The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1894-05-26

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mense satisfaction. A young man no
Christian depends upon world
ly success to keep his spirit
up. Now he is prospered, now h,
has large salary, now he has
beautiful wardrobe, now he ha
pleasant friends, now he has NOR,
money than he knows how to spend
everything goes bright and well will
him. But trouble comes-there ar,
many young men in the house thi.
morning who can testify out of theil
own experience that sometimes t.
young men trouble does come-hi.
friends are gone, his salary is gone
his health lis gone; he goes down, down.
He becomes sour, cross, queer, misan.
thropic, blames the world, blames so
ciety, blames the church, blames ev.
erything. PUSHES perhaps to the intoxi.
eating cup to drown his trouble, but,
instead of drowning his trouble, he
browns his body and browns his soul.
But here is Christian young man.
Trouble comes to him. Does he give
up? MOI He throws himself back on
the resources of Heaven. He says
God is my father. Out of all these
disasters shall pluck advantage for
my soul All the promises are mine,
Christ is mine, Christian companion
ship is mine, Heaven is mine What
though my apparel be worn out?
Christ gives me robe of righteous.
ness. What though my money be
gone? 1 have a title deed to the whole
universe in the promise, All are yours.
What though my worldly friends fall
awayp Ministering angels are my
bodyguard. What though my fare be
poor and my bread be scant? sit at
the Kings banquett'
Oh, what poor, shallow stream is
worldly enjoyment compared with the
deep, broad. overfowing river of Gods
peace. rolling midway in the Christian
heart Sometimes you have gone out
on the iron bound beach of the sea
when there has been storm on the
ocean, and you have seen the waves
lash into white foam at your feet.
They did not do you at harm. While
there you thought of the chapter writ
ten by the Psalmist, and perhaps you
recited it to youself while the storm
was making commentary upon the
passage: God is our refuge and
strength, a very present help in time
of trouble. Therefore will not fear,
though the earth be removed and
though the mountains be carried into
the midst OF the sea, though the waters
thereof roar and be troubled, though
l, a fui l,oI- !,
thereof" Oh. how independent the
religion of Christ makes man of
worldly success and worldly circum-
stances! Nelson, the night before his |
last battle, said: Tomorrow 1 shall |
win either peerage or grave in |
Westminster abbey" And it does not |
make much difference to the Christian |
whether he rises or falls in worldly |
he has everlasting renown |
anyway. Other plumage may be torn
in the blast, but that soul adorned |
with Christian grace is fairer than the
dove. its wings covered with silver, and |
its feathers with gold.
You and have found out that peo-
pie who pretend to be happy are not
always happy. Look at that young
man caricaturing the Christian relig-
ION. scofing at everything good. going
into registering drunkenness, dashing
the champagne bottle to the floor, roll
ing the glasses from the bar-room
laughing. shouting, stamping
the floor. Is he happy? will go to
MS midnight PILLOW. / will see him
urn the gas off. will ask myself if
The pillow on which he sleeps is as soft
Is the pillow on which that pure
young man sleeps All! no. When he
opens his eyes in the morning, will the
world be as bright to him as that young
nan who retired at night saying his
prayers, invoking Gods blessing upon
lis own soul and the souls of his COM
AIDES, and father and mother, and
'rothers and sisters far away? No,
10! His laugh will ring out from the
aloon so that you hear it as you pass
~, but it is hollow laughter; in it is
he swapping of heart-strings and the
attic of prison gates. Happy! that
'oung man happy? I,
Let him fill high the bowl; he cam
lot drown an upbraiding conscience.
let the balls roll through the bowling
Hey; the deep rumble and the sharp
rack can not overpower the voices of
Let him whirl in the
ance of sin and temptation and death.
III the brilliancy of the scene can not
nake him forget the last look of his
1other when he left home, when she ,
aid to him: Now, my son, you will ,
o right; am sure you win do right;
o will, won't you?" That young man
Apply? Why, across every night there ,
it shadows of eternal darkness; there !
re adders coiled up in every cup; there i
re vultures of despair striking their ,
ON beaks into his heart; there are :
keleton fingers of grief pinching at j
he throat.
/ come in amid the clicking of the ,
lasses and under the flashing of the
handeliers, and / cry: "Woe. wool ,
he way of the ungodly shall perish ,
here is no peace, saith God, to the !
licked. The way of the transgressors !,
hard" Oh, my friends, there is :
lore joy in one drop of Christian salts
action than in the whole rivers of sim :
Il delight. Other wings may be /
of the storm and splashed of I,
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