Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1897-01-13

Inc world could have treated Him DETER
IL it had chosen. 1t had all the means for
making His earthly condition comfortable.
Only few years before, when Pompey, the
general, arrived In Brindisi, he was greeted
with arches and a costly column which
celebrated the 100000 people whom he
had killed or conquered, and he was al
lowed to wear his triumphal robe in the
senate. The world had applause for i'm
perial butchers, but buffetinG for the
Prince Of Peace; plenty of golden chalices
for the favored to drink out of. but our
Prince must put His lips to the bucket OF
the well by the roadside after He had begged
for drink. PoOr2 Born in another
table, and cruising the lake in another mans
fishing smack, and buried in another mans
tomb. -Four inspired authors wrote Bis BIZ
ography. and innumerable lives of Christ
have been published, but he composed His
autobiography in a most compressed way.
He said, II have trodden the wine press
alone"
Poor in the estimation OF nearly all the
prosperous classes. They called Him Sab
bath breaker, wine bibber. traitor, bias
phemer and ransacked the dictionary Of op-
probrium from cover to cover to express
their detestation. 1 can think now OF only
two we'll to do men who espoused His cause
-Nicodemus and Joseph OF Arimathea His
friends for the most part were people who, in
that climate where ophthalmia or inf ANNA
tion of the eyeball sweeps ever and anon
as scourge, had become blind, sick
people who were anxious to get well, and
troubled people in whose family there was
some one dead or dying. II He had a purse
at all, il was empty, or we would have heard
what the soldiers did with the contents.
Poor? The pigeon in the doyecot, the rab-
hit in its burrow the silkworm in its cocoon,
the bee In its hive is better provided for,
better off. better sheltered. Aye, the brute
creation has a home on earth, which ChriSs
had not. poet says:
If on windy days the raven
Gambol like dancing skif,
Not the less he loves his haven
On the bosom of the cliff.
If almost with eagle pinion
Ger the Alps the chamois roam,
Yet he has some small dominion
Which no doubt he calls his home.
One of john Bunyan's great books Is en-
titled "Grace Astounding" at Is all OF
grace that | am saved" rs has been on the
lips of hundreds of dying Christians. The
boy Sammy was right when, being exam
ined for admission into church membership,
he was asked, "Whose work was your saliva.
tiOD?" And he answered, "Part mine and
part Gods" TheE the examiner asked,
"What part did you do. Sammy" And the
answer was, II opposed God all could and
He did the restr' Oh. the height Of 1t, the
depth OF it. the length of it, the breadth of
it, the grace OF God Mr.. Fletcher hav-
ing written pamphlet that pleased
the king, the king offered to COM
pensate him, and Fletcher answered.
"There Is only one thing I want, and that
IS more grace" Yes, My blood bought
hearers grace to live by and gracs 10 die by.
Grace that saved the publican; that saved
Lydia; that saved the dying thief; that
saved the jailer; that saved me. But the
riches of that grace will not be fully under
stood until heaven breaks in upon the
soul. An old Scotchman who had been
soldier in one of the European wars was
sick and dying in one of our American
hospitals. His one desire was to see Scotland
and his old home and once again walk
the heather Of the highlands and near
the bagpipes Of the Scotch regiments. The
night that the old Scotch soldier died
young man, somewhat reckless. but
kihd-hearted. got a company of musicians
to come and play under the old soldiers
window, and among the Instruments there
was a bagpige. The instant that the mu-
sicians began the dying old man in delir-
ium said: whats that? What's that?
Why, it's the regiments coming home.
That's the tune-yes, that's the tune.
Thank God, l have got home once moreT'
'Bonnie Scotland and Bonnie Donn!'
were the last words he uttered as he passed
up to the highlands of the better country,
and there are hundreds homesick for heav.
en-, some because you have so many be-
reavements, some because you have 80 many
temptations, some because you have so
many ailments-ho nesick, very homesiok
for the fatherland OF heaven, and the music
that you want to hear now Is the song Of
free grace, and the music that you want to
hear when you die Is free grace, and
forever before the throne of God you will
sing of the "grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
who, though He was rich, for your sakes be-
came pocr."
Yes, yes, for your sakes, 1t was not on a
pleasure excursion that He came, for 1t was
all pain. 1t was not on an astronomical ex-
ploration, for He knew this world as we'll
before He alighted rs afterward. 1t was not
because He was compelled to come, for He
volunteered. 1t was not because 1t was easy,
for He knew that it would be thorn and spike
and hunger and thirst and vociferation Of
angry mobs. 'For your sakesr' To wife
away your tears, to forgive your wrongdo-
ing, to companionship your loneliness, to
soothe your sorrows, to sit with you by the
new made grave, to bind up your wounds
in the ugly battle with the world
and bring you home at last, kindling
up the mists that fall on your
dying vision with the sunlight of glorious
morn. "For your sakesi" No: will change
that. Paul will not care and Chris. will not
care If change 1t, for l must get into the
blessedness of the text myself, and 80 1 say,
"For our sakes!'' For we all have our
and bereavements and conflicts.
to be expatriated into world as much
poorer than this. than this earth Is poorer
than heaven. For our sakesi But what a
frightful coming down to take US gloriously
up!
When Artaxerxes was hunting, Tirebszus,
who was attending him. showed the king
rent in his garments. The king said, "How
shall I mend it?" "By giving II to me-"
said Tirebazus. Then the king gave him the
robe, but commando! him never to wear 1t,
as it would be inappropriate.
But see the startling and comforting fact
while our Prince throws of the robe He
not only allows us 10 wear II, but commands
us to wear 1t, and 1t will become we'll, and
for the poverties OF our spiritual state We
may put on the splendors Of heavenly regale-
ment. For our sakesl Oh, the personality
of this religion! Not an abstraction, not an
arch under which We walk to behold elabo-
rate masonry, not an ice castle like that which
the Empress Elizabeth Of Russia, over 100
years ago, ordered to be constructed, winter
with its trowel of crystals cementing the huge
blocks that had been quarried from the frozen
rivers of the North, but our Fathers house
with the wide hearth cracking hearty well
come. A religion of warmth and Inspiration
and light and cheer, something We can take
into our hearts and homes and business,
recreations and joys and sorrows. Not an
gift, like the galley presented
to Ptolemy, which required 1000 men to row,
and its draft Of water was so great that it
could not come near the shore, but some
thing you can run up any stream Of annoy
ance. however shallow. Enrichmsnt now.
enrichment forever.
-Japal has forty one cities OF over
10000 Inhabitants.
viii an b. Phillips of New Madrid.
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