The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1898-11-26

| $4,000 than you did before? Some Of
the poorest men have ever known have
been those of great fortune. a man of
small means may be put in great bust
ness straits. but the ghastliest of all
embarrassments is that of the man who
has large estates. The men who com
nit suicide because of monetary losst S
are those who cannot bear the burden
any more because they have only S5C,-
600 left.
Blessed be God. we have more adj
vantages given us than we can really
appreciate! We have spiritual bless
ings offered us in this world which |
shall call the neither springs and glories
IN the world to come which shall call
the upper springs.
Where shall | find words enough
threaded with light to set forth the
| pleasures of religion? David. unable to
describe it in words, played il on n
| harp. Mrs. IIemans. not finding enough
power in prose. sings that praise in a
Cunto. Christopher Wren, unable to de-
scribe it in language. sprung il into the
arches of St. Paul's. John Bunyan. un-
| able to present il in ordinary phrase
ology, takes all the fascination of allie
| cory. Handel, with ordinary music un-
able to reach the height of the theme,
rouses il up in an oratorio. Oh, there is
10 life on earth so happy as a really
| Christian life! / do not mean a sham
Christian life. but n real Christian life.
| Where there is thorn there is a whole
garland of roses. Where there is one
groan there are three doxologies.
Where there is one day of cloud there is
4 whole season of sunshine. Take the
humblest Christian man that you know
angels of God canopy him with their
white wings; the lightnings of Heaven
are his armed allies; the Lord is his
shepherd, picking out for him green
pastures by still waters. If he walk
forth. Heaven is his bodyguard. If he
lie down 20 sleep, ladders of light, angel
hlossoming. are let into his dreams. If
lie be thirsty, the potentates of Heaven
are his cupbearers. If he sit down to
food, his plain table blooms into the
Kings banquet. Men say: Look at
that odd fellow with the wornout
coat" The angels of God cry: Lift up
your heads, We everlasting gates. and
let him come I'M" Fastidious people
cry: Get Off my front steps," The
doorkeepers of Heaven cry: Come, We
Blessed of my Father, inherit the King
Gom." When he comes to die, though
he may be carried out in n pine box to
the potter's field, TO that potter's field
The chariots of Christ will come down,
and the cavalcade will crowd all the
boulevards of Heaven.
bless Christ for the present satisfac-
ton of religion. 1t makes man all
right with reference to the past; it
makes man all right with reference to
the future. Oh, these neither springs of
comfort! They are perennial. The
foundation of God standeth sure having
this seal: "The Lord knoweth them
that are His" "The mountains shall
iepart, and the hills be removed, but
my kindness shall not depart from thee,
neither shall the covenant of my peace
le removed, saith the Lord. who hath
mercy upon thee" Oh, cluster of dia-
lnonds set in FURNISHED gold! Oh,
neither springs of comfort bursting
through all the valleys of trial and trib-
ulation, When you see, you of the
world, what satisfaction there is on
earth in religion, do you not thirst after
il as the daughter of Caleb thirsted
after the water springs? 1t is no stag
nant pond, scummed over with ma
laria, but springs of water leaping
al r.,
cup of that spring water and across the
top of the chalicc will float the delicate
shadows of the Heavenly wall. the yell
low of jasper, the green of emerald, the
blue of sardonyx, the fire of jacinth.
| wish could make you understand
the JOY religion is to some of us. 1t
makes man happy while he lives and
glad when he dies. With two feet upon
a chair and bursting with dropsies. l
heard an old man in the poorhouse cry
out: "Bless the Lord, oh, my SOUL" l
looked around and said: "What has this
man got TO thank God forY' 1t makes
the lame man leap as hare and the
dumb sing. They say that the old Puri-
tan religion is n juiceless and joyless
reIPlOn, Duu TeIlcluDeT Te'iulllB Ol Dr.
Goodwin, the celebrated Puritan, who
in his last moment said: rs this dy-
ing? Why, my bow abides in strength!
am swallowed up in God!" Her ways
are ways of pleasantness, and all her
paths are peace" Oh, you who have
been trying to satisfy yourselves with
the south land" of this world, do you
not feel that you would this morn
ing like to have access to the neither
springs of spiritual comfort? Would
you not like to have Jesus Christ bend
over your cradle and bless your table
and heal your wounds and strew flowers
of consolation all up and down the
graves of your dead?
IT'S religion that can give
Sweetest pleasures while we live.
IT'S religion can supply
Sweetestseemfort when we die.
But | have something better to tell
YOU, suggested by this text. 1t seems
that old Father Caleb on the wedding
day OF his daughter wanted to make her
just as happy as possible. Though 9th
mel was taking her away and his heart
was almost broken because she was
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