The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1900-06-15

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better and serve thee more. 1 put this
poor widow oma and these helpless
fatherless children into thy hands. We
have been together in peace a good
while, but now We must look forth to
a better meeting in heaven. And as
for these poor creatures, blndfolded
and infatuated, that stand before me,
CONVEX them before ii be too late, and
may they who nave sat in judgment
in this lonely place on this blessed
morning upon me, a poor, defenseless
fellow creature-may they in the LIST
judgment find hat mercy which they
have refused to me, thy most I'M
worthy but faithful servant Amen
He arose and said, Isabel, the nour
has come of which I spoke to you on
the morning when I proposed hand and
heart to you, and are you willing now,
for the love of God, TO let me die?'
She put her arms around him and
said: The Lord gave and the Lord
hath taken away. Blessed be the name
of the Lord" stop tina sniveling,"
said Claverhouse. Il have a enough
aim, Fire." And the head of John
Brown was scattered on the ground.
While the wife was gathering up in
her apron the fragments or her III
bands head gathering them up for
burial-Claverhouse looked into her
face and said, Now, my good woman,
how do you feel now about your bon
ME MANI" Oh" said, L always
thought we'll of him; he has been very
good to me; / had no reason for think
ing but we'll of him, and l think better
of him now" Oh, what a grand thing
it will be in the last day to see God
pick up his heroes and heroines. Who
are those paupers OF eternity trudglns
off from the gates of heaven? Who
- fhavo Tho ord C1aVprhOuS6 and
the Heroes and those who had scep-
tiers and crowns and thorns, but they
lived for their own ACKNOWLEDGEMENT,
they broke the heart OF nations. He
roes of earth, but auper in eternity.
/ peat the drums OF their eternal des-
pair. Woe, Woe, woe!
THE HEROES OF HEAVEN.
But there is great excitement in hea-
ven. Why long professions?
the tower? 1t is coronation day in
heaven. Who are those rising on the
thrones with crowns of eternal royalty?
They must have been great people on
the earth, world renowned people. No
They taught in ragged school. Taught
in a ragged school! Is that all? That
is all. Who are those souls waving
scepters of eternal dominion? Why,
they are little children who waited on
invalid mothers. That all? That is
all. She was called Little Mary" on
earth. She is an empress now. Who
are hat great multitude on the high
est thrones of heaven? Who are they?
Why they fed the hungry; they cloth
ed the naked; they healed the sick;
they comforted the he~artbroken. They
never found any rest until they put
their head down on the pillow of the
~sepulchur. God watched them. God
laughed defiance at the enemies who
put their heels hard down on these,
his dear children, andone day the Lord
struck his hand so hard on his thigh
tina the omnipotent sword ratified in
the buckler as he said. Il am their
God, and nc weapon formed against
them shall prosper"
What harm can the word do you
when the Lord Almighty with I'M
sheathed sword fights for you? I
preach this sermon for comfort. Go
home to the place just where God has
put you to play the hero or the hero
inc. Do not envy any man his money
or his applause or his social position.
Do not envy any woman her wardrobe
or her exquisite appearance. Be the
hero or the heroine. I there be no
flour in the house and you do not know
where your children are to get bread,
listen, and you will hear something
tapping against the window pane. Go
to the window and you will find it is
the beak of a raven, and open the
window, and there will fly in the mes
senger that fed Elijah. Do you think
that the God who grows the cotton of
the south will let you freeze for lack
of clothes? Do you think that the
God who allowed his disciples on a b
BAT morning to go into the grain
field and then take the grain and rub
it in their hands and eat-do you think
God will let you starve? Did you ever
hear the experience of that old man
Il have been young and O 1 am old,
yet 1 have never seen the righteous
forsaken or his seed begging bread"
Get up out of your Encouragement, o
troubled soul, o sewing woman, o
man kicked and cuffed by unjust en-
ployers, o We who are hard beset in the
battle of life and know not which way |
to turn. o We bereft. one, o We sick one
with complaints you have told to no
one, come n get h comfort of this
subject. Listen to our eat captains
cheer. TO him that o~vercometh will
/ sive to eat OF the fruit of the tree
of life which is in the midst of the
paradise of God"