Connecticut western news., 1897-08-26

Of evil passions ana capslZed midcCean, and they are a thousand miles away from any shore of help. They have for years been trying to dig their way out They have been. digging away and dig ging away, but they can never be deliv cred unless now they will hoist some sig nal of distress. However weak and feeble it may be, Christ will see it and bear down upon the helpless craft and take them on board, and it will be known on earth and in heaven how narrowly they escaped-"e escaped as with the skin of their teeth. "
 There are others who in attempting to come to God must run between great many business perplexities. If man go over to business at 10 o'clock in the morning and come away at 8 o'clock ill the afternoon, he has some time for religion, but how shall you find time for religious contemplation when you are driven from sunrise to sunset and have been for five years going behind ill business and are frequently dunned by creditors whom you cannot pay, and when from Monday morning until Sat urday night you are dodging bills that you cannot meet? You walk day by day in uncertainties that have kept your brain on fire for the past three years. Some with less business troubles than you have gone crazy. The clerk has heard a noise in the back counting room and gone in and found the chief man of the firm a raving maniac, or the wife has heard the bang of pistol in the back parlor and gone ill, stumbling over the dead body of her husband-a suicide. There are men pursued, har- assed, trodden down and scalped of business perplexities. and which way to turn next they do not know. Now God will not be hard on you. He knows what obstacles are in the way of your being Christian, and your first effort in the right direction he will crown with success Do not let satan, with cotton bales, and kegs, and hogsheads, and counters, and stocks of unstable goods, block up your way to heaven Gather up all your energies. Tighten the girdle about your loins. Take an agonizing look into the face of God, and then say, Here goes one grand effort for life eternal" and then bound away for heaven, escaping "as with the skin of your teeth"
 In the last day it will be found that Hugh Latimer, and John Knox, and Huss. and Ridley were not the greatest martyrs. but Christian men who went up incorrupt from the communications and perplexities of Pennsylvania ave- nue, Broad street, State street and Third street. On earth they were called brokers, CT stock jobbers, or retailers, or importers, but in heaven Christian heroes. No fagots were heaped about their feet; no inquisition demanded from them recantation; TO soldier aimed pike at their heart, but they had mental to1tures compared with which all physical consuming is as the breath of spring morning.
 .f Shaken Faith.
 I find in the community large class of men who have been so cheated, so lied about, so outrageously wronged, that they have lost their faith in every thing. In world where everything seems so topsy turvy they do not see how there can be any God. They are con-
 
 Elaborate arguments to prove to them the truth of Christianity or the truth of anything else touch them nowhere. Hear me, all such men. preach to you no rounded periods, no trnamental dis course, but put my hand on your shoul der and invite you into the peace of the gospel. Here is rock on which you i may stand firm, though the waves dash against it harder than the Atlantic, | pitching its surf clear above Eddystone lighthouse. Do not charge upon God all | these troubles of the world. AS long as | the world stuck to God God stuck to the | world, but the earth seeded from his | government, and hence all these out rages and all these woes. God is good. For many hundreds of years he has been | coaxing the world to come back to him, | but the more he has coaxed the more | violent have men been in their resist | ance, and they have stepped back and | stepped back until they have dropped | into ruin.
 Try this God, ye who have had the bloodhounds after you, and who have | thought that God had forgotten you. Try him and see if he will not help. Try 1 him and see if he will not pardon. Try | him and see if he will not save. The | flowers of spring have no bloom so | sweet as the towering of Christ's affec- | tions. The sun hath no warmth con- pared with the glow of his heart The waters have no refreshment like the 1 fountain that will slake the thirst of thy soul. At the moment the reindeer stands with his lip and nostril thrust in the cool mountain torrent, the hunter may be coming through the thicket. | Without cracking stick under his foot, he comes close by the stag, aims
 his gun, draws the trigger, and the poor thing rears ill its death agony and falls
 backward, its antlers crashing on the rocks. But the panting hart that drinks from the water brooks of Gods promise shall never be fatally wounded and shall never die.
 The Worlds Anathema. | This world is a poor portion for your soul, O business manl An eastern king had graven on his tomb two fingers, represented as sounding on each other with a snap, and under them the motto, "All is not worth that" Apicius Cp- lius hanged himself because his stew ard informed him that he had only ESQ, ,000 sterling left. All of this world $ riches make but small inheritance for soul. Robespierre attempted to win the applause of the world, but when he
 was dying woman came rushing through the crowd, crying to him, Murderer of my kindred, descend to
 hell, covered with the curses of every
 mother in France!" Many who have
 expected the plaudits of the world have died under its anathema maranatha.
 Oh, find your peace in Godl Make one strong pull for heaven. No half | way work will do it There sometimes