The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1897-08-14

some plain shoresman, in rough fish
ing-smack, and with broken oarlocks,
goes out and gets the crew and pas
sengers, and brings them ashore in
safety.
The work of n religious teacher is to
ave men; and though every law of
grammar should be snapped in the
undertaking, and there be nothing but
awkwardness and laundering in the
mode, all hail to the man who saves a
soul. Christ, in His preaching, was
plain, earnest and wonderfully sympa-
thetic. We cannot dragoon men into
Heaven. We cannot drive them in
with the butt end of a catechism. We
waste our time in trying to catch flies
with acids instead of the sweet honey
comb of the gospel. We try to make
crabapples do the work of pome-
granates.
Again: Jesus was wonderful in His
sorrows. The sun smote Him, and the
cold chilled Him, the rain pelted Him,
thirst parched Him, and hunger eX-
hausted Him. Shall l compare His
sorrow to the sea? No; for that is
sometimes hushed into a calm. Shall
1 compare it with the night? No; for
that sometimes CLEANS with Orion, or
kindles with Aurora. If one thorn
should be thrust through your temple
you would faint. But here is a whole
crown made from the Rhamnus
or Spina C"hristi-small, sharp, sting
ing thorns. The mob makes a cross.
They put dow the long beam, and
on 1t they fasten a shorter beam. Got
Him at last. Those hands, that have
been doing kindness N wiping away
tears-hear the hammer driving the
spikes through them. Those feet,
that have been going about on minis
trations of mercy battered against
the cross. Then they lift it up. Lookl
look! look! Who will help Him now?
Come, men of Jerusalem-ye whose
dead He brought to life; We whose sick
He healed; who will help Him? Who
will seize the weapons of the soldiers?
None to help! Having carried such a
cross for us, shall we refuse to take
our cross for Him?
You know the process of migrating.
You bore a hole into a tree, and put in
the branch of another tree. This tree
of the cross was hard and tough, but
into the holes where the nails went
there have grated branches of the
Tree of Life that now bear fruit for all
nations. The original tree was bitter,
but the branches migrated were sweet,
and now all the nations pluck the fruit
and live forever.
Again: Christ was wonderful in His
victories.
First-over the forces of nature.
The sea is a crystal sepulchre. 1t
swallowed the Central America, the
President, and the Spanish Armada as
easily as any fly that ever fioated on it.
The inland lakes are fully as terrible
in their wrath. Galilee, when aroused
in a storm. is overwhelming; and yet
tina sea crouched in His presence and
licked His feet. He knew all the
waves, and winds. When He beckoned,
they came. When He frowned, they
fed. The heel of His o o made no
indentation on the solidified water.
Medical science has wrought great
changes in rheumatic limbs and dis
eased blood, but when the muscles are
entirely withered no human power can
restore them, but when a limb is once
dead. 1t is dead. But here is a paralytic
his hand l~ifeless. Christ says to him,
Stretch forth thy hand!' and he
stretches it forth.
In the eye infirmary how many dis
eases of hat delicate organ have been
curedi But Jesus says to one born
blind, "Be open!" and the light of
never before beer opened. The frost
or an ax may kill a tree, but Jesus
smites one dead with a word.
Chemistry can do many wonderful
things, but what chemist, at a we'd
A. -rLz, A. zf.a.Aoa- rroua ont
could change apail of water into q cask
of wine?
What human voice could command q
school of fish? Yet here is a voice that
marshals the scaly tribes, until in the
place where they had let down the net
and pulled it up with no fish in it.
they let it down again, and the disco
Piles lay hold and begin to pull, when.
by reason of the multitude of fish, the
net brake.
Nature is His servant The flowers
He twisted them into His sermons;
the winds-they were His lullaby when
He slept in the boat; the rain-it hung
glittering on the thick foliage of the
parallels; the star of Bethlehem-it
a Christmas carol over His birth;
the Focks-they beat a dirge at His
death.
But Christ's victories nave only just
begun. This world is His, and He
must have it. What is the matter in
this country? Why all these financial
troubles? There never will be perma-
pept prosperity in this land until
Christ rules it. This land was discov-
cred for Christ, and until our cities
shall be civilized, and north, south,
- - Cl,.s.N I
rs King and Redeemer, we cannot
baye permanent prosperity. What is
the matter with Spain? with France2
with all of the nations? All the CON
crosses of the nations CANNOT bring
quiet.
When governments not only theo-
retieally, but practically. acknowledge
the Saviour OF the world, there will be
peace everywhere. In that day the
sea will have more ships than now,
but there will not be one ''man-of-
war;" The foundries of the world
will jar with mightier industries, but
there will be no molding of bullets.
Printing presses will fly their cylin-
ders with greater speed, but there
shall go forth no %iniquitous trash.
In laws, in constitutions, on exchange,
iq scientific laboratory, on earth as in
Heaven, Christ shall be called Won
deFfpl. Let that work Of the worlds
regeneration begin in your heart, oh
nearer! 4 Jesus SO kind, a Jesus so
good. 2 Jesus SO loyipg-~hpw can you
help bHt loye Him?
IT is ? beautiful moment when two
persons who have pledged each other,
heart and hand, stand in church, and
have the bapps of marriage pro
claimed, Father and mother, BROTHERS
and sisters stand around the altar.
The minister Of Jesus gives the conn
sci; the ring Is set; earth and Heaven
witness it; the organ sounds and amid
many congratulations they start out
on the path of life together. oh, that
,this Night be your marriage day!
Stand up, IMMORTAL soul. Thy Be