The Penn's Grove record., 1896-10-30
NUMBER 10

OF preaching, but II - the " inter- gram; aud
though the SHOWS OF VOL Illness may come
down upon it, it will yield after awhile giort-
Gus harvest. Let US be sure We sow the
right kind oil seed. Sow mnlian stalk and
null en- stalk will come up. Sow Canada
thistles and Canaia thisrles will co M up.
Sow wheat uni wheat will come up. Let us
distinguish between truth and error. Let
us know the If .ren.e between whaat and
he lebore, oat aud henba1e.
Again, / remark. in grace as in the farm
there must he n harro wing. ! refer no. not
10 a harrow that goes over tbs fel in order
TO prepare the grouui for the sail, hut a har-
row which goes over after the seel is gown,
lest the birds pick up tho seed, stnkins IT
down into the earth so that it can take root.
You know a harrow. It is made Of bars of
wood natlet across each other, AMI the IN
derside OF each bar Is furnished with sharp
teeth, and the horses are Mitchell to It, it
goes tearing and Ielptng across te field,
driving the seed down Into th5esrta until IL
springs Up in the harvest, Bereavement,
sorrow, persecution arA the Lords harrows
to sink the Gospel truth in your heart.
These were truths that you heard thirty
wears ago; they have not affected YOU until
recently. Some greIt trouble eams over you,
and the truth was narrowed in. and 1t has
come up. What did God mean In this coun-
try in 1857? Fora century there was the Cos
pei preached, but q great deal Of It produced
no result, Then God harnesse1 4 wild
panic to a harrow Of comm rcial disaster,
and that harrow won't down Wall street, and
uD Wall street, down Third s%trSet, AMI up
Third street, down state street, and up State
street, down Pennsylvania avenue, and up
Pennsylvania avenue, until the whole land
was torn to pieces as ii hal never teen be-
fore. What followed the harrow a great
awakening in which there were 10000
sou S brought into the Kingdom Of
mn Lord No 1aurr1,U No prpr
Again. I remark, in zraee as In the farm
there must be a reaoing. Many Christians
speak of religion as though it were a matter
OF economics or insurance. They expect TO
reap in the next world, Oh no! Now Is the
time to reap. Gather up the Joy Of the
Christian religion this morning this after
noon, this night. Ifyou have not as much
grace as you would like to have, thank God
for what you have, and prav Tor more. You
are no worse ens'aved than Jos ph, no worse
troubled than was David, no worse scourged
than was Paul. Yet, amid the rafting Of
fetters and amid the gloom Of dungeons, and
amid the horror Of shtpwreek, they
triumphed in the gracH Of God. The weakest
mar In the house to-day has 500 acres OF
spiritual Joy all ripe. Why do you not go
and rear it? You have been grooming over
your infrmittes for thirty years. Now give
one rocni shout over your emancipation.
You say you have 1t so hard; You might have
1t worsp. You wou!er why this great cold
trouble keeps revolving through your soul.
turning and turning with a black hand Oh
the crank. All, that trouble is the grind
stone on which you are to sharpen your
sickle. To the fsltsl Wake up! Take of
your green spsotacies, your blue spectacle,
your black spectac'es. Pull up the corners
of your mouth rs far as you pulIthsm dow
To the fields! Reap, reap!
Again, I remark, In grace as in farming,
there is a time for threshinR, l tell you
b!uutly that is death, Just as the farmer
with a fail beats the wheat out OF the straw,
so death beats the soul out OF the body.
Every sickness Is d stoke OF the fail, andthe
sIck-Dei Is the threshing floor, What, say
you, Is death TO q good man only taking the
wheat out of the straw That Is all. Al
aged man has fallen asleep. Only yesterday
you saw him in the sunny porch playing
-Aith his grandchildren. Calmly be received
thu message to leave this world. He bade IA
pleasant good-bys to his old frien IS. The
telegraph carries the tidiugs, ami on swift
rail trains the kindred come, wanting once
more to look on the face OF dear old grand
father, Brush back the gray hairs from his
brow; it will never ache again. Put hin
away in the siumber Of the tomb. He will
not be afraid Of that night, Grandfather was
never afraid of anything. He will rise III
the morning of the resurrection. Grandtsth-
or was always the first to rise, His voice has
already mingle in the doxotogy Of Heaven
Grandfather always did sing in church,
Anything gnasty in thaIt No. The thresh-
ing OF the wheat out OF the straw. That lie
all.
