Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1896-04-30

flashing, roaring down, until sun
light and wave in gleesome wrestle
tumbled at my feet. So it is
with the church of God. Everything
comes from above; pardon from
above, joy from above, adoption
from above, sanctification from above.
Hank! hear the latch of the garden
gate, and | see who is coming. hear
the voice of Christ: IL am come into
my garden" | say, Come in, o Jesusl
we have been waiting for thee; walk
all through the paths; look at
the flowers, look at the fruit; pluck
that which thou wilt for myself
Jesus comes into the garden and up to
that old man, and touches him and
says: almost home, father; not many
more aches for thee; | will never leave
thee; take courage little longer and
| will steady thy lettering steps, and
will soothe thy troubles and give thee
rest Courage, old man." Then Christ
goes up another garden path, and He
comes to soul in trouble, aud says:
Peace! all is well. | have seen thy
tears. have heard thy prayer. The
sun shall not smite thee by day nor the
moon by night. The Lord shall pre-
serve thee from evil; He will preserve
thy soul. Courage, o troubled spirit!n
Then | see Jesus going up another
garden path, and | see great excite
ment among the leaves, and | hasten
up that garden path to see what Jesus
is doing there, and 10! lie is breaking
off flowers, sharp and clean from the
stem, and say, stop, Jesus, don't kill
those beautiful flowers" He turns to
me and says, II have come into my
garden to gather lilies, and I mean tc
take these up to a higher terrace, foi
the garden around my palace, and there
| will plant them; and in better soil
and in better air they shall put forth
brighter leaves and sweeter redolence,
and no frost shall touch them forever
And looked up into His face and said
well, it is His garden, and lie has
right to do what lie will with it. Thy
will be donc!" the hardest prayer eve,
man made.
1t has seemed as il Jesus Christ tool
the best; from many of your house
holds the best one is gone. You know
that she was too good for this world
she was the gentlest in her ways, tn,
deepest in her affections; and when at
last the sickness came you had no faith
in medicines. You knew that the hour
of parting had come, and when, through
the rich grace of the Lord Jesus Christ,
You surrendered that treasure, yor
said: Lord Jesus, take tit is tn,
best we have; take it Thou ar,
worthy The others in the household
may have been of grosser mold. Sh,
was of the finest
The heaven of your little ones will
not be fairly begun until you get there
All the kindness shown them by inn
mortals will not make them forget you.
There they are, the radiant throngi
that went out from your homes. ]
throw kiss to the sweet darlings
They are all well now in the palace.
The crippled child has a sound foot
now. A little lame child says: MA
will be lame in Heaven mo, my
darling, you won't be lame in Heaven
A little sick child says: Ma, will
be sick in Heaven" mo, my dear
YOU won't he sick in Heaven" A
little blind child says; ma, will | be
blind in Heaven" mo, my dear, yor
won't be blind in Heaven. They are
all well there"
Inotice that the fine gardens some
times have high fences around then
and you can not get in. 1t is so with a
Kings garden. The only glimpse you
ever get of such a garden is when the
king rides out in his splendid carriage
1t is not SO with this garden, thin
Kings garden. / throw wide open the
gate and tell you all to come in.
Whosoever will, may. Choose now
between a desert and garden. Many
of you have tried the Garden of thi,
worlds delight. You hay found it han
been chagrin. So it was with Theo
dore Hook. lie made all tine worlc
laugh. He makes us laugh now wher
we read his poems; but he could moi
make his own heart laugh. While in
the midst of his festivities he confront
ed loolling-glass, and he saw himseli
and said: There, that is true. looh
Just as am; done up in body, mind
and purse" So it was of Shenstone, OF
whose garden told you at the begin
ming of my sermon. lie sat down amid
those bowers and said: Il have lost my
road to happiness. l am angry and
envious and frantic, and despise every.
thing around me just as it becomes q
mailman to do"
o, We weary souls! Come into Christ's
garden to-day and pluck little hearts
ease. Christ is the only rest and the
only pardon for perturbed spirit. DC
you not think your chance has almost
come? You men and women who have
been waiting year after year for some
good opportunity in which to accept
Christ, but have postponed it, five, ten,
twenty. thirty years-do you not feel
as if now your hour of deliverance and
pardon and salvation had come? o
man, what grudge hast thou against
thy poor soul that thou wilt not let it
be saved? l feel as if salvation must
come to-day in some of your hearts