The Penn's Grove record., 1913-12-19
!, FRIDAY. DECEMBER 10. 1913.
ALL ARE FRUITFUL
Wherever the Word of God Is
SoWn There Can Be No
Barren Ground.

The teacher is the sower and all in
some degree are teachers of good or
evil. This is the great and solemn
truth of life. All are sowing, and
Whatsoever a mar soweth, that shall
he also reap"
The dispersion of knowledge is the
avocation of life, but it is only the
lips of the wise who dispense true
knowledge" Planting the seeds of
truth is the highest occupation In
which man a engage. An ignorant
man is always an object of pity, and
some of his follies may be excused,
but TO him that knoweth to do good,
and doeth it not, to him is sin"
knowledge, however great, is value
less unless put into practice.
We learn trades and professions
that we may follow them, and thereby
reap the fruits of a comfortable liveli-
hood.
A farmer may know the best seeds
for his fields, but if he does not use
them his knowledge does not improve
the harvest. So a knowledge of the
teachings and precepts of religion is
OF no use to IN who does not obey
its precepts, for in that way only can
he enjoy its privileges.
The right kind of sowing and reap
ing can only be done by the wise.
Wisdom is defined to be a happy union
OF knowledge and prudence. Man
without knowledge is like a brute, and
without prudence is like a devil"
There is a worldly wisdom and a
worldly prudence that stands in oppo
sition to Divine wisdom.
1t is written that the children of
this world are wiser in. their genera
ton than the children of light" But
that a only mean that they are more
ingenious in their own sphere to help
themselves than Christians are in
their sphere.
The men of the world work harder
for the things of the world-for the
things that are see and temporal
than the Christians do for the far
more important things that are eter-
nal.
The sowing and reaping Of the
worldly wise and prudent is on the soil
of sel1shness. The harvest planted
n reaped for self alone, however
abundant, has no market value, and
the rust of c-ovetousness destroyeth it
all. OF all such harvests it is writ
ten: Your riches are corrupted and
your garments are ~moth-eaten, your
silver and gold is cankered and the
rust of them shall be a witness
against you and shall eat your flesh
as it were fire."
Behold, a sower went /. forth to
sow!"
What should he sow? Where should
he SOW?
There is but one seed for the soil
Of human life. 1t is the wood and
word and truth of God. It makes all
fields fruitful, even the most unprom-
Using ground.
Blessed are We that sow beside
all waters"
Sow the seed by the wayside. AS
1t lies on the surface, the birds of
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watt it to fruitful soil.
Sowing it with infinite patience and
unchanging expectancy.
Wesley tells of hearing his father
ask of his mother once: How
could you have the patience to tell
that blockhead the same thing twen-
'ty times over?"
And he never forgot her answer:
Why" said she, eff l had only told
him nineteen times 1 should have
lost all my labor"
l once read of a teacher of imbe-
Gle children to whom was brought
a boy of five years, who had never
spoken a word, given a look Of recog-
milton or made a voluntary motion.
The teacher lay beside the child for
half an hour every day, watching and
waiting and hoping for some sign of
the time for himself his habit was to
read aloud. After six months, being
one day very weary, he did not read.
Presently he noticed that the child
was uneasy and trying to move. He
brought his mouth near to the child's
hands, who, after repeated effort sue
ceeded in placing its fingers on the
teachers lips as If to say, Make that
sound again"
After this first encouragement the
child was, with long and patient eff
fort taught to speak, to think and to
walk.
What Divine patience? What in
finite joy in such a victory? 1t was
the very spirit of the great Sewer, the
Teacher of all teachers.
One who heard this dumb boy
speak and saw this lame boy walk
said: 1T was like one who came
down from heaven and laid himself
my heart; watched me with perpetual
care; infused into me his own life, and
waited for nearly twenty years before
l reached my fingers to his lips and
said: Speak, Lord, for thy servant
heareth."
In sowing the seed of the King,
which is the word of God, beside all
waters" by the wayside. on stony
places and among thorns and ever
upon the good ground of an under
standing heart, there is great toll and
oftimes encouragement, but there is
infinite joy in reaping the priceless
harvest.
Sour Milk Pie.
One cup of thick SOUL milk. one
cup Of raisins chopped fine. n cup
of sugar nne-half IL of butter. ono