The Saviour folds a lamb in His bosom,
The little child filled all the house. with her
music, and her toys Gre scattered all up and
down the stairs just as she left tIen, What
II the hand that piucked foGr-o'clocks out
Of the meadow is still? It will wave in the
a,a~naI Yrf,,rapb What n thA yDt1n that
made music in the home Is stit2 1t will sing
the eternal hosinna. Put q white rose in one
hand, a red rose in the other hand, and a
wreath OF orange blossoms on the brow; the
white flower for the victory, tbs ret flower
for the Saviour's sacrifice, the orange bios
SONS for her marriage day. Anything ghast-
ly aboutthati On, no! The sun went down
and the flower shut, This wheat threshet
out Of the straw. "Dear Lord. give me
Sleep" said a dying boy. the son of one of
my elders, 'dear Lord, give me Sleep
Aud he closed his eyes aud awoke in glory,
Henry W. Longtellow, writing a letter OF
coincidence TO those pRren's, said, "Ehoss
last words were beautifully poetic" Aud
MI. Longfellow knew what is poetic. "pear
Lord, give me sleep"
Twas notIn cruelty, not In wrath
That the reaper came that day
Twas au angel that visited the earth
And took the flower away.
So 1t may be with US when our woFA is ali
done. ''Dear Lord, give ne s,eep.'
1 have ono more thought TO presapt. l
nave spoken Of the blowing OF the So wing,
OF the narrowing, OF the reaping, of ths
threshing. l must o speak d moment Of
the garnering.
Where is the garuer2 Neei I tell YOU
Oh, no. So many have Sone out from your
own eircles-yea, from your own family,
that you have hal your eyes on that garner
for many a year, What a hard time soma
OF them hadl In Gethsemaues OF suffering,
they sweat great drops Of blood. They
took the soup of trembling" and they put
II to their hot lips and they cried, "lt Il be
possible, let this cup pass from me" With
tongues OF burning agony they cried, 10
Lord, deliver my sop4!" But they got over
1t. They all got over il. Garneredl Their
tears wiped away their battles all ended;
their burdens lifted. Gsrnered! Tit Lord
Of the harvest will not allow those sheAves
to perish in the equinoN Garnered, Some
Of us remember, on The farm, that the
sheayes were put on the top Of the rack
| which surmounted the wagon, and these
sheaves were piled higher and higher, and
after a while the horses started Tor the BARN.
and these saeaves swayed TO and fro In the
/ wind, and the old wagon creaked, aud the
horses made a strug Gle, aud pulled SO hard
the harness cane 10 IN loops OF leather on
on their backs, and when the front wheel
struck the elevated door OF the barn It
seemed as IL the load would go no father,
until the workmen gave a great shout, and
then with one last tremendous ST. ain, the
horses pulled in the load; they were unhar-
messed, and iorkful after forkful OF grain
fell into the NOV. On, my ~frisnis, our get
ting to heaven may be a pull, a hard pull, a
very hard pull; but these sheSyes arc bound
TO 60 IL. The Lord Of the harvest has prom
ised It. ! see the loaf at last coming to
the door OF the heavenly garner, This
saeaves Of the Christian soul sway to and fro
in the wind ofdea,b, and the old body creaks
uuder the load, aud as the load strikes the
noor Of the celestial garner, 1t seems as II 1t
can 20 no farther, Ii Is the last struggle
until the voices Of angels and the voices Of
our departed kindred and the welcoming
voice II Got shall send the harvest rolling
into the eternal triumph, while all up and
down the sky the cry is heard: Harvest
homel harvest homsl'
Hope awakens courage. lie who can
implnnt courage in the human soul is
the best physician.
Great sous attract sorrows "a noun