The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-07-19
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about the neck; that it tal1es 40 spring
from the foot, no blytheness from the
heart, no sparkle from the eye, no ring
from the laughter; but that "her ways
are ways of pleasantuess, and all
her paths are peace. l sympathize
with the work being done in many OF
our cities, by which beautiful rooms
are set apart by our Young Mems
Christian associations, and pray God
TO prosper them in all things. But
tell you there is something back OF
that and before that. We need more
happy, consecrated, cheerful, Christian
homes everywhere.
Again l remark, that great many
of our business men are tempted to
put the attainment of money above
value of the soul. 1t is grand thing
to have plenty of money. The more
you get of it. the better, if it come
honestly and go usefully. For the lack
of it, sickness dies without medicine,
and hunger finds its coffin in the empty
bread tray, and nakedness shivers
for lack of clothes and fire. When {
hear a man in canting TRADE against
money-a Christian man-as though 1t
had no possible use on earth, and had
no interest in it at all, come almost
to think that the Heaven that would
be appropriate for him would be an
everlasting poorhouse. While my
friends, we do admit there is such a.
thing as the lawful use of money--a
profitable use of money-let us recog-
nize also the fact that money can not
satisfy mans soul, that it can not
pay our fare across the Jordan of
death, that it can not unlock
the gate of Heaven. There are
men in all occupations who
seem to act as though they
thought that pack of bonds and
mortgages could be traded off for
title to Heaven, and as though gold
would be lawful tender in that place
where it is so common that they make
pavements of it. Salvation by
Christ is the only salvation. Treas
ures in Heaven are the only incor-
ruptible treasures.
Have you ever ciphered out in the
rule of loss and gain the sum: what
shall it profit a man If he gain the
whole world and lose his own soul?"
However fine your apparel, the winds
of death will hutter it like rags.
Homespun and a threadbar coat have
sometimes been the shadow of coming
robes made white IN the blood of the
Lamb. The pearl of great price is
worth more than any gem you can
bring from the ocean, than Australian
or Brazilian mines strung in one
carcanet. Seek after God; find His
here; all shall be well hereafter.
Some of you remember, the ship
wreck of the Central America. That
noble steamer had, 1 think, about five
hundred passengers aboard. Suddenly
the storm came, and the surges
trampled the decks and swung into
the matches, and there went up
a hundred-voiced death shrieks
The foam on the jaw of the wave.
The pitching of the steamer as though
it were leaping a mountain. The
dismal flare of the signal rockets. The
long cough of the steam pipes. The
hiss of distinguished furnaces. The
walking of God on the wavei The
steamer went not down without a
struggle. AS the passengers sta
tationed themselves in rows to bale
out the vessel, bark to the
thump of the buckets, as the men
unused to toll, with blistered hands
and strained muscles, tug for their
lives. There is sail seen against the
sky. The flash of the distress gun is
nOticed, it's voice heard not, for it is
,holed in the louder booming of the
sea. A few passengers escaped; but
The steamer gave one great lurch and
was gone! So there are some men who
sail on prosperously in life. All's
we'll; all's well. But at last
some financial disaster comes; a euro
,lydon. Down they gol the bottom of
5he commercial sea is strewn with
shattered hulks. But because your
property goes do not let your soul go.
Though all else perish. save that; for
have to tell you of a more stupendous
,hipwrecl than that which i just men
,ioned. God launched the world six
thousand years ago. 1t has been go-
ng on under freight of mountains and
but one day it will stagger
1t the cry of fire. The timbers Of rock
will burn, the mountains fame like
nasts, and the clouds like sails in the
Judgment hurricane. Then God shall
AXE the passengers off the deck, and
rom the berths those who have long
oeen asleep in Jesus, and He will set
hem far beyond the reach of storm,
md peril. But how many shall go
lown will never be known, until it
shall be announced one day in Heaven;
he shipwreck of worldi So. many
Millions savedl So many millions
drowned! Oh! my dear hearers, what
,ver you lose, though your houses go,
hough your lands go, though all your
.arthly possessions perish, may God
through the blood of the
covenant, save all your
ouls.
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