St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1898-07-02

Why, is not = man free when he gets
rid Of his sins? The sins of the tongue
gone; the sins Of action gone; the sins
Of the mind gone. All the'transgres-
sions OF so, 40, so, 20 years gone-no
more in the soul than the malaria that
foated in the atmosphere = thousand
years ago; for when my Lord Jesus
pardons . man He purdons him and
there is no halfway work about it
Here l see . beggar going along the
turnpike road. He is worn ont with
disease. He is stiff in his joints He
is ulcered all over. He has rheum in
his eyes He is sick and wasted. He
is in rags Every time he puts down
his swollen feet he cries: s'Oh, the
paint" He sees fountain by the
roadside under a tree, and he crawls
up to that fountain and says: II
must wash. Here / may cool my nj
GERS. Here l may get rested" He
stoops down, and scoops up in the
palm of his hands enough water to
Stake his thirst; and that is all gone.
Then he stoops down and begins to
wash his eyes; and the rheum is all
gone. Then he puts in his swollen
feet, and the swelling is gone. Then,
willing no longer to be only half cured,
he plunges in and his whole body is
laved in the stream, and he gets upon
the bank well. Meantime the owner
of the mansion up yonder comes
down, walking through the ravine
with his only son, and he sees the
bundle of rags, and asks: "Whose
rags are these?" A voice from
the fountain says: Those are my
rags" Then says the master to his
son: go up to the house and get the
best new suit you can End and bring
it down." And he brings down the
clothes, and the beggar is clothed in
them, and he looks around and says:
Il was filthy, but now am clean. I
was ragged. but now I am ROBBED I
was blind, but now see. Glory be to
the owner of that mansion: and glory
be to that son who brought me that
suit of clothes; and glory be to this
fountain, where / have washed, and
where all who will may wash and be
clean" Where sin abounded, grace
doth much more abound. The bird has
been dipped now, let it fly away.
The next thing / noticed about this
bird, when it was loosened land this is
the main ideal, is, that it flew away.
Which way did it 60? When you let
bird loose from your grasp. which way
does it fly? Up. What are wings for?
To fly with. Is there anything in the
suggestion of the direction taken by |
that bird to indicate which way we
ought to 60?
Rise my soul. and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace,
Rise from transitory things |
To Heaven thy native place"
We should be going Heavenward.
That is the suggestion. But I know |
that we have great many drawbacks.
You had them this morning perhaps
You had them yesterday, or the day
before; and although you want to be
going Heavenward, you are constantly /
discouraged. But suppose when that
bird went out of the priests hands it
went by Observation-Disclosures stoop-
ing. A bird does not shoot directly /
up. but this is the motion OF bird.
So the soul scars toward God, rising
up in love, and sometimes depressed by
trial. It does not always go in the
direction it would like to. But the
main course is right There is one
passage in the Bible which quote
oftener to myself than any other: He
knoweth our frame, and He remem-
bereth that we are dust"