Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1899-05-13

spoke. AS you took up the bitter cup
to put it to your lips God said, 'Let it
pass, and forthwith az by the hand
of angels, another cup was put into
your hands. 1t was the cup of Gods
consolation And ms you have sometimes
lifted the head of wounded soldier
and poured wine into his lips. so God
/ puts his left arm under your head and
with his right hand he pours into your
lips the wine of his comfort and his
consolation. and ycu looked at the emp
ty cradle and looked at your broken
heart, and you looked at the Lords
chastisement, and you said, "Even SO.
Father, for so it seemeth good in thy
sight. -
All, it was your first trouble How
did you get over it? God comforted
You. You have been better man ever
since. You have been better woman
ever since In the jar of the closing
gate of the sepulcher you heard the
Changing of the opening gate Of heaven.
and you felt an irresistible drawing
heavenward. You have been spiritually
better ever since that night when the
little one for the last time put its arms
around your neck and said: Good
night, papa Good night. mamma !
Meet me in heavenl'
But must como to your latest sor-
row. What was i'll Perhaps it was
sickness. The child s tread on the stair
or the tick of the watch on the stand
disturbed you. Through the long weary
DAYS You counted the figures in the
carpet or the flowers in the wall paper.
Oh, the WEAKNESS Of exhaustionl Oh,
the burning panssl Would God it were
morning. Would God 1t were night!
was your frequent cry. But you are
better, or perhaps even we'll. Have you
thanked God that today you can come
ont in the fresh air.; at you are in
Your place to hear Goo name and to
sing Gods praise. and t. mplore God 8
helm. and to ask Gods eorgivenessf
Bless. the Lord who healeth all our dis
eases and rcdeemeth our liv 8 from de-
struction
Tears Wiped Away.
Perhaps your last sorrow was t1nan-
cial embarrassment. l congratulate
some of you on your lucrative profess
sion or occupation, on ornate apparel,
on a commodious misunderstanding
you put your hands ON seems to turn to
gold. But there are others Of you who
are like the ship on which Paul sailed
where two seas met, and you are bro
ken by the violence Of the waves. By
an unadyised Endorsement, or by con-
junction of unforeseen events. or by fire
or storm, or a senseless panic, you have
been flung headlong, and where you
once dispensed great charities now you
have hard work to win your daily
bread. Have you forgotten to thank
God for yonr days of prosperity. and
that through your trials some OF you
have made investments which will con-
tinuc after the last bank of this world
has exploded. and the silver and gold
are molten in the fires of burning
world? Have you, amid all your losses
and discouragements. forgot that there
was bread on your table this morning
and that there shall BE- shelter for
your head from the storm, and there is
air for your lungs, and blood for your
heart, and light for your eye, and
glad and glorious and triumphant reli-
gion for your soul?
Perhaps your last trouble was be-
reavement That heart which in child
hood was your refuge, the parental
heart, and which has been a source of
the quickest sympathy ever since, has
suddenly become silent forever. And
now sometimes. whenever in sudden
annoyance and without deliberation you
say, II will go and tell mother, " the
thought flashes on you, 81 have no
mother 4" Or the father, with voice less
tender, but with heart as loving, watch
ful of all your ways, exultant over your
success without saying much, although
the old people do talk it over by them
selves, his trembling hand on that staff
which you now keep as family relic,
his memory embalmed in grateful
hearts = is taken sway forever. Or
there was your companion in life, sharer
of your joys and SORROWS. taken, leaving
the heart an old ruin, where the i'll
winds blow over wide wilderness OF
desolation, the sands Of the desert driv-
ing across tho place which once bloom
ed like the garden Of God. And Abra-
ham mourns for Sarah at the cave Of
Machpelah. AS you were moving along
your path in life, suddenly, right be-
fore you. was an open grave. People
looked down, and they saw it was only
a few feet deep and few feet wide,
but to you it was cavern down which
went all your hopes and all your expec-
tations. But cheer up in the name of
the Lord Jesus Christ the Comforter.
He is not going to forsake you. Did the
Lord take that child out of your arms
Why. he is going to shelter it better
than you could He Is going to array it
in white robe and palm branch and
| have it all ready to greet you at your
coming home. Blessed the broken heart
that Jesus healsl Blessed the importu-
nate cry that Jesus compassionatesl
Blessed the weeping eye from which the
soft hand of Jesus wipes away the tear
Glorious Eternity.
Some years ago l was sailing down
the st. John river. which is the Rhine
and the Hudson commingled in one
scene OF beauty and grandeur, and while
Twas on the deck of the steamer gen
tleman pointed out to me the places OF
interest, and he said: All this is inter
val land, and it is the richest land in
all the provinces of New Brunswick and
Nova Scotia. - "What, said |, "do
you mean by interval land =" ''Well,
be said, ''tbis land is submerged for
part of the year; spring freshets come
down, and all these plains are over
flowed with the water, and the water
leaves rich deposit and when the wa