Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1902-04-18
DANGER IN DELAY.
Folly of Postponing Acceptance of
Gospel Invitation Exposed.
DR.. Talmage Examines Apologies of
Men for Not Entering the Chris
tfan Life-Sympathy for
the SkeDtics.
Copyright 1902, by Louis Klopsch. N. VI
WacbinUtou ADriI IL

folly and danger of postponlng the &C
ceptance of the Gospel invitation are
exposed on the text, Luke 14:1S, land
thew all with one consent began to
make excuse
After the invitations to levee are
sent out the regrets come in. One man
apoIooizes for nonattendance on one
ground, another on another ground.
The most of the regrets are founded
Oh prior engagements. So in my text
great banquet was spread, the in
vitations were circulated, and now the
regrets come in. The one gives an
agricultural reason, the other stock
dealers reason, the other domestic
reason. All poor reasons. The fact
was, they did not want to go. "And
they all with one consent began to
make excuse"
So now God spreads a great banquet.
1t is the Gospel feast, and the table
reaches across the hemisphere, and
the invitations go out, and multltudes
come and sit down and drink out of the
chalices of Gods love, while other null
titudes decline coming, the one giving
this apology, and the other giving that
apology, land they all with one con-
sent began to make excuse" I pro-
pose, so far as God may help me, to eX-
anime the apologies which men make
for not entering the Christian life.
Apology the first: I am not sure
there is anything valuable in the Chris
tan religion. It is pleaded that there
are so many impositions in this day; so
many things that SCENE to be real are
sham. A gilded outside may have
hollow inside. There is so much quack-
cry in physics, in ethics, in politics,
that men come to the habit of incred-
ulity, and after awhile they allow that
incredulity to collide with our holy
religion. But, my friends, think re-
ligion has made a pretty good record
in the world. How many wounds it
has salved! How many pillars of fire
it has lifted in the midnight wilder
ness! How many simeon struck des-
erts it hath turned into the gardens of
the Lord! How it hath stilled the
| chopped sea! What rosy light it hath
sent streaming through the rift of the
stormcloud! What pools of cool wa
ter it hath gathered for thirsty Hagar
and Ishmaeli What mama winter
than coriander seed it hath dropped
I'll around the camp of hardly bested
pilgrims! What promises it hath sent
out like holy watchers to keep the
lamps burning around deathbeds,
through the darkness that lowers into
the sepulcher! What flashes of resur-
rection morn!
Besides that, this religion has made
so many heroes. 1t brought Summer
field, the Methodist, across the Allan
tic ocean with his silver trumpet to
blow the acceptable year of the Lord
until it seeemd as if all our American
cities would take the kingdom of
heaven by violence. It sent Jehudi
Ashman into Africa alone, in CONT
nent of naked barbarians, to lift the
standard of civilization and Christian
ity. 1t made John Milton among po-
cts, Raphael among painters, Christie
pher Wren among architects, Thor
waldsen among sculptors, Handel
among musicians, Dupont among mil
itary commanders, and to give new
wings to the imagination and better
balance to the judgment and more de-
termination to the will and greater
usefulness to the life and grander no.
bility to the soul there is nothing in all
the earth like our Christian religion.
Nothing in religion? Why, then, all
those Christians were deceived when
In their dying moment they thought
they saw the castles of the blessed,
and your child, that with unutterable
agony you put away into the grave,
you will never see him again nor hear
his sweet voice nor feel the ,throb of
his young heart. There is nothing in
religion? Sickness will come upon
you. Roll and turn on your pillow;
no relief. The medicine may be bitter,
the night may be dark, the pain may
be sharp; no relief. Christ never comes
to the sicllroom. Let the pain stab;
let the fever burn; curse it and die.
There is nothing in religion? After
awhile death will come. You will hear
the paving of the pale horse on the
threshold. The spirit will be breaking
away from the body, and it will take
fight-whither, whittier? There is no
God, no ministering angels, to con-
duct, no Christ, no heaven, no home.
Nothing in religion? Oh, you are not
willing to adopt such a dismal theoryi
And yet the world is full of skeptics.
And let me say there is no class of
people for whom have a warmer SYM
| pathy than for skeptics. We do not
know how to treat them. We deride
them, we caricature them. We, in
stead of taking them by the soft hand
of Christian love, clutch them with
| the iron pinchers of ecclesiasticism
Oh, if you knew how those men had
| fallen away from Christianity and be-
come skeptics you would not be Sc
| rough on themi Some were brought
| up in homes where religion was over.
| done. The most wretched day in the
week was Sunday. Religion was driven
| into them with a triphammer. They
had surfeit of prayer meetings
They were stuffed and chOkeds with