Connecticut western news., 1895-10-17

l build fearful lemphas1s. U Isaac! O Jesus But this last sacrifice was more tremendous one When the knife was lifted over Calvary there was no voice that cried "Stopp, and no hand arres ed it. Sharp, keen and tremendous it Tt down through nerve and artery until blood sprayed the faces of the execution CTS, and the midday sun dropped a veil of cloud over its face because 1t could not endure the spectacle. O Isaac of Mount Moriah! O Jesus of Mount Cal vary! Better could God have thrown away into annihilation thousand worlds than to have sacrificed his only Son. It was not one of the ten sons; it was his only Son. If he had not given up him, you and would have perished "God so loved the world that he gave his only''- I eton .here, not because have forgotten the quotation, but be. cause I want to think. 'God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten l Son that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life" Great God, break my heart at the thought of that sacrifice. Isaac the only, typical of Jesus the only.
 Ycu see Isaac going up theihill and | carrying the wood. o Abraham, why not take the load of the boy? If he is | going to die so soon, why not make his last hours easy? Abraham knew that in carrying that wood up Mount Moriah Isaac was to be a symbol of Christ car | rying his own cross up Calvary. do not know how heavy that cross was | whether it was made of oak or acacia or | Lebanon cedar. I suppose it may have weighed 100 or 200 or 300 pounds. | That was the lightest part of the bur | den. All the sins and sorrows of the | world were wound around that cross. The heft of one, the heft of two worlds earth and hell were on his shoulders. | O Isaac, carrying the wood of sacrifice up Mount Moriah! O Jesus, carrying the wood of sacrifice up Mount Calvary. | the agonies of earth, and hell wrapped around that cross I shall never see the heavy load on Isaac's back that I shall | not think of the crushing load Cn Christ's back For whom that load? For you. For you. For me- For me. Would that all the tears that we have ever wept Over our sorrows had been saved until this morning, and that we might now pour them out on the lacerated back and feet and heart of the Son of God.
 Food For the Soul.
 You say: "If this young man was 20 or 30 years of age, why did not he resist? Why was it not Isaac binding Abraham, instead of Abraham binding Isaac? The muscle in Isaac's arm was stronger than the mussle in Abraham 's withered arm. No young man 20 years Of age would submit to have his father fasten him to a pile of wood with inten- tion of burning" Isaac was willing sacrifice, and go a type of Christ who willingly came to save the world. If all the armies of heaven had resolved to force Christ out from the gate, they couldy not have done it. Christ was equal with God. If all the battalions of glory had armed themselves and resolved to put Christ forth and make him come out and save this world, they could not have succeeded in 1t. With one stroke he would have toppled over angelic and archangelic dominion.
 But there was one thing that the om- nipotent Christ could not stand. Our sorrows mastered him. He could not bear to see the world die without an of. fer of pardon and help, and if all heav- en had armed itself to keep him back, if the gates of life had been bolted and double barred, Christ would have flung the everlasting doors from their hinges, and would have sprung forth, scattering the hindering hosts of heaven like chaff before the whirlwind, as he cried: "Lol come to suffer. Lo! I come to die. '" Christ-a willing sacrifice. Willing to take Bethlehem humiliation, and San hedrin outrage, and whipping post maltreatment, and Golgotha butchery. Willing to be bound. Willing to suffer. Willing to die. Willing to save.
 How docs this affect you? Do not your very best impulses bound out to- ward this pain struck Christ? Get down at his feet, O ye people. Put your lips against the wound on his right foot and help kiss away the pang. Wipe the foam from his dying lip. Get under the cross until you feel the baptism of his rushing tears. Take him into your heart with warmest love and undying enthusiasm. By your resistances you have abused him long enough. Christ is willing to save you. Are you willing to be saved? Il seems to me as if this moment were throbbing with the invitations of an al compassionate God.
 have been told that the cathedral oi St. Mark stands in a quarter in the center of the city of Venice, and that when the clock strikes 12 at noon al the birds from the city and the regions round about the city fly to the square and settle down. It came in this wise
 A large hearted woman, passing ont monday across the square, saw some birds shivering in the cold, and sh, scattered some crumbs of bread among ttem. The next day, at the same hour she scattered more crumbs of bread among them, and so on from year to year until the day of her death. In hel will she bequeathed 8 certain amour of money to keep up the same practice and now, at the first stroke of the bel at noon the birds begin to come there and when the clock has struck 12 th' square is covered with them. How beautifully suggestive Christ come out to feed thy soul today. The nor hungry you feel yourselves to be tn
 better it is. It is noon, and the gospe clock strikes 12. Come in flocks Com, as doves to the windowl All the air i
 filled with the liquid chime: Come
 Comet Come!
 The chief justice and Mrs. Fulle