The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-05-19

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lovely
Inspiration ~ iictoi.ms.
po YOU wonder that the story of his self
sacrincc hn. lul hundnrls ~ thousands 60
die for him In one series VI prosecutions
over goo uuu wure put to death Tor Christi
sake For LIN nlnndinn was tied to post
and wild b.ast wcrc let out upon her, and
when lifc continued after the attack u
touth and law she was put In net and
that net containing her was thrown to
wild hull that tossed her with its horns
Elm life was cx. inct All for Christi HUI
gucnots dying for Christi Alblgcnscs dy
ing for Christi The Naudois dying for
Christi SmithHcld fires endured for Christi
The bones uf martyrs II distributed, would
make path ~ moldcring life all around
the earth The loneliness of the Saviours
sacrifice has in pirCd all the hcroisms and
all the martyrloms Of subsequent con
turtles Christ has had more men and
women die for him than all the other in
habitants o. all the ages have had die for
them
Furthermore he was lovely in his ser
mons. lie knew when to begin, when to
stop and just what to say. The longest
sermon ne ever preached, so far as the
Bible reports him--namcly, the sermon on
the mount was about 10 minutes in de-
livery at the ordinary rate of speech. His
longest prayer reported, commonly called
The Lords Prayer, was about half a
minute. Time them by your own watch, and
you will find my estimate accurate, by
which do not mean to say that sermons
ought to be only 10 minutes long and
prayers only half minute long Christ
had such infinite power of compression
that he could put enough into his 10 min
ute sermon and his half minute prayer to
keep all the following ages busy in thought
and action. No one but Christ could af-
ford to pray or preach as short as that,
but he meant to teach us compression.
At Selma, Ala, the other day l was
shown a cotton press by which cotton was
put in such shape that it occupied in trans
portation only one car where three cars
were formerly necessary, and ono ship
where three ships had been required, and
imagine that we all need to compress our
sermons and our prayers into smaller
spaces.
Power of the Gospel.
And his sermons were so lovely for SEN
timent and practically and simplicity and
illustration, the light of candle, the crys
tai of the salt the clucl of n hen for her
chickens, the hypocrites' dolorous physi-
ognomy, the moth in the clothes closet,
! the black wing of raven, the snowbank
of white lilies, our extreme botheration
| about the splinter of imperfcction in some
one else's character, the swine fed on the
/ pearls, wolves dramatizing sheep and the
peroration made up of cyclone in which
you hear the crash Of tumbling house
"a
no splitting of hairs between north and
northwest side, no dogmatics, but great
Christly throb of helpfulncss. l do not
wonder at the record which says, "When
he was come down from the mountain,
great multiudes followed him." They had
but one fault to find with his sermon--it
was too short. God help all of us in Chris
tan work TO get down off our stills and
realize there is only one thing we have to
| do-there is the great wound of the world s
sin and sorrow, and here is the great heal
| ing plaster of the gospel What you and
want TO do it to put the plaster on the
wound All sufficient is this gospel if it is
only applied A minister preaching to an
! audience of sailors concerning the ruin by
sin and the rescue by the gospel accommo-
| dated himself to sailors vernacular and
said, "This plank bears. " Many years aft
or this preacher was called to see dying
sailor and asked him about his hope and
| got the suggestive reply, This plank
bears"
Yea, Christ was lovely in his chief life s
work. There were II thousand things for
him to do but his great work was to get
our shipwrecked world out of the break
ers. That he came to do, and that he did,
and he did 1t in three years. He took &c
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tivity. From II to 80 years of age we hear
nothing about him. That intervening Is
years l think he was in India. But he
came back to Palestine and crowded every
thing into three years-three winters,
three springs, three summers, three au-
tumns. Our life is short but would God
we might see how much we could do in
three years. Concentration intensified
toni Three years of kind wordsl Three
years of living for othersl Three years OF
self sacrificed Let us try it.
Aye, Christ was lovely in his demise.
He had a right that last hour to deal in
anathematization Never had any one been
SO meanly treated. Cradle of straw among
goats and camels-that was the world S
reception of him. Rocky cliff, with ham
mers pounding spikes through tortured
ncrves-that was the worlds farewell sal
utation. The slaughter of that scene some
times hides the loneliness of the sufferer.
Under the saturation of tears and blood
we sometimes fail to see the sweetest face
of earth and heaven. Altogether lovely
Can coolest criticism find an unkind word
he ever spoke, or an unkind action that he
ever performed or an unkind thought that
he ever harbored?
What a marvel it is that all the nations
Of earth do not rise up in raptures of affec-
ton for himl | must say it here and now.
] lift my right hand in solemn attestation.
/ love him. and the grief of my life is that
l do not love him more. Is it an imperti-
hence for me to ask, do you, my hearer-
you, my reader, love him? Has he become
a part of your naturei Have you commit
ted your children on earth into his keeping
as your children in heaven are already in
his bosomy Has he done enough to win YOU
confidenceS Can you trust him, living and
dying and forever Is your back or your
face toward him9 Would you like to have
his hand to guide your His might to pro
tect your His grace to comfort your Hi:
sufferings to atone for you? His arms tC
welcome your His love to encircle you
His heaven to crown your
The Conqueror's Throne.
Oh, that we might all have something
of the great German reformer's love fol
this Christ, which led him to say; "If any
one knocks Mt the door of my breast and
says Who lives therer my reply is, Jesus
Christ lives here, not Martin Luther. 4"
viii it not be grand if when we gel
through this short and rugged road of life
we can go right up into his presence and
live with him world without endS
And If, entering the gate of that heaven
ly city, we should be SO overwhelmed witt
our unworthiness on the one side and the
supernal splendor on the other side we gel
a little bewildered and should for few
moments be lost ON the streets of gold ant
among the FURNISHED temples and tn,
sapphire thrones, there would be plenty tC
show us the way and take us out Of oul
joyful bewildermont, and perhaps thu
woman of Main would say Come, let m,
take you TO the Christ who raised my ONLY