Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-10-22

otherwise. When I think Of God my
soul is SO full of joy that the notes leap
and dance from my pen. L wish we
might all exult melodiously before the
Lord. With God for our Father, and
Christ for our Saviour and heaven for
our home, and angels for future COM
panions, and eternity for lifetime, we
should strike all the notes Of joy. Going
through the wilderness OF this world
let us remember that we are on the way
to the summary CLINE Of heaven, and
from the migratory populations flying
through this autumnaI air learn always
to keep singing:
Children of the heavenly king,
AS ye journey, sweetly sing.
Sing your Saviour'S worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
We are travelling home to God
In the way your fathers trod.
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
The church of God never will be
triumphant church until It becomes
singing church.
Away Beyond Danger.
go further and remark that the birds
of the air are wiser than we in the fact
that in their migration they fly very
high. During the summer, when they
are in the fields, they often come with
in reach of the gun, but when they start
for the annual flight southwark they
take their places midheaven and go
straight as a mark. The longest rifle
that was ever brought to shoulder can
not reach them. Would to God that we
were as wise as the stOrk and crane in
our fight heavenward! We fly SO low
that we are within easy range OF the
world, the flesh and the devil. We are
brought down by temptations that ought
not to come within milo Of reaching
u.s. Oh, for some of the faith of George
Muller Of England and Alfred Goodman,
once of the church militant, now Of the
church triumphant! So poor is the type
of piety in the church of God now that
men actually caricature the idea that
there is any such thing as higher life.
Moles never did believe in eagles But
my brethren, because we have not
reached these heights ourselves, shall
we deride the fact that there are any
such heights? A man was once talking
to Brunei, the famous engineer, about
the length of the railroad from London
to Bristol. The engineer said: sit is
not very great. We shall have after
awhile a steamer running from Eng
land to New York. - They laughed him
to scorn, but we have gone SO far
now that we have ceased TO laugh at
anything as impossible for human
achievement. Then, [ ask, is anything
impossible for the Lord? I do not be-
lieve that God exhausted all his grace
in Paul and Latimer and Edward Pay
son. [ believe there are higher points of
Christian attainment to be reached III
the future ages Of the Christian world.
Get Out of the Old Ruts.
You tell me that Paul went up TO the
tiptop Of the Alps of Christian attain
ment. Then [ tell you that the stork
and crane have found above the Alps
plenty Of room for free flying. We go
out and we conquer our temptations by
the grace of God and lie down. On the
morrow those temptations rally them
selves and attack us, and by the grace OF
God we defeat them again, but staying
all the time in the old encampment we
have the same old battles to fight over
Why not whip out our temptations and
then forward march, making one raid
through the enemy's country, stopping
not until we break ranks after the last
victory Do, my brethren, let us have
some novelty of combat, at any rate, by
changing, by going on, by making adj
vancement, trading off our stale prayers
about sins we ought to have quit long
ago, going on toward q higher state OF
Christian character, and routing out
sins that we have never thought Of yet
The fact is, if the church Of God, if we
as individuals, made rapid advancement
in the Christian life these stereotyped
prayers we have been making for 10 or
Is years would be as inappropriate to us
as the shoes, and the hats, and the coats
we wore 10 or 15 years ago. Oh, for q
higher flight in the Christian life, 9
stork and the crane in their migration
teaching US the lesson!
Dear Lord and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate,
Our love SO faint, cold to thee,
And thine to great?
Before 1t rs Too Late.
Again, I remark that the birds of the
air are wiser than we because they know
when to start If you should go out now
and shout, "Stop, storks and cranes,
don't be in hurryP' they would say:
mo, we cannot stop. Last night we
heard the roaring in the woods bidding
us away, and the shrill flute of the
north wind has sounded the retreat. We
must go. We must go. :" So they gather
themselves into companies, and turning
not aside for storm, or mounain top, or
shock Of musketry, over land and sea,
straight as an arrow to the mark, they
go. And if you come out this morning
with sack of corn and throw it in the
fields and Try to get them to stop they
are SO far MP they would hardly see it.
They are on their way south. You