The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1897-09-03

tainly. though perhaps falling very
slowly" And the cane kept on falling
through John I.ivingston's hand. Tho
religious emotion In the audience was
overpowering. and men saw type OF
their doom az the cane kept falling
and falling until the knob OF the cane
struck Mr.. Livingston's hand, and he
clasped it stoutly and said, But the
grace OF God can stop you. as stopped
that cane;" and then there was glad
ness all through the house at the fact
of pardon and peace and salvation.
We'll" said the people after the serV-
Ice. II guess you had better send LlV-
ingston home; he Is making the revlval
worse" Oh. for the gales from heaven
and Christ on board the ship. Inc
danger of the Church of God Is not IN
revivals
Again, my subject impresses me with
the fact that Jesus was God ana man
in the same being. Here he Is In the
back part OF the boat. oh. how tired
he looks. what sad dreams he must
havei Look at his countenance; ne
must be thinking of the cross to come.
Look at him. he is man-bone oil our
bone, flesh of our flesh. Tired. he fails
asleep; he is a man. But then l ma
Christ at the prov OF the boat; | hear
him say, Peace, be STILL" and l see
the storm kneeling at his feet and the
tempests folding their wings in his
presence; he is a God.
If / have sorrow and trouble, and
want sympathy, | go and kneel down
at the back part of the boat, and say,
20, Christ! weary one of Gennesaret,
sympathiZe with all my SORROWS, man
of Nazareth. man of the cross. A man,
man. But il | want to conquer my
spiritual foes, If ! want to get the VIC
tory over sin, death, and hell, / come
to the front of the boat. and | kneel
down, and / say, 20, Lord Jesus Christ.
thou who dost hush the tempest, hush
all my grief; hush all my temptation,
hush all my sim" A man, man;
God, God
/ learn once more from this subject
that Christ can hush tempest. 1t did
The disciples had given up the idea or
managing the ship; the crew were en-
tirely demoralized; yet Christ rises.
and he puts his foot on the storm. and
it crouches at his feet. Oh. yes.
Christ can hush the tempest.
You have had trouble. Perhaps 1t
was the little child taken away from
ha ocf nF hOuSp-
| hold, the one who asked the most curl
Gus questions, and stood around you
with the greatest fondness, and the
spade cut down through your bleeding
heart. Perhaps it was an only son, ana
your heart has ever since been like
desolated castle, the owls of the night
| hooting among the falling rafters and
the crumbling stairways.
Perhaps il was an aged mother. You
always went 10 her with your troubles
| She was in your home to welcome your
children into life, and when they died
she was there to pity you; that old
hand will do you no more kindness;
that white lock of hair you put away in
the casket, or in the lOcket. did not
| look as well as it usually did when she
| brushed it away from her wrinkled
| brow in the home circle or in the coun-
| try church. Or your property gone,
| you said, Il have so much bank stock,
| have so many government securities,
have so many houses. have so many
farms"-all gone. a.! gone
| Why. all the storms that ever tram
pied with their thunders. all the ship
| wrecks. have not been worse than this
| to you. Yet you have not been COM
| pletely overthrown. Why? Christ
hushed The tempest Your little one
was taken away. Christ says, 81 have
| that little one; / can take care of him
as well as you can. better than you can.
| D bereaved MOTHER flushing the tenn
pest. When your property went away.
| God said, There are treasures in heay-
| en-. in banks that never break"
! There is one storm into which we
will all have to run. the moment when
! we let go of this life. and try TO take
! hold of the next, when we will want
! all the grace We can have-we will
| want it all. YOnder | see Christian
! soul rocking On the surges of death;
! all the powers of darkness seem let out
| against that soul-the swirling wave.
! the thunder of the sky, the screaming
wind all seem TO unite together; but
/ that soul is not troubled: there is no
! signing. there are no tears; plenty OF
/ tears in the room at the departure. but
! he weeps no tears. calm. satisfied,
peaceful; all is well. Jesus hushing the
tempest. By the flash of the storm You
see the harbor just ahead. and you are
making for that harbor. Strike eight
! bells All is well
Into the harDor of heaven now we
/ glide;
! We're home at last. home at last
Softly we drift on its bright. silvry
tide.
We're home at last. hCme at last.
| Glory 20 God. all our dangers are DER.