Connecticut western news., 1897-12-23

taking 500 years to swing this way and 500 years to swing that way. Do not let us set up our little spinning wheel beside the loom in which God weaves sunrises and sunsets and auroras. We have the best of authority for saying that "one day with the Lord is as a thousand years, and thousand years as one day" Do not expect that Uz- zah's oxen, even if they do not shy of, but go straight ahead, can keep up with the fire shod lightnings
 But that was not @ slip of the tongue when 1 said that God is never in a hur- ry except in two things Those two things are when he goes to save a re- pentant sinner and comfort a praying mourner. The ono divine hurry was set forth in the parable of the prodigal son, when 1t says, "ths father ran." He was old, and I suppose had as much as he could do to walk, but the sight of his bad boy coming home limbered the stiff knees and heightened the shortened pace of the old man into an athletic stride. "The father ranp' Put it into your oratorios. Sound it with full or chestra. Repeat it through all heavens, "The father ranp' O soul farthest off, come back, and God, your Father, will come out to meet you at full run ] The other time when God is in a hurry is when troubled soul calls for oom- fort Then the Bible represents the di- vine gait and swing and velocity by the reindeer, saying, "Be thou like roe or k. AEA ko, ~ Bether." That parenthesis 1 put in thinking that there may be some repent ant sinner who wants to find pardon or some mourning soul who needs comfort, and therefore 1 mention the two things about which God is in a great hurry.
 Be Patient.
 But concerning all the vast things of Gods government of the universe be patient with the carrying out of plans beyond our measurement. Naturalists tell us that there are insects that are born and die within an hour and that there are several generations of them in one day. and if one of those July insects of an hour should say: "How slow everything goesl I was told in the chrysalis state by wondrous instinct that I would find in this world seasons of the year-spring, summer, autumn and winter. But where are the au- tumnal forests upholstered in fire, and where are the glorious springtimes, with orchards waving their censers of per fume before the altars of the morning? do not believe there are any autumns or springtimes
 If then a golden eagle, many years old. in a cage nearby heard the hum of that complaining insect, it might we'll answer: 70 summer insect of an hour, though your life is so short you cannot see the magnificent turn of the seasons, can testify as to their reality, for have seen them roll. When I was young and before was imprisoned in this cage l brushed their gorgeous leaf age and their fragrant blossoms with my own wing. You live an hour, have lived 80 years. But in one of my flights high up, the gate of heaven open for 8 soul to go in or seraph to come out, heard the choirs chanting, From ev- erlasting to everlasting thou art God. And it was an antiphonal in which all heaven responded, From everlasting to everlasting thou art God O man, o woman, so far as your earthly ex. istence is concerned, only the insect of an hour, be not impatient with the workings of the Omnipotent and the Eternal.
 And now, for your solace and your safety, ask you to come under the shelter and into the deep olefts and the almighty defense of rock that is high CT than you, higher than any Gibraltar, higher than the Himalayas-the Rock of Ages-that will shelter you from the storm. that will hide you from your enemies, that will stand when the earthquakes of the last day get their pry under the mountains and hurl them into seas boiling with the fires which are already burning their way out from red hot centers toward the surfaces, which are already here and there spout ing with fire amid the quaking of the mountains, under the look and touch of him of whom it is said in the sublim. est sentence ever written, "He looketh upon the mountains and they tremble, he toucheth the hills and they smoke " Rie you one and all to the Rock of Ages. And now, as before this sermon on the rocks gave out the significant and appropriate hymn "How firm g foundation ye saints of the Lord" will give out after this sermon on the rocks the significant and appropriate hymn:
 Rock of Ages. cleft for me,
 Let me hide myself in theeI