Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1895-10-14

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will your But [ saw he was getting
worse and worse all the time, and I
turned round and prayed, until after
awhile [ felt submissive, and I could
say, THY will, o Lord, be doner The
doctors gave him up, and we all gave
him ND. And, as was the custom in
those times, we had made the crave
clothes. and we were whispering about
| the last exercises. when [ looked and [
saw some perspiratiOn on his brow,
| showing that he fever had broken. and
! he spoke to us so naturally that I knew
/ he was going to get we'll. He did get
well. and my son Isaac, whom thought
was going to be slain and consumed Of
! disease. was 1oosened from that altar.
! And, bless your souls, that's been so for
/ 70 years, and if my voice were not so
! weak. and if I could see better, [ could
preach to you younger people a sermon,
| for though [ can't see much I 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. 3"
A Greater Sacrifice.
Thank you, mother, for that short ser
mon I could preach back to you for a
minute or two and say, never do you
fear! I wish [ had half as good a hope
of heaven as you have. Do not fear,
mother Whatever happens, no harm
will ever happen to you. [ was going up
q long flight of stairs and [ saw an aged
woman, very decrepit and with a cane,
creeping on up. She made but very lit
tie progress, and felt very exuberant,
and I said to her, "Why, mother, that is
no way to go up stairs, - and threw
my arms around her, and carried her
up and put her down on the landing at
the top of the stairs. She said: "Thank
you, thank you. [ am very thankful. -
o mother, when you get through this
life IS work and you want to 60 up stairs
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
painfully. The two arms that were
stretched on the cross will be flung
around you, and you will be hoisted
with glorious lift beyond all WEAKNESS
and all struggle. May the God Of Abra-
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the Lamb on the hilltOps.
Now, that aged minister has made Il
suggestion, and this aged woman has
made suggestion. [ will make a 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''
| build a 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 tremendous it cut
down through n6rve and artery until the
blood sprayed the faces of the execution
ers, and the midday sun dropped veil
Of cloud over its face because it could
not endure the spectacle. 0 Isaac of
Mount MOriah! o Jesus of Mount Cal
vary! Better could God have thrown
away into humiliation q 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 persisted.
"God SO loved the world that he gave
his only 1 stop there, not because L |
have forgotten the quotation, but be-
cause I want to think. 'God SO loved |
the world that he gave his only begotten |
Son that whatsoever 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.
You see Isaac going up the hill and |
carrying the wood. 0 Abraham, why |
not take the load off the boy? If he is
going to die SO soon, wley not make his |
last hours easy? Abraham knew that i'll
carrying that wood up Mount Moriah |
Isaac was to be a symbol of Christ car
rying his own cross up Calvary dc |
not know how heavy that cross was--
whether it was made of oak or acacia or
Lebanon cedar. suppose 1t may have
weighed 100 or 900 or 500 pounds |
That was the lightest part of the bur
den. Ali 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 Oh Isaac's back that I shall
not think of the crushing load OIL
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 Sen of
God.
Food For the Soul.
You say: eff this young man was
20 or 80 years of age, why did not he
resist? Why was it not Isaac binding