Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1899-05-11

were morning. would God il were night,
was your frequent cry. But Won are
better. or perhaps even well. Have you
thanked tod that to-day YOU can come
out in the fresh air: that Won are in
Your place tn hear Gods name and TO
sing Gods praise and to implorc Gods
help and To ask Gods forgiveness?
Bless the Lord who hcalcth all our dis
eases and rrdecmcth our lives from de-
struction.
Perhaps Your last SORROW was a finan-
cial embarrassment. congratulate
some Of YOU ON your lucrative profess
zion or occupation, on ornate apparel.
on a connections reSiGcncc-cvery-
thing you put your hands on seems to
turn tn gold. But there are others of
YOU who are like the ship on which
Paul sailed where two seas met, and
YOU are broken hy the violence of the
waves. Hy an unadviscd Endorsement.
or by a con junction of unforeseen
events. or by fire or storm, or n sense
less panic. YOU have been flung head
long, and where you once dispensed
( great charities YOU now have hard
work tn win your daily bread. Have
YOU forgotten To thank God for YOUR
, days of prosperity and that through
/ YOUR trials some of YOU have made in
! Vcstmcnts which will continue n fter the
last bank of this world has exploded
and the silver and gold are molten in
1 the fires OF a burning world? Have you.
amid all YOUR losses and discourage
! mcnts. forgot that there was bread on
/ your table this morning and that there
/ shall he a shelter for YOUR head from
/ the storm, and there is air for your
| InugS and blood Tor YOUR heart and
/ light for your eye and glad and glo-
rious and triumphant religion for your
soulr
! Perhaps your last trouble was a be-
rcayemcnt. That heart which in child
hood was YOUR refuge. the parental
heart, and which has been n source of
the quickest sympathy ever since, has
! suddenly become silent forever. And
now sometimes. whenever in sudden an
noyance and without deliberation YOU
say: Il will go and tell mother" the
| thought flashes on YOU: Il have no
mother" Or the father. with voice less
/ tender. but with heart as loving. watch
full of all your ways. exultant over
YOUR success without saying much. al
though the old people do talk il over
by themselves. his trembling hand on
that staff which you now keep as a
family relic. his memory embalmed in
grateful hcarts-is taken away for
ever. Or there was your companion in
life. sharrr of your joys and sorrows.
taken. leaving the heart an old ruin.
where the i'll winds blow over wild will
derncSS of dcsolation, the sands of the
desert driving across the place which
once bloomed like the garden of God.
And Abraham mourns for Sarah at the
cave of Machpelah. As YOU were NOV
ing along your path in life. suddenly.
| right before YOU, was an open grave.
People looked down. and they saw il
was only few feet deep and a few feet
wide. but to YOU il was a cavern. down
which went all your hopes and all your
expectations. But cheer up. in the
name of the Lord Jesus Christ. the Com
furter. He is not going to forsake you.
Did the Lord take that child out OF
your arms: Why, He is going to shell
ter il better than you could. lie is
going to array il in white robe and
palm branch and have it all ready to
greet you at your coming home. Blessed
the broken heart that Jesus heals.
Blessed the importunate cry that Jesus
compassionates. Blessed the weeping
eve from which the soft hand of Jesus
wipes away the tear.
Some years ago l was sailing down
the ST. John river. which is the Rhine
and the Hudson commingled, and W lille
! was on the deck of the steamer a
gentleman pointed out 10 me the places
of interest. and he said: ''All this is in
terval land, and it is the richest land in
all the PEa'--s>A1Ssw Brunswick and
Nova - Ill do YOU
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