The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-10-09

your heart right, strike match and
burn up all your old grudges and blow
the ashes away. If you forgive not
men their trepasses, neither will your
Heavenly Father forgive you Jour
trespasses.
An old Christian black woman was
going along the streets Of New York
with basket OF apples that she had
for sale. A rough sailor ran against
her and upset the basket, and stood
back expecting to hear her scold fright
fully, but she stopped down and picked
up the apples and, said, God forgive
you, my son, as do" The sailor knew
the meGnness of what he had done,
and he felt in his pocket for his money,
and insisted that she should take it all.
Though she was black, he called her
mother, and said, Forgive me, mother,
will never do anything so mean
again" All! there is power in q for.
giving spirit to overcome all hardness.
There is no way of conquering men
like that of bestowing upon them your
pardon, whether they viii accept it or
not.
Again, a right heart is an eXpcctant
heart. 1t is poor business to be build
ing castles in the air. Enjoy what you
have now. Don't spoil your comfort
in small house because you expect
larger one. Don't fret about your in
come when it is three or four dollars
per day because you expect to have,
after a while, ten dollars per day; or
ten thousand a year because You eX-
pect it to be twenty thousand a year.
But about Heavenly things, the more
we think the better. Those castles are
not in the air, but on the hills, and we
have deed of them in our possession.
like to see { man all full of Heaven.
He talks Heaven. He sings Heaven, He
| prays Heaven. He dreams Heaven
Sonc Of us in our sleep have had the
good place open to us. We saw the
pinnacles in the sky. We heard the
| click of the hoofs of the white horses
on which victors rode, and the c!apping
of the cymbals of eternal triumph. And
while in our sleep we were glad that
all our sorrows were over and burdens
done with, the throne of God grew
whittier and winter and winter, till we
opened our eyes and saw that it was
only the sun of earthly morning shin.
ing on our pillow. To have right
heart You need to be filled with this
expectancy, 1t would make your priv.
ations and annoyances more bearab,c.
The first time l crossed the Atlantic,
the roughest time we had was at the
mouth of Liverpool harbor We arrived
at nightfall and were obliged to be
there till the morning, waiting for the
rising of the tide, before we could 60
up to the city. How the vessel pitched
and writhed in the water! So, some
times, the last illness of the Christian
is o struggle. He is almost through
the voyage. The waves of temptation
toss his soul, but he waits for the
morning. At last the light dawns, and
the tides of joy rise in his soul, and he
sails up and casts anchor within the
veil.
Is thy heart right? What question
can compare with this in Importance.
1t is business question. Do you MOI
realize that you will soon have to &C
out of that store, that you will soon
have to resign that partnership, that
soon among the millions of dollars
worth of goods that are sold, you vii
not have the handling of yard o.
cloth or pound of sugar, or a penny
worth of anything; that soon, if con
flagration should start at Central Parl
and sweep everything to the Battery
it would not disturb you; that soon, i
every cashier should abscond, ant
ever insurance company should fail
it would not affect you? What are the
questions that stop this side the grave
compared with the questions that rcacl
beyond it? Are you making losses that
are to be everlasting? Are you max
ing purchases for eternity? Are yor
jobbing for time when you might bl
wholesaling for eternity? What ques
ton of the store is 50 broad a5 the basl
and SO altitudinous, and so overwhelm
ing, as the question; is thy heart
right?"
Or is it a domestic question? Is i
something about father, or mother, OF
companion, or son, or daughter, tha
yGu think is comparable with this ques
tion in Importance? Doyou not realize
that by universal and inexorablc Law
all these relations will be broken up
Your father will be gone, your mothcl
will be gone, your companion will bC
gone, your child will be gone, and ther
this supernal question will begin t.
harvest its chief gains, or deplore it,
worst losses, roll up into its mighties
magnitude, or sweep its vast circles.
What difference now does it make t
Napoleon Ill whether he triumphet
or surrendered at Sedan? whether ht
lived at the Tuileries or at Chislehurst
whether he was emperor or exile
They laid him out in his coffin in the
dress of field marshal Did chat give
him any better chance for the mex
world than if he had been laid out in
plain shroud? And soon to us what vii
be the difference, whether in this worlt
we rode or walked, were bowed to ol
maltreated, were applauded or hisset
at, were welcomed in or kicked out
while laying hold at every moment o
the great future, and burning in all tn,
splendor or grief and overarching ant
undergoing all time and all eternity
is the plain, simple, practical, thrilling
Ggonizing, overwhelming question: ii
thy heart right?" Have you within
you repenting heart, an expectan
heart? Ii not, l must write upon YOU
soul what George Whitofeld wrot,