The Grenada sentinel., 1899-08-05

an eve to see our need, such hp to kiss
away our sorrow, such hand to snatch
us out of the fire, such foot to trample
our enemies, such heart to embrace
al, our necessities? ! struggle for some
with which to express Him
He is not like the bursting forth OF
full orchestra; that is too loud. lie is
not like the sea when lashed to rage by
the tempest; that is too boisterous'
He is not like the mountain, it's brow
wreathed with the lightnings; that is
too solitary. Give US softer type
gentler comparison. We have seemed
to sea Him with our eyes and to hear
Him with our ears and to touch him
with our hands. Oh, that to-day tie
might appear to some other one OF our
five senses! Aye, the nostril shall dis
cover His presence. He comes upon US
like spice gales from Heaven. YEA his
garments smell of lasting and all per-
vasive myrrh.
Would that you all knew his sweet
ness! How soon you would turn from
all other attractions! If the philoso-
pher leaped out of his bath in frenzy
Of joy and clapped his haLds and rusneo
through the streets because he had
found the solution of mathematical
problem, how will You feel leaping
from the fountain of Saviour's mercy
and pardon, washed clean and made
white as snow, when the question has
been solved: "How can my soul be
saved?" Naked, frostbitten, storm
lashed soul, let Jesus this hour throw
around thee the garments that smell
of myrrh and aloes and cassia out OF
the ivory palaces
Your second curiosity is to know why
the robes of Jesus are odorous with
aloes. There is some difference OF opln-
ion about where these aloes grow, what
is the color of the flower, what is the
particular appearance of the herb. Sui
fee it for you and me to know that
aloes mean bitterness the world over,
and when Christ comes with garments
bearing that particular odor they sug-
gest to me the bitterness of a Sa-
viour's sufferings. We're there ever
such nights as Jesus lived through
nights on the mountains, nights on the
sea. nights in the desert? Who ever
had such hard reception as Jesus
had? A hostelry the first, an unj just
trial in oyer and terminer another, a
foul-mouthed, yelling mob the last.
Was there space on His back as wide
as your two fingers where he was not
whipped? Was there space on His
brow an inch square where he was not
cut of the briers? When the spike
struck at the instep, did it not go clean
through to the hollow of the foot? Oh,
long, deep, bitter pilgrimage! Aloes'
aloes!
John leaned his head on Christ. but
who did Christ lean on? Five thousant
men fed by the Saviour. Who fec
jesus? The sympathy of Saviour:
heart going out to the leper and tht
adultress; but who soothed Christ? III
had a fit place neither to be born nor tt
die. A poor babe! A poor lad' A poo
Young man! Not so much as taper Il
cheer His dying hours. Even the can
die of the sun snuffed out. Was it no
r all aloes? Our sins, sorrows, bereave
ments, losses and all the agonies
. earth and hell picked up as in one clus
d, ter and squeezed into one cup tina
l pressed to His lips until the acid, nau
seating, bitter draft was swallowe'
with a distorted countenance and
! shudder from head to foot and
+" gurgling stranguIation. Aloes! Aloei
e Nothing but aloes! All this for Him
s self? All this to get the fame in tn
e world of being martyr? All this il
0 a spirit OF stubborless, because he dl
u not like Caesar? No, no! All this bt
e cause He wanted to pluck me and 20
S from hell. Because He wanted I
+ raise me and you to Heaven. Eecars
q we were lost, and He wanted us fount
t Because we we're blind, and He wante
e us to see. Because we were serfs, an
S He wanted us manumitted. y !
e in whose cup of life the saccha
It inc has predominated; o ye wh
5. have had bright and sparkling be
= erages, how do you feel towar
d Him who in your stead and to pun has
+ YOUR disinthrallment took the aloe
It the unsavory aloes, the bitter aloes?
J. Your third curiosity is to know WI
t. these garments of Christ are odoro1
with cussia. This was a plant whit
;e grew in India and the adjoining island
n You do not care to hear what kind OF
r flower it had or wha, kind of stalk.
It is enough for me to tell you that it WI
a used incidentally. In that land and
e, that age, where they knew but l't'
:e about pharmacy, cassia was used to
is rest many forms of disease. So, when
d my text we find Christ coming with ga
a. men:s that smell OF cassia, 1t sugges
10 to me the healing and curative power
lp the Son of God. oh you say. mo
IT you have a superhuous idea! We a
1t not sick. Why do we want cassia? '
p, are athletic. Our respiration is perfc'
N Our limbs are 1.-THE, and on bright co
II days we feel we could bound like roe
,e | beg to differ, my brother. from 20
r. None of you can lie better in physic
'e health than am, and yet must say
m are all sick. have taken the diagnos
III of your case and have examined all
in best authorities on the subject, and