The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-10-07
THE MORNING NEWS: MONDAY. OCTOBER 4 1885,

pire. God grant that the Ight Of that
blessed world may shine upon as in our
last moment.
The first time crossed the Atlantic the
toughest time we had was at the mouth
of Liverpool harbOr. We arrived az
nightfau. and were obliged TO lie there
TIL the morning, waiting for the rising
Of the tide. before we could 60 up to the
city. How the vessel pitched and Writned
in the water So, sometimes, the last
illness OF the Christian IS a struggle he
is almost through the voyage Ihe
waves Of temptation toss his soul, but ne
waits for the morning. AT last the hgnt
daWns. and the tides of JOY rise In his
soul, ana he sails up and casts anchor
within the veil
compare with this in Importance II Is
a business question. DO you not realize
that you will soon have 10 go out Of that
store, that you Will soon have 10 resign
that partnership. that soon among all
the millions Of dollars worth Of goods
that are sold. you viii not have the hand
ling Of a yard Of cloth, or pound OF
sugar, or a penny-worth OF anythlnsi
that soon, II a conhagratiOu should start
at Central Park and sweep everything TO
the Battery, IL would not disturb ) oui
that soon, IL every cashier should alb
scOnd, and every insurance company
should fail, it would not affect youy What
are the questions that stop this side the
grave, compared with tne questions that
reach beyond it, Are you making losses
that are TO be everlasting2 Are you max
ing purchases for eternity Are you gOD-
bling for time when you might be whole
sailing for eternity? What question OF
the store is so broad at the base and so
altitudinOus, and so overwhelming as the
question, rs thy heart right
Or is il a domestic question: Is 1t
something about father. or mother, or
companion, or son, or daughter, that you
think is comparable with this question
in Importance DO you not realize that
by universal and memorable law all these
relations viii be broken up? Your father
will be gone your mother viii be gone,
your companion Will be gone, your child
VIII be gone, you viii be gone, and then
this supernal question will begin to har-
vest its chief gain or deplOre its worst
losses, roll up into its mightiest magni-
tude, or sweep its vast circles. What
difference now does it make TO Napoleon
III whether he triumphed or surrendered
at Sedan2 whether he lived at the Tuil-
cries OF at Chislehurst, whether he was
emperor or eXile2 They laid him out IN
his coffin in the dress of a field marshal
Did that give him any better chance for
the next world than If he had been laid
out in a plain shrOud? And soon to us
what will be the difference, whether in
this world we rode or walked, were
bowed 10 or maltreated, were applauded
or Missed at, were welcomed in or kicked
out, while laying hold of every moment
of the great future, and burning in all
the splendor or grief, and overarching
and undergoing all time and all eternity
is the plain, simple, practical, thrilling,
agonizing, overwhelming question, rs
thy heart right2" Have you within you
a repenting heart, an eXpectant heart?
If not, | must write upon your soul what
George Whitfield wrote upon the window
pane with his diamond ring. He tarried
in an elegant house overnight, but
found that there was no God recognized
in that house. Before he left his room
in the morning, with his ring he wrote
upon the window-pane. lone thing thou
lackest." After the guest was gone, the
housewife came and looked at the win
dow, and saw the inscription, and called
her husband and her children; and Goa,
through that ministry of the window
glass, brought them all to Jesus. Though
you may to-day be surrounded by com
forts and luxuries. and feel that you have
need of nothing. If you are not the chill
dren of God, with the signet-ring Of
Christs love, let me inscribe upon your
souls zone thing thou lackestp