternal
conquests.
You and have seen men who have
tried to rest here. They builded them
selves great stores. They gathered
around them the patronage of mer-
chant princes The voice of their bid
shook the money market. They had
stock in the most successful railroads,
and in safety deposits great rolls of
government securities. They had en-
blazoned carriages, high mettled steeds,
footmen, plate that confounded lords
and senators who sat at their tables,
tapestry on which foated the richest
designs of foreign looms, splendor of
canvas on the wall, exquisiteness of
music rising among pedestals of bronze,
and dropping soft as light, on snow of
sculpture. Here let them rest. Put back
the embroidered curtain, and shake up
the pillow of down. Turn out the
lights. 1t is II o'clock at night. Let
slumber drop upon the eyelids, and the
air float through the half-opened lat
tice drowsy with midsummer perfume.
Stand back, all care, anxiety, and
trouble! But mol they will not stand
back
They rattle the lattice. They look
under the canopy. With rough touch
they startle his pulses They cry out
at IL o'clock at night, awake, man!
How can you sleep when things are SO
uncertain? What about those stocks?
Hark to the tap of that fire-bell; it is
your district! How if you should die
soon? Awake, mani Think of It! Who
will get your property when you are
gone? What will they do with it?
Wake up! Riches sometimes take
wings. How if you should get poor?
Wake upp Rising on one elbow, the
man of fortune looks out into the dark
ness of the room, and wipes the damp
ness from his forehead, and says, "Alas!
For all this scene of wealth and mag
nifcence-no rest!"
passed down the street of city with
merchant. He knew all the finest
houses on the street. He said: There
is something the matter in all these
houses. In that one it is conjugal in
felicity. In that one dissipated son.
In that dissolute father. In that an
idiot child. In that the prospect of
bankruptcy" This worlds wealth can
give no permanent satisfaction. This
is not your rest.
You and have seen men try in an
other direction. A man says "If
could only rise to such and such a
place of renown; If could gain that
Office; if could only get the stand and
have my sentiments met with one good
round of hand-clapping applause; if
could only write book that would live,
or make speech that would thrill, or
do an action that would resoundl" The
tide turns in his favor. His name is
on ten thousand lips. He is bowed
to, and sought after, and advanced.
Men drink his health at great dinners.
Athis fiery words the multitudes huzzal
From galleries of beauty they throw
garlands. From housetops, as he passes
in long procession, they shake out the
national standards. Here let him rest.
1t is IL o'clock at night On pillow
stuffed with nations praise let
him lie down. Hush! all disturDant
voices In his dream let there be
hoisted n throne, and across it march
a coronation. Hushl Hushl "Wake
upl" says rough voice. Political sem
timent is changing. How If you should
lose this place of honor? Makeup! The
morning papers are to be full of denun.
citation. Harken to the execrations OF
those who once caressed you. BY to.
morrow night there will be multitudes