The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1902-04-02

Dcar-tNc stan Tor the htcleS. the ROD
for The cummin, the iron wheel for
the corn. Sometimes people in great
trouble say, oh, | can't bear it"
But YOU did bear it. God would not
have sent it upon You if he had not
known that you could bear t. You
trembled and you SWOGncd, but YOU
got through. God will not take from
your eyes one tear too many nor from
your lungs one sigh too deep nor from
your temples one throb 100 sharp.
The perpleNities OF your earthly busl-
ness have not in them one tangle too
intricate. You sometimes feel as if
our world were full 0fbludgeOnS flying
Oh, no: they are thrash
ing instruments that God just suits
to your case. There is not dollar Of
bad debts on your ledger or disap-
pointment about goods that YOU eX-
pected to go up, but that have gone
down. or a Swindle Of your business
partner or a trick on the part of those
who are in the same kind of merchan-
disc that you are. but God intended
to oyerrule for your immortal help.
Oh" you say, there is no need talk
ing that way to me. | don't like to
be cheated and outraged" Neither
does the corn like the corn thrashcr,
but after it has been thraShed ard
winnowed it has a great deal better
opinion of winnowing mills and corn
thraSherS,
Again, my subject teaches that God
keeps trial on US until we let go. The
farmer shouts Whoa" to his horses
as soon as the grain is dropped from
the stalk. The farmer comes with his
fork and tOsSeS up the straw. and he
sees that the straw has let go the grain
and the grain is thoroughly thrashed.
So God. Shifting rod and turning
wheel both cease as soon as we let go.
We hold on to this world, with its
pleasures and riches and emoluments.
and our knucllles are so firmly set that
it seems as ii we could hold on forever.
God comes along with some thrashing
trouble and beats us loose. We started
under the deluSion that this was a
great world. We learned out Of our
geography that it was so many thous-
and miles in diameter and so many
miles in circumference, and we said,
"Oh, my. what world" Trouble
came in after life, and this trouble
sliced off one part of the world, and ii
has got to be smaller world and in
some estimations very insignificant
world. and it is depreciating all the
time as a spiritual property. Ten pei
cent off, so per cent Off, and there are
those who would not give 10 cents for
this w0rld-the entire world-aS Il soul
possession.
Another thing my text teaches us
is that Charistian sorrow is going to
have sure terminus. My text says,
Bread corn is bruised because he will
not ever be thrashing it." Blessed be
God for that, Pound away, O tlail!
Turn on, O wheel. Your work will
soon be done. He will not ever be
thrashing it, Now, the Christian
has almost as much use in the organ
for the stop tremulant as he has for
the trumpet, but after awhile he will
put the last dirge into the portfolio
forever. So much of us as is wheat
will be separated from so much as is
chaff, and there will be no more need
of pounding. They never cry III heaven
because they have nothing to cry about
There are no tears Of bereavement.
for you shall have your friends all
round about you. There are no tears
of poverty because each one sits at the
Kings table and has his own chariot
of salvation and free access to the ward
robe where princes get their array.
No tears Of sickness. for there are no
pneumonias in the air and no malarial
exhalations from the rolling river of
life and no crutch for the lame limb
and no splint for the broken arm, but
the pulses throbbing with the health
of the eternal God in climate like
our June before the blossoms fall or
our gorgeous October before the leaves
scatter.
In that land the souls will talk over
the different modes Of thrashing. Oh,
the story of the staff that stuck the
ftches and the rod that beat the cum
min and the iron wheel that went
over the corn. Daniel will describe
the lions and Jonah leviathan and
Paul the elmwood whips with which
he was scourged, and Eve will tell
how aromatic Eden was the day she
left it. and John Rogers will tell Of
the smart of the flames and Elijah Of
the fiery team that wheeled him up
the sky sleeps and Christ Of the numb
ness and the paroXySmS and hemor-
rhageS Of the awful crucifxion. There
they are before the throne Of God-on
one elevation ali those who were struck
of the rod on the highest elevation
and amid the highest attitudes OF
heaven all those who were under the
wheel. He will.not ever be thraShing
it.
Is there not enough Salve in this
text to make a plaster large enough to
heal all your wounds? When a child
is hurt the mother is very apt to say
to it. Now, it will soon feel better. "
And that is what God says when he
all our trouble in the hush
of this great promise, weeping may
endure for night, but joy cometh in
the morning" You may leave your
pocket handkerchief sopping wet with
tears on your death pillow, but you
will go up absolutely sorrowless. They
will wear black, you will wear white:
expresses for them, palms for you.
You will say: "Isit possible that l am
here? Is this heaven? Am | SO pure
now l will never do anything wrong?
Am l so we'll that I will never again
be sick? Are these cOmpanionships
SO firm that they will never again be
broken? Is that Mary? Is that John:
Is that my loved one put away into