The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1907-11-19

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allow hem to get anything out of you,
are you doing all you can for their
best interests? Your children love
you so much that you can lead them
to enter the Christian life. Now, in
your great love for your home and
family you have every incentive to be
faithful to your God. As a parental
undershepherd are you going to prove
recreant to your trust?
A Heather Mothers Idea.
There is a sad story told that near
the burning CHATS of Benares some
years ago an Indian missionary was
walking. There he saw a poor Hin
doc mother weeping by the ashes
where couple Of days before the body
Of her child had been burned. But in
the night hideous serpent had crawl
ed in among the ashes to sleep. While
the woman was weeping the serpent
began to uncoil itself. Then, the
heathen's superstitious belief In the
transmigration of souls passing through
her mind, the horror stricken mother
flung herself at the feet of the white
man, crying, 20 God, has my little ba-
by come to that?' OF course that was
only the result of her pagan teaching
But, tell me, father and mother, have
you no fear that such a horror may
one day be yours if you fail to lead
your children to Christ? They seem
to you pure and good now, but if they
90 out into the world without the pro-
lection that Christ alone can give you
may be startled and agonized at see
ing the serpents of sin and vice rear
their heads out Of the breasts of those
loved ones. You can now mold them
as you will, but the time is short, and
unless you make the most of it they
will pass from under your influence
unprotected by Christ's love. Now.
while the opportunity is yours, by your
example and your teachings, do your
utmost to place them under Christ's
protecting care.
But there is another matter Of which
l have never heard you complain. 1t
is your religious privileges. | have
never heard you complain because you
had no Sunday school to which you
could send your little children, no
prayer meeting in which you could AS
semble with Gods disciples to pray. no
church altar at which on the Sabbath
day you could kneel and worship
Thousands upon thousands today arc
living so far away from church that it
Is an impossibility for them to go there
on the Sabbath day. But this is not
the case with you. Here you are liv
ing practically under the shadow of
the walls of our church. Here is
place in the family pew always wait
ing you. Here are good men and wo-
men ready and willing to pray with
you. Whenever you come within these
walls a spirit of love and conservation
creeps over you such as you find in no
other place on earth.
A Church Home.
Oh, how sorry l feel for the man or
the woman who has no church home!
1 feel almost as sorry as for the man
who has no domestic Preside and who.
instead of eating at his own family ia
BILE, is compelled to eat at boarding
houses and in restaurants. Home.
home, home! 1t is the sweetest word
in all the English language. Home.
home, home! 1t means the laughter
Of children and the frolic in the nurs-
cry. Home, home. home! 1t some
times means a very humble roof and
very plain fare upon the table. Home.
home, home! 1t may mean struggle
and poverty and sickness and death.
But home means love, home means
tender place, home means human
hearts clinging to us as we cling to
them So in the household of faith,
called the church. We may not seem
to the outside world to amount to
much, but we are one family gathered
in Gods temple, which is our spiritual
home. Here we are living for each
other. Here we are praying for each
other. And here, as in no other place,
we feel the spiritual magnetic touch
Of our fellow men. My friends, as
church we ought to try to live more for
God. For the sake of the love we bear
each other we should try to do 1t. Are
we not as the wild ass knee deep in the
field Of sweet scented clover? Are we
not as the OK before the manger filled
to overlooking with richest grain?
But there is another fact that have
never heard you complain about. and
that is your opportunity for doing good
in the great outside world in which
you live. have never heard you say
that there were no people In trouble
near your home. AS was writing this
sermon l looked down from my study
into the street and saw couple of
young ladies walking past. They were
dressed from head to foot In black.
They had sweet faces. But l was not
looking at them SO much as looking
beyond. l said to myself: Il wonder
who has lately gone out Of that family
circle. Was it father or a mother:
Was 1t brother whom those sisters
were helping to educate at college:
God pity them" And as spoke thus
l thought Of how many aching hearts
there were about me. bleeding from
the cash Of the ora yedipper'S shade