The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1896-05-09

Il Il harder FOR some men to do RICH
than for other men to do right. Thu
grace that would elevate you to thu
seventh heaven might not keep you
brother from knocking q man down
had q friend who came to me ant
said; IT dare not Join the church."
saidi "Why?" "Oh," he said. II have
such violent temper. Yesterday
morning was crossing very early a.
the Jersey City ferry, and saw milk
man pour large quantity of water
into the milk can, and said to him
L think that will do and he insulted
me and knocked him down. Do you
think / ought to join the church,
Nevertheless, that very same man, who
was 30 harsh in his behavior, loved
Christ, and could not speak of sacred
things without tears of emotion and
affection. Thorns without, sweetness
within the best specimen of the Mex
lean cactus ever saw.
There are others planted in Christ's
garden who are always radiant, al
ways impressive-more like the roses
of deep hue that we occasionally find,
called "Giants of Battle" the Martin
Luthers, st. Pauls, Chrysostoms, Wick
liffes, Latimers and Samuel Ruther-
fords. What in other men is a spark
in them is confiagration. When
they sweat, they sweat great drops OF
blood. When they pray, their prayer
takes fire. When they preach, it is a
Pentecost. When they fight, 1t Is a
Thermopyle. When they die, II is q
martyrdom. You find . great many
roses In the gardens, but only a few
'Giants of the Battle" Men say:
"Why don't you have more Of them in
the church," 1 say: why don't you
have in the world more HumboldSs and
Wellingtons9" God gives to some ten
talents, 70 another one.
In this garden of the church which
Christ has planted 1 also find the snow
drops, beautiful, but cold-looking,
seemingly another phase OF winter. l
mean those Christians who are precise
in their tastes, unimpassioned, pure as
snowdrops and as cold. They never
shed any tears, they never get excited,
they never say anything rashly, they
never do anything precipitately. Their
pulses never fiutter, their nerves never
twitch, their indignation never boils
over They live longer than most peo-
Pile, but their life is in a minor key.
They never run up to sc" above the
staff. In their music of life they have
no staccato passages. Christ planted
them in the church, and they must be
Of some service or they would not be
there; snowdrops, always snowdrops.
But have not told you of the most
beautiful flower of all this garden
spoken of in the text. If you see a
century plant your emotions are start
I'd. You say: why, this flower has
been hundred years gathering up for
one bloom, and it will be hundred
years more before other petals will
come out" But l have to tell you
Of plant that was gathering
up from all eternity, and that 1900
years ago put forth its bloom never to
wither. 1t is the passion plant of the
Cross! Prophets foretold 1t; Bethlehem
shepherds looked upon it in the bud;
rocks shook at its bursting, and the
lead got up in their winding-shcets to
zee its full bloom. 1t is n crimson
at the roots, blood on
The branches, blood on all the leaves.
It's perfume is to fill all the nations.
It's breath is In Heaven. Come, o
winds from the north and winds from
The south and winds from the east and
winds from the west, and bear to all
the earth the understanding SAVIOR Of
Christ, my Lord!
His worth II all the nations knew,
Surs the whole earth would love Him. too.
Again, the Church in my text is APP
called garden, because it
IS thoroughly irrigated. No garden
could prosper long without plenty of
water. have seen a garden in the
midst of a desert, yet blooming and
luxuriant. All around us was dearth
and bar renness; but there were pipes,
aqueducts, reaching from this garden
up to the mountains, and through
these aqueducts the water came stream
ing down and tossing up into beautiful
until every root and leaf and
flower was saturated. That is like
the church. The church is garden in
the midst of great desert of sin and
but it is well irrigated; for
''our eyes are unto the hills from
whence cometh our help" From the
of Gods strength there flow
down rivers of gladness. There is a
river the stream whereof shall make
glad the city of our God" Preaching
the Gospel is one of the aqueducts.
The Bible is another. Baptism and the
Lords Supper are aaueducts. Water
to slake the thirst, water to wash the
unclean, water tossed high up in the
light of the sun of Righteousness, show
ing us the rainbow around the throne.
Oh, was there ever a garden so thor
oughly irrigated! You know that the
beauty of Versailles and Chatsworth
depends very much upon the great
supply of water. came to the latter
place, Chatsworth, one day when
strangers are not to be admitted; but,
by an inducement which always
seemed as potent with an Englishman
as with an American, / got in, and
then the garnener went far above
the stairs of stone and turned on
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