Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-09-26

or late appearance of frost that epidemic
is pitched into the world, and it goes blum.
dering across the continents, and it is all
guesswork and all appalling perhaps"
think perhaps that God had something to
do with it and that His mercy may have
in some way protected us, that He may
have done as much for us as the quaran-
tine and the health officers. 1t was right
and necessity that all caution should be
used, but there have come enough maca-
roni from Italy and enough grapes from
the south of France and enough rags from
tatterdermalions and hidden in these arti-
eles of transportation enough cho'craic
germs to have left by this time all the
cities mourning in the cemeterief. i
thank all the doctors and fnaranti0es. but
all and all the time thank God. In all
the 6O0O years of the worlds eXis'eace
there has not one thing merely ''ha2"e7ed
So" God is not an anarchist, but King,
a Father
When little Tad, the son of President
LINCOLN, died. all America sympathzed
With the sorrow In the Wnite House. He
used to rush into the room where the
Cabinet was in session and while the most
eminent men of the land We're discussing
the questions of national existence But
the child had no care about those ques-
tions. No God the Father and God the
Son and God the Holy Ghost are in per,
petuaf1 session in regard to- this world
and kindred worlds Shall you. His child.
rush in to criticise or arraign or condemn
the divine government? Nos The cab
met of the eternal three can govern and
will govern in the wisest and best way.
and there never. will be a mistake and.
like razor skillfully swung, shall cut that
which ought to be avoided. Precision to
the very hair5readth. Earthly time
pieces may go out of order and strike
wrong, saving it is / O'Clock when it is
OF 2 when it is 8. Gods clock Is always
right, and when it Is l 1T strikes /, and
when it is I2 it strikes H. and the second
hand is as accurate as the minute hand
Further, my. text tells Us that God
sometimes shaves nations: In the same
day shall the Lord shave with razor
that is hired" With one sharp sweep
He went across Judea, and down went its
pride and its power. In 1861 God shaved
the American nation. We had allowed TO
grow Sabbath desecration and oppression
and blasphemy and fraud and impurity
and all sorts Of turpitude The South had
its sins and the North had its sins and
the East its sins and the West its sins:
We had been warned again and again, and
we did not heed. At length the sword OF
war cut from the st. Lawrence to the Gulf
and from Atlantic seaLoard to Pacific sea
board The pride of the land, not the
towards, but the heroes, on both sides
went down. And that which we took for
the sword of war was the Lord razor. In
1862 again it went across the land; IN
1868 again: in 1864 again. Then the sharp
instrument was incased and put away.
One would think that our national sym
boil of the eagle might sometimes suggest
another eagle, that which ancient Rome
carried. In the talons of that eagle were
clutched at one time Britain, France,
Spain, Italy, Dalmatia, Rhaetia, Noricum,
Pannonia, Moesia, Dacia. Thrace, Mace
donia. Greece, Asia Minor, Syria, Phoeni-
cia, Palestine, Egypt and all northern
Africa and all the islands of the Mediter-
ranean.,indeed all the world that was
worth having; l2o,000,0o0 of people under
the wings of that one eagle! Where is
she now? Ask Gibbon, the historian, in
his prose poem, the Decline and Fall of
the Roman Umpire" Ask her gigantic
ruins, bemoaning their sadness through
of which worldwide conquerers looked.
Ask the day of judgment, when her
crowned debauchees, Commodus ana Per;
tinax and Caligula and .Diocletian, siaH
answer for their infamy. As man and q.
, nations let us repent and have our. trust
in a pardoning God rather than depend
on former successes for immunity. Out
of thirteen of the greatest battles of the
world Napoleon had lost but one before
Waterloo Pride and destruction often
rode in the same saddle.
But notice once more and more than
all in my text that God is so kind and
I loving that when it is necessary for Him
, to cut He has to go to others for tho
sharp edged weapon. I'm the same day
shall the Lord shave with a razor that is
hired" God is love. God is pity. God
ia help. God is shelter God is rescue.
There are no sharp edges about Him, no
thrusting points, no instruments of lacera-
ton If you want balm for wounds, He
has that. If you want divine salve for
kyesight, He has that. But if there is
sharp and cutting work to do which re-
hures razor; that He hires. God has
nothing about Him that hurts save when
dire necessity demands, and then He has
to go clear off to some one else to get the
instrument This divine clemency will be
no novelty to those who have pondered
the Calvarean massacre, where God sub
merged Himself in human tears and Grim
soned Himself from punctured arteries
and let the terrestrial and internal worlds
maui Him until the chandeliers OF the
sky had to be turned out because the UNI
verse could not endure the outrage. Illus
trious for love He must have been to take
all that as our substitute, paying out OF
His own heart the price OF our admission
at the gates of heaven.
King Henry H. OF England crowned his
son as king and on the day of coronation
put on a servants garb and waited, he,
the king, at the sons table, to the aston
ishment of all the princes. But we know
heaven and earth offering to put on you,
His child, the crown of life and in the
form of a servant waiting on you with
blessing Extol that love, all painting, all
sculpture, all music, all architecture, all
worship, In Dresdenian gallery let Ra-
werp cathedral let Rubens hand Him
down from the cross a martyr and Han
del make all his oratorio vibrate around
that one chord-''He was wounded for our
transgressions, bruised for our iniquities."
But not until all the redeemed get home
and from the countenances in all the gal
leries of the ransomed shall be revealed
the wonders of redemption shall either
man or seraph or archangel know the
height and depth and breadth of the love
of God.
At our national capital a monument in
honor of him who did more than any one
to achieve our American independence
was for scores of years in building, and
most of us were discouraged and said 1t
never would be completed. And how glad
we all were when in the presence of the
highest officials of the nation the work
was done! But will the monument to Him
who died for the eternal liberation of the
human race ever be completed? For ages
the work has been going up. Evangelsts
and apostles and martyrs have been add
ing to the heavenly pile, and every one of
the millions of redeemed going up from
earth has made to it contribution of glad d
ness and weight of glory is swung to the q
top of other weight of glory higher and
higher as the whole millenniums roll, sap
phire on the top of jasper, sardonyx on
the top of chalcedony and chrysoprasus
above topaz, until far beneath shall be the,
walls and towers and domes of our earth &.
" capitol monument forever and for
ever rising and yet never done: Unto.
Him who has loved us and washed us
from our sins in His own blood and made
us kings and priests forever" Aleluie,
amen.
Truth is very compact, but a lie must
have plenty of room or it will smother.
They who know God love Him, aud
they who love Him learn to know Him
best. .s .-.-
Men are willing TO be slaves of some
that they may be masters of others