The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-08-30

ing out bitter drops and shaking up
hot pillows and contriving things to
tempt poor appetite. Drs Aber-
hethy and Rush and Hoshok and Har-
vey were great doctors, but the great
est doctor the world ever saw is an old
Christian woman. Dear mel Do we
not remember her abodt the room
when we were sick in our boyhood?
Was there any one who could ever so
touch a sore without hurting it7
Where did Paul get the ink with which
to write his comforting epistle? Where
did David get the ink to write his
comforting Psalms? Where did John
get the ink 70 write his comforting
Revelation? They got 1t out of their
own tears. When a man has gone
through the curriculum, and has taken
course of dungeons and ifnpris0n-
ments and shipwrecks, he is qualified
for the work of sympathy.
When began to preach, my sermons
on the subject of trouble were all
poetic and in semi blank verse; but God
knocked the blank verse out of me
long ago, and / have found out that
can not comfort people except as my
self have been troubled. God make me
the son of consolation to the peoplei /
would rather be the mea1s Of soothing
one perturbed spirit to-day than to
play tune that would set all the sous
Of nirth Keeling IN the dance.
1 am an herb doctor. put into the
caldron the root out of dry ground,
without form of comeliness. Then /
put in the rose of Sharon and the lily
of the valley. Then / put into the
caldron some of the leaves from the
tree of life, and the branch that was
thrown into the wilderness marah.
Then pour in the tears OF
them up. Then 1 kind1e under the
caldron fire made out of the wool of
the cross, and one drop of that potion
will cure the worst sickness that ever
afflicted a human soul. Mary and
Martha shall receive their Lazarus
from the tomb. The damsel shall rise.
And on the darkness shall break the
morning, and God will wipe all tears
from their eyes.
Jesus had enough trial to make HIM
sympathetic with all trial. The shortest
verse in the Bible tells the story:
Jesus wept" The scar on the back
of His either hand, the scar on the arch
of either foot, the row of scars along
the line of the hair, will keep all
Heaven thinking. Oh, that Great
Weeper is just the one to silence all
earthly trouble, wipe out all stains of
earthly grief. Gentle! Why His step
is softer than the step of the
dew! 1t will not be tyrant bidding
you hush up your crying. 1t will be
father who will take you on His left
arm, His face beaming into yours,
while with the soft tips OF the fingers
of the right hand He shall wipe away
all tears from your eyes.
Friends, if we could get any appreci-
alton of what God has in preserve for
us, it would make US so homesick
we would be unfit for our everyday
work. Prof. Leonard. formerly OF
Iowa university, put in my hands
meteOric stone, q stone thrown off
from some other world to this. How
suggestive it was to mel And l have
to tell you the best representations we
have of Heaven are only aerOlites
flung off from that world which rolls
on, bearing the multitudes of the re-
deemed. We analyze these aerolites,
and find the crystalizations of tears.
No wonder, flung off from Hcaveni
"God shall wipe away all tears from
their eyes"
Have you any appreciation of the
good and glorious times your friends
are having in Heaven? How different
l. hov nf
Christians death from what it is here!
1t is the difference between cmbarlza-
tiou and coming into port. Every
thing depends upon which side of tue
river you stand when you hear of
Christians death. If You stand on
this side of the river, you
mourn that they go. If you
stand on the other side of the river,
you rejoice that they come. Oh, the
difference between funeral on earth
and a jubilee in Heaven-between
requiem here and triumph there
parting here and reunion therel To-
gether! Have you thought of it? They
are together. Not one of your depart
ed friends in one land and another in
another land; but together, in differ
ent rooms of the same hOuse-the,
house of many mansions. TogetherI
l never more. appreciated that
thought than when we laid away in
her last slumber my sister Sarah
Standing there in the village ceme-
terry, l looked around and said: There
is father, there is mother, there is
grandfather, there is grandmother,
there are whole circles of kindred;"
and | thought to myself: Together
in the grave-together in glory" l am
so impressed with the thought that
do not think it is any fanaticism
when some one is going from this
world to the next if you make them
the bearer of dispatches to your
friends who are gone, saying: 'Give
my love to my parents, give my love
to nv children, give my love to my old
comrades who are in glory. and tell
them l am trying to fight the good
fight of faith, and / will join them af-
ter awhile" / believe the message
will be delivered; and l believe it will
increase the gladness of those who are
before the throne. Together are they.
all their tears gone.
My friends, take this good-cheeE
home with you. These tears of bereave-
nent that course your cheek, and Oh
and of trial, are not ali
ways to be there. The motherly
hand of God will wipe them alE
away. What is the use, on the way to
such a contamination what is the use
of fretting about anything? Oh, what
an exhilaration it ought to be in Chris
tian work! See you the pinnacleA