The Newtown bee., 1905-10-20

is earnest, does not seem to us wholly orthodox; but we should require that when he has been at it for several years, he should land somewhere and have some staunch mOoring points, and we should not so often say with a Smirk and litter, Ut does not make so much difference to-day what man believes" " The watchman on the walls of Zion should blow his trumpet with no uncertain sound. Excuse me, but am still old-fashiOned enough to believe that the pulpit has something still left to preach; there are yet some notes it should ring out clearly. They are these: Our bodieSIare mortal: our souls are immortal; sin left to itself, works it's own destruction;
 JESUS, THE SAVIOUR OF THE WORLD,
 HAS PROVIDED WAY OF ESCAPE. through the myriad voices of the day, echoing in the Still whis- pers of the night, spoken by the Shad- oWS Hitting over the grass, winged on the tleecy clouds sailing across the ocean of the sky, called back to us from the man who totterS feebly to the grave and by the little infant mov- ing out into eternity's mysteries al- most from the playground of life, is olIlo co1CA1h " nI hlhS, Lly uCdI IT to you and to me, "Life is brief at best. Prepare to meet thy God" Yet we were not made to be partners with the clod, to die like the dumb beast that, treads the opening furrow. Voices all around us say we were meant to live with God who holds the years in the embrace of His unchange- ableness and covers the deep with the mist of His unapprOachable form. We long for perfection, and yet we do not
 find it here; among all nations of men there has existed the hope that the bourne of time would not forever close them in; the soul panteth for God as the thirsty hart signs for the water courses. We do not need to be told there is Hell; the facts of life convince us. The man who persists in sin slips on down the side of the pit, from degradation to degradation, further from the reach of help and the grace of God until he comes, at last, to what the Bible awfully de- scribes as the bottomless pit. Jesus helps men, helps them out of their weakness into strength, out of despair into hope and make the Delilah of sins reeking sty and the leper in his wretchedness leap for joy because they have found salvation, which is the souls pure health.
 have tried to preach to you, dear people,
 THE GOSPEL OF HOPE.
 The Gospel is not message of con- demnatiOn; the angels over the Jude- an plains caroled good news that Christmas morn, and so I have thought that it was my business to to1 fo them. This is a wonderful age in which we are living, an age Of power.
 We tunnel mountains, we dry up mo. rasSeS, we bridge seas, we annihilate time, we make the forces of the skies our messengers; and yet there is nc force in the world to compare with that which Paul took - he called it dynamite -, into Casar's household, and, as one by one the soldiers went away from his guard, they carried the
 message he told them until the flicker.
 ing light he kindled became coDfla-
 grafton that burned up heather strongholds and the power he wielded
 became the mighty hand that threw that empire of sin off it's hinges and
 made Christ supreme. Do you never feel you have been laid prOstrate fol | the last time. Grip hold, my brother, | the hand stretched out to you; it is
 the hand of the Infinite God, it is the | hand reached down to save. have
 not tried so much to be great pulpit | orator, nor even remarkable pastor l nor yet doer of unusual things, as 1 have tried to be friend in need to l every one of you. Among the many kind things that have been said to me
 within the past few weeks which ] 1 shall ever treasure as precious keep
 sakes in Memories jeweled box, are
 these, "I felt that in losing you l an l losing my best friend" There are
 many relationships in life, sweet and tender; there is the relationship o
 sister and brother; and there are the
 relationships of the home, than whic there are none dearer:
 | BUT ABOVE THEM ALL AND INCLUD ING THEM ALL, THERE IS THE RELA TIONsHIP OF RIEND,
 and in the highest ideal of friendship life reaches it highest point. "I have 1 not called you servants, for the serv' ant knOweth not what his lord dOeth:
 but have called you friends" So, dear friends, I have ever tried tC preach to you the gospel of helpful ness and kindness and good cheer. ]
 think you will almost smile when ]
 tell you that I have striven to make this missionary church. I do not
 believe that Christ's parting commits sion, "Go ye into all the world and
 preach the gospel to every creature, J has ever been one wit abrOgated or
 the retreat of one single inch been
 made. If Christ were to stand by the supper table of each one of you to
 night as he stood by the disciples SC
 many, many years ago, do you not
 think he would say to you, "As the Father hath sent me, even so send l you" What are we doing to fulfill his last command? There are 1000
 million heathen in the world to-day. At every time the clock ticks, two souls pass out into eternity who have not heard that once Jesus walked the
 vales of Galilee and lit the pathway
 to Calvary with the oriflame of Ills dying glory. Three-fourths of these
 perishing millions have not the Christi
 two-thirds of this number have never
 heard of the Christ. What is it we
 are doing to let them know the good
 news, for how can they hear without a preacher, and how can one preach | unless he be sent? One out of every
 5000 church members goes as foreign