Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-04-11

but why should l take the particular
rescue that you propose?" This is the
reason: There is one name given un-
may be saved" Then there are a
thousand voices here ready TO say:
! well; l am ready to accept this help
of the Gospel; would like to have this
divine cure; how shall | go to work?"
! Let me say that a mere within, an un-
| defined longing amounts to nothing.
You must have a stout, tremendous
resolution like this young man of the
text when he said: IL will arise
and go to my father" oh says
: some man, "how do know my
father wants me? How do know if
go back, would be received?" oh"
/ says some man, you don't know where
l have been; you don't know how far
! have wandered; you wouldn't talk that
way to me if you knew all the in
/ EQUITIES | have committed" What is
chat fluttcr among the angels of God?
| What is tina. horseman running with
! quick dispatch? 1t is news, it is news.
Christ has found the lost.
Nor angels can their Joy contain
But kindle with new fire:
The sinner lost Is found, they sing,
And strike the souding Tyre.
When Napoleon talked of going into
Italy, they said: You can't get there.
Z If YOU knew what the Alps were you
wouldn't talk about it or think about
it. Iou can't get your ammunition
D la Inc Ia,
rose in his stirrups, and, waving his
hand toward the mountains. he said:
There shall be no Alps That won
derful pass was laid out which has
been the wonderment of all the years
since-thc wonderment of all engineers.
And you tell me there are such mount
aims of sin between your soul and God,
there is no mercy. Then | see Christ
waving his hand toward the mountains.
hear Him say: II will come over the
mountains of thy sin and the hills of
thine iniquity" There shall be no
Pyrenees: there shall be no Alps.
Again: | notice that this resolution
of the young man of my text was
founded in sorrow at his misbehavior.
1t was not mere physical plight. 1t was
grief that he had so maltrcated his
father. 1t is a sad thing after a father
has done everything for a child to have
that child ungrateful.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is,
To have than6lcss child
That is Shakespeare. "A foolish son
is the heaviness of his mother" That
is the Bible. Well, my friends, have
not some of MS been cruel prodigals?
Have we not maltreated our Father?
And such a Father! Three lines day
has lie fed thee. lie has poured sun
light into thy day and at night kindles
up all the street lamps of Heaven
With what varieties of apparel lie hath
clothed thee for the seasons. Whose
eye watchcth thee? Whose hand de-
tends thee? Whose heart sympathizes
with thee? Who gave you your chill
dren? Who is guarding your loved
ones departed? Such Father! So
loving. so kind. If lie had been
stranger: if lie had forsallen us: if lie
had Negotiated us; if He had pound
ed Us and turned us out of doors on
the commons, it would not have
been SO wonderful-our treatment of
Him; but lie is Father, so loving,
so kind. and yet how many of
us for our wanderings have never
apologizcd, If we say anything that
hurts our friends feelings, if we do
anything that hurts the feelings of
those in whom we are interested, how
quickly we apolizc! We can scarcely
wait until we get pen and paper to
write a letter of apology. How easy it
is for any one who is intelligent, right
hearted. to write an apology, or make
an apology. We apologize for wrong
done to our fellows, but some of us,
perhaps. have committed ten thousand
times ten Thousand wrongs against God
and never apologized
| remark still further, that this reso-
luton of the text was founded in
feeling of inconsistencies. | do not
know how long this young man, how
many months, how many years he has
been away from his fathers house. but
there is something about the reading
of my text that makes me think he
was homesick. Some of you know what
/ that feeling is. Far away from home
sometimes. surrounded by everything
bright and pleasant-plenty of friends
you have said: II would give the
world To be home tonight" Well. this
young man was homesiclS for his faith
crs house. | have no doubt when he
( thought of his fathers house he said:
Nov, perhaps father may not be liv-
ing We read nothing in this story
! this para ble-founded on everyday life
we read nothing about the mother
1t says nothing about going home to
/ her. | think she was dead. | think
she had died of broken heart at his
wanderings. or. perhaps he had gone
into dissipation from the fact that he
could not remember "a loving and SYM
pathetic mother. man never gets
/ over having lost his mother. Nothing
said about her, but he is homesick for
/ his fathers house. He thought he
would just like to go and walk around
the old place. He thought he would
just like to go and see il things We're as
/ they used to be. Many man, after
having been OFF a long while, has gone
/ home aud knocked at the door. and a
] hos .orna Il tho old hnuna.