The Opelousas courier., 1900-08-04

a pretty Christian!" Does that young
man find it smooth sailing when he tries
to follow Christ? Or you remember a
Christian girl. Her father despises the
Christian religion. her mother despises
sisters seoff at the Christian religion; she
can hardly find q quiet place in which to
say her prayers. Did size find it smooth
sailing when she tried to follow Jesus
Chri8? oh. no! Ali who would live the
life Of the Christian religion must suffer
persecution. If you do not find it in one
way you will get it in another way But
be not disheartened! Take courage. You
are in a glorious compromising. G9d-
will see you through all trials, and He
will deliver you. :.
MY subject also inpresses me with the
fact that good people sometimes get fright
ened. In the tones of these disciples as
they rushed into the back part of the
boat I find they are frightened almost to
death. They say, Master. carest Thou
not that we perish?"' They had no reason
to be frightened, for Christ was IN the
would have been just as much affrighted.
Perhaps more. In all ages very good peo-
so in our day, and men say: "Why, look
at the bad lectures. Look at the various
errors going over the church Of God. We
are going to founder. The church is going
to perish. She is going down." Oh, how
EQUITY in our day and think the church OF
Jesus Christ is going to be overthrow,
and are just as much affrighted as were
the disciples of my text Don't worry,
don't fret, as though iniquity were going
to triumph over righteousness. A lion
goes into a cavern to sleep. He lies down
with his shaggy name covering the paws.
fa--,,,i1z Az zo,lor1 orsa n yvnh any0cS
the mouth OF, the cavern and say, we
have captured him." Gossamer thread
after gdssamer thread until the whole
front of the cavern is covered with the
spiders web, and the spiders say, "The
lion is done; the lion is fast" After
awhile the lion has got through sleeping.
He rouses himself, he shakes his name, he
even know the spiders web is spun, and
with his roar he shakes the mountain. So
men come spinning their sophistriec and
skepticism about Jesus Christ. He seems
to be sleeping. They say: I'VE have caR
tured the Lord. He will never come forth
again upon the nation. Christ is overcome
forever t v His amon religion g,en J yill Inc never sft make sxb b1y
the Lion of the tribe of Judah will rouse
Himself and come forth to shake nightly
the nations. What's a spiders web to the
aroused lion? Give truth and error a fair
grapple, and truth will come off victor.
Do not be afraid OF q great revival. oh,
that such gales from heaven might sweep
II through r, sa Rfic6 our e RS u saw On r f Rpq 5aed
and Robert McCheyne saw in Dundee!
Oh, for such days is Jonathan Edwards
saw in Northampton! / have often heard
my father tell of the fact that in the early
part of this century there broke out a re-
vival at Somerville, n. J. and some ,peo9-
pie were, very much agitated about 1t.
They said: You are going to bring q nso to g
and they sent down to New Brunswick
to get John Livingston to stop the re-
viva1. We'll, there was no better soul in
all the world than John Livingston. He
went and looked at the revival: They
wanted him to stop it. He stood in the
pulpit on the Lords day and looked over
the solemn auditory and he said: This,
Beware how you, stop it" And he was
an old man, leaning heavily on his staff.
a very old man. And he lifted that staff
and took hold of the small end of the staff
and began to let it fall slowly through be,
tween the finger and the thumb, and he
ing now-falling from life, falling away
from peace and heaven, falling as certain:
" as that cane is falling through my hand
falling certainly, though perhaps falling
SLOWLY" And the zane kept on falling
through John Livingston's hand. The re
ligious emotion in the audience was over
towering, and men saw a type Of then
until the knob of The cane struck Mr.
| Livingston's hand, and he clasped it stout
" and said: "But the grace of God car
| step You as / stopped that cane, and
then there was gladnessnall throughS the
house at the fact Of pardon and peacs and
salvation. "Well," said TIE ~peopb|aftel
the service, 81 guess you had better g No
vival worse" oh, for gales laver
to sweep all the continents! The danger
I learn once more from this subject thai
Christ can hush a tempest. It did seen
as il everything must go to ruin: The dis
ciples had given up The idea Of managing
the ship; the crew were entirely demoral
crouches at His feet. oh, yes, Christ car
hush the tempest! You have had trouble
Perhaps it was the little child taken away
from you-the sweetest child of the house
hold, the one who asked the most curious
questions, and stood around you with thu
greatest fondness, and the spade cut dow
through your bleeding heart. Perhaps i
since been like a desolated castle. the owl
Of the night hooting among. the fallel
arches and the crumblins stairways. @
all your property swept away, you said
tI had so much bank stock; / had SO man,
Government securities; / had so man.
houses; / had 50 manv farms-all gone
al gone" Why, sir. all the storms tina
shipwrecks. have not been worse than thi
to you. Yet you have not been complete
" oyerthrown. Why? Christ says: "
have that little one in My keeping. l ca
care for him as well as you an, bette
than you can, o bereaved mother!" Husl
ing the tempest. When your property wen
away away God said, ''There are treasure
in heaven in banks that never break.
Jesus hushing the tempest. d.
There is one storm into which we WI
all have to run. The moment when "
let go of this world, and try to take hoi
i of the next we will want all the grace DO
sible. Yonder I see a Christian soul rocl
ing on the surges of death. All the power
Of darkness seem let out against that sol
sky. the shrek of the wind, all seem t
unite together. But that soul is nc
troubled. There is nc signing, there are n
tears: plenty of tears in the room at tn
departure, but he weeps no tears-caln
satisfied and peaceful; all is well. By til
fash Of the storm you see the harbor jus
ahead, and you are making for that Ia
Dor. All shall be well, Jesus being OF
pilot. m
Into the harbor Of heaven now we gliGSS
We're home at last, home at last.
Softly we drift on the bright, sllv>ry it'd
We're home at last.
GLORY to God, all our dangers are Ger;
We stand secure on the gloriied shore
Glory to God, we viii shout evermore,
We're home at last-
Regard suffering as a vocation, having i
special duties and offering its special grae'
Saw secretly of it, Here for the present lii
tlly allotted task. Q my soul; consider no
much may be made OF this period; no