The Canton times., 1902-05-16

the dope of the morphine eater, eacn
successive dose of pleasure must 90
| intensified in order to secure tne oc-
sired effect. Sodom and Gomorrah
of ancient time. and the more recent
examples of Rome and Greece, show
to what end the pleasure seekers are
tending.
But the secret of true happiness is
found in the acceptance OF COOS ulft.
No tarnish ever dims the luster OF
that presence. No aching head and
shattered nerves ever come in the wake
OF the happiness of dwelling IN the
pre- sence of Jesus. No anguish OF soul
which leads so often to the suicides
grave ever crushes the soul with lts
aftermath. when Christ is the sat1s-
flying portion.
The potency of Gods Gift is felt In
every throb and being of life. Why
seek what the world can give when
Heaven was emptied that all earth.
and Heaven, too, might resound
throughout the ages with the praises
of the matchless Gift of God to men.
They who with David, have said: had
rather be doorkeeper in the house
of my God, than dwell in the palaces
of the wicked" are to-day rejoicing in
the realities of Heaven, while their
contemporaries who rejected the rule
of God over their hearts are awaiting
in darkness their eternal banishment
from the Lord.
God has come down into the midst OF
men and is holding out, to whosoever
will take, this Gift of eternal life
through Christ Jesus. "What will you
do with Jesus, who is called the
Christi" "Hdw shall we escape if we
neglect so great salvation?" Now is
the accepted time, now is the day OF
salvation" "To-day, if you will hear
His voice, harden not yonr hearts"
I had occasion the other day to en-
ter the home where atiiction had
come. The father had gona to his work
as usual one morning. He kissed his
wife and two little boys CHEEKY good
by and trudged off to work. With no
thought that terrible accident was
impending, while the sun shone and
the fresh air spoke of coming spring,
and the birds echoed in glad notes the
feelings of reviving nature all about,
suddenly came the crash of cars, and
"Papa lies over at the hospital" was
the story the sturdy little boy told
me in subdued tones when l called.
AS I turned my way homeward pom
dering on the uncertainties of life and
repeating: "Yea, verify, while we are
in life we are in the midst Of DEATH"
suddenly tiny bird caught my eye
as he circled the tree higher and
higher seeking its food. Never
thought but for the moment. Seeking
its complete joy and satisfaction in
the present moment. How like some
lives was that of this little bird. Here
was life in all of it's glad fullness. Not
a cloud in the sky to darken the
warming rays of the sun. Could it be
possible that only few steps back
from the way that I had come sor-
rowing wife and tender children were
mourning the sudden accident to the
husband and father. All, friend, are
you counting on the morrow and the
morrows that follow? Are you put
ting off the acceptance of this Gift Of
fered you by God until more conve-
nient season. How dare we risk the
eternal welfare of the soul in the face
of life's uncertainties? Why should
we delay when we gain all through
the Gift, and have nothing without
it?
AS neared my own door on that
Lords day afternoon saw my neigh
Dor standing in his doorway. "How
is the little girl?" asked. The re-
port in the morning was that she was
better, and as 1 made the present in
quiry it was with the expectancy of
good news of continued improvement,
but as looked into the drawn features
of the sorrow-stricken father, read
his message, and "She is dead" need
not to have been spoken.
Dead! What dread sound that word
has to the human heart. How we
shrink from the grim reaper. Oh, the
anguish of that home. If the finger of
God had reached out and touched
those cold lips and made them warm
with life, had put the light into the
eye and strength into the little wasted
limbs. what joy, what mad joy, would
have shook the frames of the parents in
revulsive emotion. We reason thus
in our childish imaginings,
and fail to appreciate the sadder
scene: the death of soul. Why, what
we call death may be but the darkly
beautiful gateway which ushers into
the eternal life of which we have been
speaking. Gods Gift. His only Bepot-