The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1895-09-27
THE LONDONDERRY SITTER.

higher point Notwithstanding an tIiese
tetessions at last all the shipping of tho
world krows ii il high tide, So ii is
with tho cause Of Christ In the world.
One year it comes mp to ono point, and
we are greatly encouraged, Then ~
seems to go back next year, Wesay the
tide is going ont. Next year it comes to
a higher point and falls back, and next
veal Is comes to a still higher point and
falls back, but Ill the time it IL adyanc-
ing, until it shall be full tide, "nd 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. / eoi 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 d deeper shadow comes
over his face, and 1 think he must be
Dreaming &C tie cross that is to come.
AS Stand on the back part of the boat
looking on his face say: He is man =!
He is a man |" But when l 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,
| say; "Ho is God He is God y The
hand that set up the stormy pillars of the
universe wiping away the tears OF an
orphanl When want pity and sympa-
thy, go into the back part of this boat,
and look at him, and l say: 80 Lord
Jesus, thou weary One, thou suffering
One, have mercy on mef' "Ecce no,
|, mor' Behold the mani But'when l
want courage for the conflict of life,
when want some one to beat down my
enemies, when want faith for the great
future, then / come to the front of the
boat and I sec Christ standing there in
all his omnipotence, and l say, 20
CHRIST thou who couldst hush the
storm cali hush all my sorrows, all my
temptations, all my fears!" "Ecce De
u.s." Behold the God
The flushed Tempest.
/ iearii 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
4 gravedigger's spade cut down through
your bleeding heart. Or perhaps il was
/ Al, ho1 and
soul has ever since been like a desolated
| castle, where the birds of the night
hoot amid the falling towers and along
the crumbling stairway Or perhaps it
was an aged mother that was called
awaE. 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 bity 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 well as it did on
the day when she moved it back from
the wrinkled forehead under the old
fashioned bonnet in the church in th<
country Or perhaps your property has
gone. You said, There, | have SO much
In bank stock, SO much have in houses,
SO much / have in lands, SO much
have i'll securities " Suddenly it is al
gone. Alas for tho man who once hat
plenty of money, but who has hardly
! enough now for the inothing marketing
No storm ever swept over Gennesare
like that which has gone trampling it
thunders over your quaking soul. Blu
you awoke Christ il the back part o
the ship, crying, "Master, tarest tho
not that perish?" and Christ rose n
, aud quieted you. Jesus hushing tn
, tempest
, There is one storm into which W
5 must all run When d hait lets 60 thi
life to take hold of the next, do nc
! care how much grace he has, he vii
want it all. What is that out yondcr
Q That is dying Christian rocked Oh IL.
] surses of DEATH Winds that hav
e wrecked magnificent fotillas Of pom
I and worldly power come down on tina
e Christian soul. All the spirits of darl
:, ness seem to be let loose, for it is thei
g last chance. The wailing of kindre
: seems to mingle with the swirl of IL
$ waters. and the scream of the wind an
Q the thunder Of the sky. Deep to deel
o billow to billow, yet no tremor, L
o gloom, no terror, no signing for tie d!
7 ing Christian. The fact is that from Il
+; back part Of the boat a voice sings on
s l'When thou passest through the waite
e will be with thee" By the flash
it the storm the dying Christian sees tn
" the harbor is only just ahe.d. Fro
+ heavenly castles voices of welcome con
t. over the waters Peace drops on tho a
: CRY wave as the storm sobs itself to re
p like child falling asleep amid tea
l. and trouble. Christ hath hushed t
y tempest.