The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1900-01-06
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They may whis per on some other sub
ject. or they are p~reoccupied. One
cannot tell a story effectually unless
there are good listeners. Well, that
which in my text is called the alet that
is told" has plenty OF listeners. There
is no such thing as solitude, no such
thing as being alone. God listens, and
the air is full of spiritual in.elhgences
all listening. and the world listens 10
the story of our life, some hoping it
will be successful, others hoping it will
be a failure.
We talk about public life and private
life, but there is no private life. The
story of our life, however Insignificant
it may seem 10 be, will win the applause
OF hiss of a great multitude that no
man can number. AS a tale that is
told" among admirers or antagonists.
celestial or pandemoniacs. the universe
is full of listening ear as we'll as of
cleaning eyes. If we say or do the
right thing, that is known. suppose
the population of the intelligences in
the air is more numerous thar the pop
u~lation of inteligences on the earth.
Aye, all the world will yet listen to
and be redeemed by a tale that is told"
We are all telling it, each in his own
way-some by voice, some by pen, some
by artists pencil, some by harp and
some by song; mother telling it to
child, teacher telling it to Sabbath
class, reformer telling il 10 o~utcast.
preacher telling il 10 assemblage. 1be
story of the Loveliest of Heaven coming
down TO this SCARED and blasted island
of a world. He was ordered back from
its shores and struck through with
laDces of human hate as 1901 as be
lanced. Shepherds dog baying on the
hills that Christmas night was better
treated than this rescuer of 4 race. get
keeping right on, brambles on brow.
feet on spikes, fagellated with whips
that had Jumps of lead fastened to
them, through midnight without lap
terms, through storms without a shell
ter, through years that got blacker un-
Ill they ended in q noonGay with the
sun blotted out. Mightiest tale ever
told. and keep on telling it unth the
last sorrow is assuaged ard the last
animosity is quenched and the last des-
ert is white with the lily aud golden
with the cowslip and blue with the
gentian and crimson with the rose.
My text. in referring 10 the years, re-
minds me that in 70 hours this year will
forever have gone away. Ninety-nine
out Of the hundred years of this century
will have disappeared. We have only
one year of the century left. There
ought TO be something especially sug-
gesuve in the last year of a century.
1t ought TO be a year OF unparalleled in
dustries, of unheard of conservation.
Not n person in any of our audiences
this day can remember the first year
of this century. Not n person in any of
our audiences to-day will ever again see
the last year of a century.
Through medical science the worlds
longevity may be greatly improved in
the future, as j; has been in the past,
bat il would not be well for people 20
live 100 long. Some of them would,
through their skill at acquisitiveness.
gather 100 much. and some multi
Inillionaires would become ~billionaires
and trillionaires. and some one would
after awhile pocket Il hemisphere. No.
Death is useful in its financial limita-
tions. and then all have enough sorrows
and annoyauces and sufferings by the
time they become nonagenarians or
centenariaus to make it desirable TO
quit. Besides that, il would not be fair
so long TO keep so many good old peo-
pie out of Heaven. So it is well ar
ranged that those who stand by the
! i aasLIAl - H.
will not be called 10 stand by the death
bed of the twentieth century.
Oh, crowd this last year with prayers.
with ~hosanras, with kind words, with
helpfuiness. Make the peroration of
the century the climax of Christlike
deeds. Close up the ranks of God and
during this remaining 70 months
charge nightly against the host of
AbaddoD. Have no reserve corps. Let
swiftest gospel cavalry gallop, and
heaviest moral artillery roll, and
mightiest evangelistic batteries thun-
der IN the scene. Let ministers of the
Gospel quit all controversy with each
other, and in solid phalanx march out
for the worlds disinthrallment. Let
printing presses, secular and religious,
make combined movement 10 instruct
and emancipate the world. On all the
hills let there be Elijah. praying for "a
great rain" and on every contested
field Joshuas 10 see that final victory is
gained before the sun goes down. and
every mountain become a transfgura-
ton and every Galilee o walking place
for the worlds disenthrallment. Let
us be jealous of every month, of every
week. of every day that passes without
something significant and glorious
wrought for God and this sin cursed
world. Let our churches be thronged
with devout a~ssemblaees. Let the
chorals be more like grand marches
than requiems. Let this coming year
see the last wound of TransvaaI and
Philippine conflict. and the earth quake
with the grounding arms of the last
regiment ever to be marshaled, and the
furnaces of the foundries blaze with the
fires that shall turn the last swords into
plowshares.