The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-07-12
The Lost Christ.
B. w. RICE
B. w. RICE

nlanded by Jehovah and just ,ha
time to go again to his daughter, a
the Angel of Death passed over Egyp
Reader, are you SURE or are yo
only SURPRISING that the Blood O
Jesus has been applied in the prope
manner. for you? If you do no
KNOW it is there, you may rest as
sured that it IS NOT THERE. Yo
must see to this yourself. Do no
trust to anything even a father O
mother may tell you, YOU see to i
that the blood is upon the door 70
you. DO not trust to any old churcl
record. or to some kindly friend wht
has doubly assured you, but YOU
SEE TO 1T.
The Antedeluvians SUPPOSED
God could not afford to destroy tn,
| world. They said so. Noah was the
| laughing stock for the whole world
| One hundred and twenty years before
God had told Noah what he was
gong to do in due time, but Noah
was unable to make them see it that
way. They said too much was going
IN, too many children living, toe
many great projects were under head
way, too many innocent persons, God
Just could not afford to do such a
thing as proposed by Noah Noah
was greatly in the minority Those
people forgot that the majority is
always wrong They supposed they
could run up on the high hills and
escape. That they could build RATS
and float grub enough to last over
any kind of food that God would be
able to bring They thought that
even their low lands would only be
soured tor one season, if it were even
Is bad as that. They figured out what
God could afford to do and what God
could not afford to do and they work
ca from that standpoint When Shem
drove along that day with big hay
frame filled on the corner by the big
chestnut trees and the spring, called
up 4l4red and made all sorts of fun
OF, the deluded son. He dropped off
a small article of furniture, she ran
out and got it as souvenir to turn
over to- her married daughters first
child. 1T was terribly funny. Over
on the highest mountains in the Sal
mon river region there is plenty of
proof that water stood. one day 1855
feet deep where the Caldwell Tribune
office now stands. The Alps carry
still a higher proof. Do not suppose
anything in connection with the Christ
life, but know it,
Mary lost Christ. She was the
most unlikely woman on earth to lose
Inn. Man, your wife is liable to do |
$ bad as this. You suppose you are
long all you aught to do to aid her
n her fight but listen! your wife is
more liable to lose this Christ, than
vas Mary. Your wife is right now
visiting upon only meal of SUP
'OSlTION. She does not KNOW
is well with her soul. She onlv
it is. She has lost Chris
na supposes. He is in her church,
'ut look out! God showed himself
ich enough to drown the whole race
one time, and he is richer TODAY
ouid do wonderful things even now
nd not be out. very; much. In the
asst three hundred years there have
cen fifteen immense stars persisted
rom the northern sky. To some of
1ese stars our old world would be like
number two bird shot to the CITY
teel reservoir on Canyon hill God
an AFFORD to make his every promise
God, and there is mighty tremen-
Gus promise open yet! Don't SUP
'OSE-but KNOW.
You recall the time when YOU cried
through. You remember the time
hen all the world died out of your
cart In an hour and salvation filled!
GU SO full your JOY was unspeakable.
nd was only told BY streams of tears
on had Christ that night What
ave you done with that Christ? Lost
I'M! He was to remain with Won even
the end of the world. What has
one it? Man, listen, have YOU lost
hrist? ''
THE LOST CHRIST! O, haunt
'g and terrible thought The agonies
II the Cross are all forgotten in our
lad rush for worldly pleasure and !
onorS.
THE LOST CHRIST! Far awav
cross the miles to that eastern old
ONE, near which the white slab
larks the resting place of child.
ster' brother, a father and mother.
lere where your heart was made
ew, and old things passed away
lere where the Son of God spoke
eace to your restless soul, What
as become of it all? Gone! Lost
'rever, o! wretched soul. return,
Are you sure the Blood is on the
Dor tor you? Whe is your witness?
an you trust that witness?
y Presbyterian elder in PHILADELPHIA
ent to his business reluctantly one
orning, for his little boy was i'll, A
essenger brought the weary father
ome early at noon. A consultation of ,
lyysicians was leaving the premises,
'ilowed to its boundaries by his
eeping wife. George must die. o
lghttul news. George must die
ave you told the child? asked the !
father.
NO you go tell him, sobbed the
other. -. ''@ I
ihe rich father passed slowly along v
c walk to the mansion, stepped v
sariiy up the enterance, went falter- +
9 along, the hall, passed the first
rior and the second and the third
H. and thence into the death room
his lovely child. My son, they tell y