The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1900-06-22
CURE FOR ANXIETY.
DR.. Talmage Prescribes for Those
in Trouble.
Advises Them to Follow the Example
of the Disciples, Who "Went
and Told Jesus"-COmfOrt
for the Bcreaved.
Copyright, 1900, by Louis KIopsch.l
Washington

Copyright, 1900 by Louis Klopsch.l
Washington
DR.. Talmage, who has finished his
tour of England and Scotland, where
thousands thronged to hear him
wheresoever he preached, is now on
his way to Norway and Russia, in
which countries he is already well
known through the publication of
translations of his sermons. In the
following discourse, which he has
sent for publication this week, he
gives a prescription for all anxiety
and worriment and illustrates the Di-
vine sympathy for all who are in any
kind of struggle. The text is Mat
thew IA, 12: And His disciples went
and told jesus
just taken place. To appease a re-
yengeful woman King Herod ordered
the death of that noble, self sacrific-
ing prophet, John the Baptist. The
group of the disciples were thrown
into grief and dismay. They felt
themselves utterly defenseless. There
was no authority to which they could
appeal, and yet grief must always find
expression. If there be no human
ear to hear it, then the agonized soul
will cry it aloud to the winds and the
woods and the waters. But there
was an ear that was willing to listen.
There is tender pathos and at the
same time a most admirable picture
in the words of my text: ''They went
and told Jesus" He could understand
all their grief, and He immediat tely
soothed it. Our burdens are not
more than half so heavy to carry if
another shoulder is put under the
other end of them. Here we find
Christ, His brow shadowed with grief,
standing amid the group of disciples,
who, with tears and violent gesticula-
tions and wringing of hands and out
cry of bereavement, are expressing
their woe. Raphael, with his skilled
brush putting upon the wall of pal
ace some scene of sacred story, gave
not so skillful a stroke as when the
plain hand of the evangelist writes:
'They went and told Jesps."
The old Goths and Vandals once
came down upon Italy from the north
vi IuIOpCs anu bIISN UPSET INC gar
dens, and they broke down the statues
and swept away everything that was
good and beautiful. So there is ever
and anon in the history of all the
sons and daughters of our race an in
cursion of rough-handed troubles that
come to plunder and ransack and put
to the torch all that men highly
prize. There is no cave so deeply
cleft into the mountains as to afford
us shelter, and the foot of feetest
courser cannot bear us beyond pur-
suit. The arrows they put to the
string fly with unerring dart until
we fall pierced and stunned.
I feel that 1 bring to you most
appropriate message. / mean to bind
up all your griefs into bundle and
set them on fire with a spark from
Gods altar. The prescription that
cured the sorrow of the disciples will
cure all your heartaches. / have read
that when Godfrey and his army
marched out to capture Jerusalem, as
they came over the hills, at the first
flash of the pinnacles of that beauti-
full city, the army that had marched
in silence lifted a shout that made
the earth tremble. Oh, you soldiers
of Jesus Christ, marching on toward
Heaven, [ would that to-day, by some
CLEAN from. the palace of Gods mercy
and Gods strength, you might be
lifted into great rejoicing, and that
as the prospect of its peace breaks
on your enraptured gaze you might
Il 7
In the first place, 1 commend the
behavior of these disciples to all bur-
dened souls who are unpardoned.
There comes a time in almost every
mans history when he feels from
some source that he has an erringI
nature. The thought may not have
such heft as to fell him. It may be
only like the flash in an evening cloud |
Just after very hot summer day One |
man to get rid of that impression will |
go to prayer, while another will stim-
ulate himself by ardent spirits, and |
another man will dive deeper in Sec |
ularities. But sometimes man can
not get rid of these impressions. The |
fact is, when a man finds out that his |
eternity is poised upon perfect un-
certainty and that the next moment |
his foot may slip, he must do some |
thing violent to make himself forget |
where he stands or else fly for refuge. |
Some of you. crouch under yoke,
and you bite the dust, when this mo-
ment you might rise up a crowned |
Driven and perplexed as
you have been by sin, go and tell |
Jesus. To relax the grip of death
from your soul and plant your un-
shackled feet upon the golden throne,
Christ let the tortures of the bloody
mount transfx Him. With the beam
of His own cross He will break down
the door of your dungeon. From the
thorns of His own crown He will pick
enough gems to make your brow blaze
with eternal victory. In every tear on
His wet cheek, in every cash of His
side, in every long, blackening mark
Of Iaceration from shoulder to shoul-
der, in the grave-shattering, Heaven
SCATTERING death groan, l hear Him
say: Him that cometh unto me I
will in nowise cast OUT
''Oh," but you say, instead of cur
ng my wound, you want to make an
other wound-namely, that of convic-
toni" Have you never known sur
yeon to come and find a chronic dis
ease and then with sharp caustic burn
It all out? So the grace of God comes
to the old sore of SIN. 1T has long