Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1895-09-27


spiders webs, and with his voice he
shakes the mountain. Let the infdels
and the skeptics Of this day go on spin
ming their webs, spinning their infidel
gossamer theories, spinning them all
over the place where Christ seems to be
sleeping. They say: "Christ can never
again come out. The work is done. He
can never get through this logical web
we have been spinning" The day will
come when the Lion Of Judah's tribe
will rouse himself and come forth and
shake nightly the nations What then
all your gossamer threads? What is a
spiders web to an aroused lion? Do not
fret, then, about the world S going back
ward. 1t is going forward.
You stand on the banks Of the sea
when the tide is rising. The almanac
says the tide is rising, but the wave
comes up to a certain point and then it
recedes. why" you say, "the tide is
going back. No, it is not. The next
wave comes up little higher, and it
goes back. Again you say the tide is 60
ing out. And the next time the wave
comes to a higher point, and then 10
higher point. Notwithstanding all these
recessions at last all the shipping Of the
world knows it is high tide. So it is
with the cause of Christ in the world.
One year it comes up to one point, and
we are greatly encouraged. Then it
seems to go back next year. Wesay the
tide is going out Next year it comes to
a higher point and falls back, and next
year it comes to a still higher point and
falls back, but all the time it is adyanc-
ing, until it shall be full tide, "and the
earth shall be full Of the knowledge Of
God as the waters fill the sea.
"Ecce Deus"
Again, learn from this subject that
Christ is God and man in the same per-
son. l 90 into the back part Of that boat,
and l look on Christ's sleeping face and
see in that face the story Of sorrow and
WEAKNESS, and a deeper shadow comes
over his face, and l think he must be
dreaming Of the cross that is to come.
As / stand on the back part Of the boat
looking on his face say: He is a man !
He is a mani" But when see him
come to the PROV Of the boat, and the
sea kneels in his presence, and the
winds fold their wings at his command,
l say: "He is God He is God y The
hand that set up the stormy pillars Of the
universe wiping away the tears Of an
orphan! When want pity and sympa-
thy, 90 into the back part Of this boat,
and l look at him. and say: 80 Lord
Jesus, thou weary One, thou suffering
One, have mercy on meP' "Ecce ho-
MOP Behold the man But when 1
want courage for the conflict Of life,
when l want some one to beat down my
enemies. when want faith for the great
future, then l come to the front Of the
boat and l see Christ standing there in
all his omnipotence, and l say, 80
Christ, thou who couldst hush the
storm can hush all my sorrows, all my
temptations, all my fears!" "Ecce De-
usr" Behold the God!
The flushed Tempest.
l learn also from this subject that
Christ can hush the tempest Some Of
you, my hearers, have a heavy load of
troubles. Some Of you have wept until
you can weep no more. Perhaps God
took the sweetest child out Of your
house, the one that asked the most Gu
rious questions, the one that hung
around you with greatest fondness. The
grayedigger's spade cut down through
your bleeding heart. Or perhaps 1t was
the only one that you had, and your
soul has ever since been like desolated
castle. where the birds Of the night
hoot amid the falling towers and along
the crumbling stairway. Or perhaps IL
was an aged mother that was called
away. You used to send for her when
you had any kind Of trouble. She was
in your home to welcome your children
into life, when they died she was there
to pity you. You know that the old
hand will never do any more kindness
for you, and the lock Of white hair that
you keep so we'll in the casket Of the
locket does not look so we'll as it did on
the day when she moved it back from
the wrinkled forehead under the old
fashioned bonnet in the church IN the
country. Or perhaps your property has
gone. You said, "There, Lave so much
in bank stock, so much have in houses,
so much l have in lands, so much
have in securities. " Suddenly 1t Is all
gone. Alas for the man who once had
plenty Of money, but who has hardly
enough now for the morning marketing.
No storm ever swept over GenneSaret
like that which has gone trampling Its
thunders over your quaking soul But
you awoke Christ in the back part OF
the ship, crying, Master, carest thou
not that perish?" and Christ rose up
and quieted you. Jesus hushing the
tempest
There is one storm into which we
must all run. When man lets go this
life TO take hold Of the next, | do not
care how much grace he has, he will
want it all. What is that out yonder!
That is dying Christian rocked On the
surees Of death. Winds that have
wrecked magnificent fotillas OF pomp
and worldly power come down ON that
Christian soul All the spirits OF dark
ness seem to be let loose, for it is their
last chance. The wailing Of kindred
seems to mingle with the swirl OF the
waters. and the scream Of the wind and
the thunder Of the sky. Deep to deep,
billow TO billow, yet no tremor, nc
gloom, no terror, no signing for the dy
ing Christian. The fact is that from tho
back part Of the boat voice sings out
"When thou passest through the water'
will be with thee" By the flash o.
the storm the dying Christian sees tha
the harbor is only just ahead. From
heavenly castles voices Of welcome com'
over the waters. Peace drops on the an
CRY wave as the storm sobs itself to res
like a child falling asleep amid tear
and trouble. Christ hath hushed tn
tempest.
A Soldiers Burial
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