The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1902-03-14
FORGIVE AND FORGET
DIR. Talmage illustrates How Often.
ders May Be Emancipated.
God Remembers Our Sins No More II
We Sincerely Ask Forgiveness
Art of Recollection and
Forgetting.
ICopyright, 1902, by Louis Klopsch. N. VI
No Shi ppfO

ICopyrisht, 1902, byLouis Klopsch. N. Y ]
Washington,
From the letter to the Hebrews DR..
| Talmage takes a text and illustrates
how all offenders may be emancipated; !;
text, Hebrews S:12: Their sins and
their iniquities will 1 remember no
more"
The national flower of the Egyptians
is the heliotrope, of the Assyrians is
the water lily, of the Hindoos is the
marigold, of the Chinese is the chrys-
anthemum. We have no national
flower, but there is hardly any flower
more suggestive to many of us than
the forgetmenot. We all like to be
remembered, and one, of our mlsfor-
tunes is that there are so many things
we cannot remember. Mnemonlcs, or
the art of assisting memory, is an I'M
portant art. 1t was first suggested by
Simonides of Ceos 500 years before
Christ. Persons who had but little
power to recall events or put facts
and names and dates in proper process
siOns have through this art had their
memory reinforced to an almost IN
credible extent. A good memory is an
| invaluable possession. By all means
cultivate it. had an aged friend who,
detained all night at miserable depot
in waiting for rail train fast In the
snowbanks, entertained a group of
some ten or fifteen clergymen likewise
detained on their way home from
meeting of presbytery, by first with
| a piece of chalk drawing out on the
| black and sooty walls of the depot the
| characters of Walter Scott's "Marml-
on" and then reciting from memory
the whole of that poem of some so
pages in fine print. My old friend,
| through great age, lost his memory,
and when I asked him if this story of
the railroad depot was true he said:
81 do not just remember now, but it
was just like me. Let me see," said he
to me. "Have l ever seen you before?'
"Yes," I said, you were my guest last
night, and was with you an hour ago"
What an awful contrast in that man
between the greatest memory I ever
knew and no memory at all!
But right along with this art of rec
objection, which l cannot too highly
eulogize, is one quite as important, and
yet / never heard it applauded. mean
the art of forgetting. There is splen-
did faculty in that direction that we
all need to cultivate. We might
through that process be ten times
happier and more useful than we now
are. We have been told that forget
fulness is a weakness that ought to be
avoided by all possible means. So far
from a weakness, my text aScribes it
to God. 1t is the very top of omnipo-
=
part of His own memory. If we repent
of sin and rightly seek the Divine for
giveness, the record of misbehavior is
not only crossed off the books, but God
actually let's it pass out of memory.
"Their sins and their iniquities will 1
remember no more" To remember no
more is to forget, and you cannot make
anything else out of it. Gods power of
forgetting is so great that if two men
| appeal to Him and the one man, after
a life all right, gets the sins of his
heart pardoned and the other man,
after a life of abomination, gets par
doned God remembers no more
against one than against the other.
The entire past of both the moralist,
and his imperfections, and the profit
gate, with his debaucheries, is as much
obliterated in the one case as in the
other. Forgotten forever and forever.
This sublime attribute of forgetful-
ness on the part of God you and L need,
in our finite way, to initiate. You will
do we'll to cast out of your recollection
all wrongs done you. During the
course of ones life he is sure to be
misrepresented, to be lied about, to be
injured. There are those who keep
these things fresh by frequent re-
hearsal. If things have appeared in
print, they keep them in their scrap
| book, for they cut these precious par
agraphs out of newspapers or books
and at leisure times look them over,
or they have them tied up in bundles
or thrust in pigeonhoIes, and they
| frequently regale themselves and their
friends by an inspection of these
filings, these sarcasms, these false
hoods, these cruelties. I have known
gentlemen who carried them in their
poclletbooks, so that they could easily
get at these irritations, and they put
their right hand in the inside of their
coat pocket over their heart and say:
"Look here! Let me show you some
| thing" Scientists catch wasps and
hornets and poisonous insects and
transfix them in cuKiosity bureaus for
study, and that is we'll, but these of
whom l speak catch the wasps and the
hornets and the poisonous insects and
play with them and put them on them
| selves and on their friends and see how
far the noXiOus things can jump, and
show how deep they can sting. Have
no such scrapbook. Keep nothing in
your possession that is disagreeable
Tear up the falsehoods and the SLAM
ders and the hypercriticisms.
Initiate the Lord in my text and for
get, actually forget, sublimely forget.
There is no happiness for you in any
other plan or procedure. You see all
around you in the church and out of
the church dispositions acerb, malign,
cynical, pessimistic. Do you know
how these men and women got that
disposition? 1t was by the embalm-
ment of things pantherine and viper
Gus. They have spent much of their
time in calling the roll of all the rats
that have nibbled at their reputation.
| Their soul is a cage of vultures.
Everything in them is sour OF embit-
tered. The milk of human kindness
has been curdled. They do not believe