The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-10-25

to carry. You don't KNOW WHY No,-
has put 1t on you There is some per.
secution, some trial, and you dont
know why God allows it. There IS
work for you to do, and You have not
enough grace, you think, to do 1t. DO
as Abraham did Advance, and do
your whole duty. Be willing to give
up Isaac, and perhaps you VIII not
have, to give up anything. "Jehovan-
jireh--the Lord will provide. A capi-
tai lesson this old minister gives us.
| Out Wonder. in this house, is an aged
| woman; the light of heaven in her
face, she is half way through the door;
she has her hand on the pearl OF the
gate. Mother, what would you get OUT
of this subject2 oh" she says -
would learn that it is in the last pinch
that God comes to the relief You see
the altar was ready and Isaac was
fastened on it, and the knife was
lifted; and just at the last momenu
God broke in and stopped proceedings
So it has been in my life OF seventy
years. Why, sir, there was time
when the flour was all
out of the house; and set
the table at noon and had nothing
to put on it; but five minutes OF one
o'clock loaf of bread came. The
Lord will provide. My son was very
sick, and l said: Dear Lord, you
don't mean to take him away from me,
do you? Please, Lord, don't take him
away. Why, there are neighbors who
have three or four sons; this is my
only son; this is my Isaac. Lord, you
won't take him away from me, will
you?' But saw he was getting worse
and worse all the time; and l turned
round and prayed, until after awhile
felt submissive, and could say:
Thy will, Oh Lord, be donep The
doctors gave him up, and we all
gave him up. And, as was the
custom in those times, we had
made the grave-clothes, and we
were whispering about the last exer-
cises when l looked. and | saw some
perspiration on his brow, showing that
the fever had broken, and he spoke to
us so naturally that knew he was go
ing to get we'll He did get well, and
my boy Isaac, whom thought was
going to be slain and consumed OF dis
disease, was loosened from the
altar. And, bless your souls, that's
been so for seventy years; and
if my voice were not so weak,
and if could see better, could preach
to you younger people sermon; for
though / can't see much, l can see
this; whenever you get into tough
place, and your heart is breaking, If
YOU will look little farther into the
woods, you will see, caught in the
branches, substitute and a deliver
ance. My son, God will provide Him
self lamb"
Thank you, m other, for that short
sermon. / could preach back to you
minute or two and say, never do you
fear l wish had half as good hope
of Heaven as you have. Do not fear.
mother; whatever happens, no harm
will ever happen to you. was going
up long fight of stairs; and / saw
an aged woman, very decrepit and with
a cane, creeping on up. She made but
very little progress, and l felt very
exuberant; and said to her: why,
mother, that is no way to go up
STAIRS" and threw my arms around
her and l carried her up and put her
down on the landing at the top of
the stairs. She said: THANK
you, thank you; l am very
thankful" o, mother, when you get
through this life's work and you
want to go upstairs and rest in the
good place that God has provided for
you, you will not have to climb up
you will not have to crawl up pain
fully. The two arms that were
stretched on the cross will be flung
around you, and you will be hoisted
with glorious lift beyond all weari-
ness and all struggle. May the God
of Abraham and Isaac be with you
until you see the lamb on the hill
tops.
Now, that aged minister has made a
suggestion, and this aged woman has
made a suggestion; will make sug-
gestion: Isaac going up the hill makes
me think of the great sacrifice. Isaac,
the only son of Abraham Jesus, the
only Son of God. On those two
"onlys" l build fearful emphasis.
o Isaac! o Jesus! But this last
sacrifice was more tremendous
one. When the knife was lifted
over Calvary, there was no voice
that cried "Stopr' and no hand
arrested it. Sharp, keen and tre-
mendous, it cut down through nerve
and artery until the blood sprayed the
faces of the executioners, and the mid
day sun dropped veil of cloud over
its face because it could not endure
the spectacle. o Isaac, of Mount Mo-
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