Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-06-20

tossed IN the tempest! JOhn HuSS IN q
FIRE; Hugh McKaiI in the hour Of martyr
Scotch Covenanters-did they find it
smooth sailings But why 60 into history
when we can draw from our own memory
Illustrations of the truth of what l say!
A young man in a store trying to serve
God, while his employer SCOTS at Chris
antagonistic to the Christian religion.
teasing him, tormenting him about his re-
igion, trying to get him mad. They sue.
coed in getting him mad and say, you're
a pretty Christian Does that young
man find it smooth sailing when he tries
Christian girl Her father despises the
Christian religion; her mother despises
the Christian religion; her brothers and
sisters scoff at the Christian religion; she
can hardly find quiet place in which to
Christ? Oh, no! All who would live the
life of the Christian religion must suffer
persecution. y Tou do not find it in one
way you Will get 1t in another way. but
be not disheartened, Take courage You
are in a glorious compani0nship. God
will see you through all trials, and He
will deliver you.
My subject also .mpresses me with the
fact that good people sometimes get fright
eneu. IN the tones Oh THESE uisclpies as
they rushed into the back part of the
boat l find they are frightened almost to
death. They say, Master, carest Thou
not that we perish?" They had no reason
to be frightened, fol- Christ was in the
boat. | suppose if We had been there we
would have been just as much affrighted
Perhaps more. In all ages very good peo
pie get very much affr,ghted. It is often
80 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. Tie church is going
to perish. She is going down oh, how
aaty oa N our ds day and ae thnk the church % OF
Jesus Christ is going to be Overthrown,
and are just as much affrighted as were
the disciples of my text, Don't worry,
don't fret, as though iniqIity were going
to triumph over Righteousness. A lion
goes into cavern to sleep. He lies down
with his shaggy name covering the paws.
Meanwhile the spiders spin a web across
the mouth of the cavern and say, 1--WE
have captured him." Gossamer thread
after gossamer thread until the whole
front of the cavern is covered with the
spdes ad S"as web and nd the he, spiders Ths
awhile the lion has got through sleeping
He rouses himself. he shakes his name, he
walks out into the sunlight. He does not
even know the spiders web is spun, and
with his roar he shakes the mountain. So
men come spinning their sophistries and
to be sleeping; They say: 1--WE have cap
tured the Lord. He will never come forth
again upon the nation. Christ is overcome
forever. His religion will never make any
conquest among men," But after awhile
the Lion of the tribe of Judah will rouse
the nations. What's a spiders web to the
aroused lion? Give truth and error a fair
yrapple, and truth will come off victor.
DO not be afraid OF great revival. Oh
that such gales from heaven might sweep
through all our churches! Oh, for such
days as Richard Baxter saw in England
and Robert McCheyne saw in Dundee!
Oh, for such days as Jonathan Edwards
saw in Northampton! l have often heard
my father tell of the fact that in the early
part of this century there broke out ne
vival at Somerville, N. j., and some peo
RE Fsev were ss very much agtated about about it
many people into the church at once, .
and they sent down to New Brunswick
to1 get john Livingston to stop the re-
vival. Well, there was no better soul IN
all the world than John Livingston. He
went and looked at the revival They
pulpit on the Lords day and looked ove,
the solemn auditory and he said: This
brethren, is in reality the work of God
Beware how you stop il" 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
tween the finger and the thumb. and he
said: "Oh, thou impenitent, thou art fall
ing now-falling from life, falling away
from peace and heaven, falling as certain
ly as that cane is falling through my hand
falling certainly, though perhaps falling
through John Livingston's hand The re
ligious emotion in the audience was over
Powering, and men saw a type of theiI
doom as the cane kept falling and falling
until the knob of the cane struck Mr.
Livingston's hand, and he clasped it stout
ly and said: But the grace of God car
then there was gladness all through the
house at the fact Of pardon and peace and
salvation. Well" said the people after
the service, 81 guess you had better send
Livingston home. He is making the re
vival worse" Oh, for gales from heaven
to sweep all the continents! The danger
learn once more from this subject that
Christ can hush a tempest. 1t did seen
as if everything must go to ruin. The dis
ciples had given up the idea of managing
the ship; the crew were entirely democrat
erouches at His feet Oh, yes, Christ can
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 the
greatest fondness, and the spade cut down
through your bleeding heart. Perhaps il
was an only son, and your neart has ever
since been like a desolated castle the owls
of the night hOoting among the fallen
arches and the crumbling stairways Or
all your property swept away, you said:
81 had so much bank stock; had so many
houses; l had so many farms-all gone
al gone" Why, sir. all the storms that
ever trampled with their thunders, all the
shipwrecks- have not been worse than this
to you. Yet you have not been complete
" overthrow. Why? Christ says: %
have that little one in My keeping. can
care for him as well as you tan, better
ng the tempest. When your property went
away away, God said, There are treasures
in heaven in banks that never break" !"
Jesus hushing the tempest.
There is one storm into which we will
all have to run The moment when we
let go of this world, and try to take hold
Of the next We will want all the grace pos
sible. Yonder l see Christian soul rock
ing on the surges of death. All the powers
Of darkness seem let out against that soul
the swirling wave. the thunder of the
sky. the shrek of the wind, all seem to
unite together. But that soul is not
troubled There is no signing, there are nc
tears; plenty of tears in the room at the
departure, but he weeps no tears-calm
satisfied and peaceful; all is WELL BY the
fash of the storm you see the harbOr Just
ahead, and you are making for that har-
Dor. All shall be well. Jesus being our
pilot.
Into the harbor of heaven now we glide;
We're home at last, home at last
Softly we drift on the bright, silv'ry tide:
We're home at last.
Glory to God, all our dangers are DER;
We stand secure on the glOrified shore!
Glory to God, we will shout evermore,
We're home at last.