Los Angeles herald., 1907-01-21
FOUR CANDIDATES
RECEIVE BAPTISM

The beautiful baptismal ordinance of
the Temple Baptist church was admin
istered yesterday morning when four
candidates We're led down into the
water. Among them were young mar
ried couple, the first people married in
the new Auditorium building when ths
Temple church first entered a few
months ago.
Following the baptismal service Pas
tor Robert j. Burdette preached on "The
Path of Glory" taking for his text
Romans SIS, For L reckon that the
sufferngs of this present time are not
worthy to be compared with the glory
which shall be revealed in u.s.
1.-THE sufferings of this present time
are as real as the glory which shall be
revealed in u.s. AS real We're the
agonies of Christ on the cross as is his
glory at the right hand of the Father
AS real is the trial by fire as is the pur-
ity of the gold which comes forth
never contradict a man when he tells
me that all pain is imaginary; that all
so-called suffering is the figment of a
diseased imagination. l do not have to.
His controversy is exclusively with
himself.
Death Not a Dream
"Only a little while ago such man
said to me, Disease is a dream. 1t does
not exist Then he dreamed that he
died and 1 thought we buried him. 1t
may have seemed a dream to dim, but
/ tell you the hot tears which fell upon
the violets that made his casket beauti-
full were real as the breaking heart from
which they welled. A man said to me
only this past week, Pain is a simple
illusion. There is no such thing as suf-
fering.'
II looked at him as he spoke with all
intensity and earnestness of honest
I a oh tr,
reply in contradiction. l looked in his
face and the lines of patient sorrow
that had fastened for years past and
for the rest of his life the corners of his
mouth into the pathetic droop, laughed
in derision. The burrows of care and
trouble and distress that wrinkled his
forehead like plowed field, said with
every ragged mouth, Fool The gray
hair whitening on the temples that
should have been gloriously brown with
the strength of his forty years, cried,
When was | unreal-brown or gray?'
And the mans figure, that with nor
NAL health of body and mind would
have been erect as q soldiers, deep
chested and square shouldered in his
prime of life was bent with the storms
of only forty years, buffeted and
buffeted and bruised by disease and
pain, and the dropping shoulders, the
hollow chest and the bent form, the
nBure or an old man, cried oh, fool!'
And only the pearly teeth that glittered
like a child's when he smiled seemed
doubtfully to half agree with him as
they asked, If the set that grew where
we hold on by the plate Of gold was
imaginary, are we real?'
Il myself am sometimes half per-
suaded to this teaching when l look
on the porcelain smile of man and the
ripping hair of a woman. a. things
are not what they SEEM look upon
the war worn veteran. marching under
old Glory on Memorial day with a GER
tain mechanical stiffness in the hinged
knee of the artificial leg and to encour-
age him ! say, 'Comrade, you have just
as good a pair OF legs as ever you
marched on
but the one that squeaks at the
hinges replies with emphatic bitterness,
'Tis false! The unreal proves the
reality of the true"