Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1894-08-25

iIy Ineru Is no haste, rnere is no Inde-
ceucy in the obsequies. There Is moth
ing done as mere matter Of business.
Even tho children como out rs tho pro-
cession passes and look sympathetic, and
the tree shadows seem to deepen, and
tho brooks weep In sympathy as the pro-
oession goes by. But mark you. this
that I am speaking of was city fu-.
neral In great cities the cart jostles the
hearso, and there is mirth and gladness
and indifference as the weeping process
sion goes by III this city of Main 1t was
q common thing to have trouble and be-,
reavement and death. Christ saw it ev-'
cry day there, Perhaps that very hour
there were others being carried out, but
this frequency of trouble did not harden
Christs heart at all He stepped right
out, and he saw this mourner. and he
had compassion ON her, and no said
Weep not'
Now have to tell you, 0 bruised
souls. and there are many everywhere
have you ever looked over any great
audience and noticed how many shadows
of sorrow there are? l come to all such
and say, Christ meets you, and he has
compassion on you, and he says, Weep
not. " Perhaps with some it Is finan
cial trouble. "Oh, you say, ut is such
silly thing for man. to cry over lost
money!
Is 1t? Suppose. you had large for
tune, and all Injuries brought to your
table, and your wardrobe was full, and
your home was beautiful by music md
sculpture and painting and throngcd by
tho elegant and educated. and then some
rough misfortune should strike you in
the face and trample your treasures and
taunt your children for'their faded dress
and send you into commercial circles an
underling where once you waved a
sceptcr Ct gold, do you think you would
cry then2 Think you would. ButChrist
comes and meets al such today. he sees
all the straits In which you have been
thrust. He observes the sneer Of that
man who once was proud to walk in
your shadow and glad TO get yoer help,
He sees the protested note, the uncan-
celed Judgment, the foreclosod mort
gage, the, heartbreaking evaporation,
and he says: weep not. !! own the cat
tie on a thousand hills. will never lot
you starve.,. From my hand the fowls Of
heaven peck all their food. And WILL !
Let you .starye3 Neyer; no my child,
neyerP'.
Perhaps 1t may DO O living homo
trouble that you. cannot speak about to
your best friend. It may be some do
inestio;unhappiness- 1t may be an evil
eusIfcfon.S 1t may be the disgrace fol-
lowing Ii the footsteps Of q son that is
way;ward, or o companion who is cruel,
or father that Will not do right and
for years there may have been q yulture
striking its beal into the vituls Of your
soul, and you sit there today feeling 1t
Is worse than death. 1t Is, q. It Is worse
than DEATH And yet there Is relief.
Though the night may be the blackest,'
though the voices OF he'll may tell you
to curse God and die. look up and hear
the voice that accosted the Woman of
the text as.it says, Weep not
Earth hath no sorrow
That heaven cannot cure.
/ learn, again, from all this that
Christ is the master of the grave just
outside tfiatgate Of the city Death and
Christ measured 'lances, and when the
young mon rose Death dropped. Now
we are sure of our resurrection. Oh,
what O. scene 1t was when that young
man came back! The mother never ex-
pected to hear him speak again She
never thought that ne would kiss her
again. How the tears started, and how
| her heart throbbed Us she said, "Oh,
my son, my son, my sonl'i And that
scene is going to be repeated. 1t Is 60
ing to be repeated 10, 600 times These
broken family circles have got to come
together. These distinguished household
lights haYe got .to,be rekindled There
VIII be O stir In the family lot IN the
cemetery, and there will be rush into
life at the command, Young man, |
say unto thee .ariseI'' AS. the child
shakes off the dust of the torhb and
comes forth fresh and fair and "beautii
full, and you throw your arms around 1t
and press 1t to your heart, angel toani
gel will repent the story Of. Main, 'He
delivered him to his pother. -. Did you
notice that passage IL the text as.I read
1T? .''Hc delivered hfm.to' his mother. "
Oh, ye troubled souls! Oh, yewho have
lived to see every prospect blasted.
peeled, scattered, consumed, wait lit
tie! The secdtime Of tears will become
tho wheat harvest In cline Fcut of
no wintry blast, under II sky palled by
no h1rtling tempest and arid redeemed
ones that weep not, thai part not, that
die not, friend viii come to friend, alld
Kindred will join KINDRED, and the long
procession that marches tic avenues of
sold will lift up Their palms as again
| and again it is announced that the same
one who canlo to .tha relief Of this Wom.
an Of the text came to;th6re4ief Of many
q matprpal.heart and repeated tbs won:
ders Of resurrection and delivered him
to his mother ~ Oh, that will be tho
harvest Of the world THAI viii be the
coronation Of princes That viii be the
sabbath Of eternity. ::
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