The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1900-06-21
TALMAGE'S SERMON.

ia IMAGES SERMON.
ANxiETY ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
SUNDAYS SUBJECT.
Tho Conduct Of the Disciples Com.
mended The Board OF Invitation =
Power of Temptation Bearers OF the
Cross of Persecution.
4 (Copyright, 1900 by Louis Klopsch.)
The text is Matthew xiv. 10, And
i his disciples went and told Jesus
4 An outrageous assassination had Just
taken place. To appease revengeful
woman King Herod ordered the death
Of that noble, self-saeKifcing 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 fSnd expression. II
there be no human ear to hear it, then
the agonized soul WIFE cry it aloud TO
the winds and the woods and the watt
ers. But there was an ear that was
willing to listen. Theirs IL q tender
pathos and at the same time most
admirable picture in the words Of my
text, They went and told Jesus" He
could understand all their. grief, and
ne Immediately soothed It,. Our bur-
dens are not more than half 80 heavy
to carry il another shoulder is put
under the other end of them, Here
We find Christ,his brow shadowed with
grief, standing amid the group Of dis
ciples, who, with tears and violent
gesttculations and wringing of hands
and cutlery Of bereavement, are ex-
pressing their woe. Raphael, with his
skillful brush putting upon the wall
OF palace some scene Of sacred story,
gave not SO skillful al stroke as when
the plain hand Of the evangelist
writes, They went and told Jesus"
The old Cloths and Vandals once
came down upon Italy from the north
OF Europe, and they upset the gardens,
and they broke down the, statues, and
swept away everything that was good
and beautiful. So there lis ever and
anon in the history of all the SONS and
daughters OF our race an ii1cursion OF
rough handed. troubles that come to-
plumber and ransack and put to the
torch all that men highly prize. There,
Is no cave 500 deeply cleft into the
mountains as to afford us shelter, and
the foot of feetsst courser cannot bear
us beyond the quick pursuit. The ar
rows they put to the string fly with
1unerring dart until We fall pierced and
stunned.
i feel that bring to you most APP
proprfate message. mean to bind UP.
all your griefs into bundle and set
them on fire with spark from God s,
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 beautiful 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,. Ii
would that today, 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 enrapturedt
gaze YOU might naise one glad hosan-
ma to the Lord!
Disciples: Gonauct Commended..
In the first place. l commend the be-.
havior of these disciples to ali burden
ed souls who are unpardoned. There
comes time in almost every mans
history when he feels from, some
source that he has an erring. 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 a,
very hot summer day. One, man to,
get rid of that impression will go to,
prayer, another will stimulate himself.
by ardent spirits and another man will
dive deeper in secularities.. But some
times a man cannot get mid Of these,
Impressions. The fact u.s., when man
finds out that his eternity Is poised
upon perfect uncertainty and that
the next moment his font may slip. he.
must do something 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
conqueror. Driven and perplexed as
you have been by sin, go and tell Je-
lsus. To relax the grip Of death from
your soul and plant your unshaekled
feet upon the golden throne, Christ let
the tortures Of the bloody mount
transfix 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. hlackening mark Of
liberation from shoulder to shoulder,
In the grave shattering, heaven storm
ing death groan, hear him say, Him
that cometh unto me ! will in nowise
cast out"
soh," but you say. instead Of cur
ing my wound. you want to make an
other wound namely. that of convic-
| tion ~; Have Won, newer known = IN.