The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1915-05-08

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the worst sort; they are not content
to use the six days tina God gave
them for their own, but they steal the
seventh also, and your young men
hang around drug stores, supposed to
sell nothing but medicine, all day
Sunday, when they ought to be in
Gods house. You've got church
members in this town that can out
cuss a sailor. You've got church wo-
men in his town that are going to
hell with a d~runkard's blood on their
hands. You've got church women in
this town who started young men on
the road to hell by ramming a cup of
punch down their Threats. You've got
church women in this town who are
afraid for their daughters to get re-
ligion for fear they will have to quit
dancing. And, n thing l can never
understand, is how music gives a man
a right to hug his neighbours wife or
daughter" Sister" said Mr.. Jones
you gambled not long ago for q cut
glass bowl. This kind Of card play
ing ought to be broken up just as
much as the game of q bunch of crap
shooting negroes" Thus did Bob
Jones tell of some Of the striking sins
OF Sumter. He said he would tell the
men a little more about their own
particular sins at the mems service
Sunday afternoon. Mr.. Jones closed
this part of his program by saying:
III you hear anybody cussing Bob
Jones tomorrow just let me know his
name; l may know something about
him." There was liberal applause
when Mr.. Jones was ramming home
these facts.
Mr.. Jones took for his subject of
the evening the we'll known parable
OF the %prodigal son, and although, at
times, he switched into sidetracks to
take on more fuel, in the end he came
back to his subject with a convincing
array of facts as to the parallel hat
exists between the life of the prodigal
son of old and every man of today.
The trouble with most of us is that
we don't take a good look at our
selves and find our own meanness.
Another thing, wives are too often
blind to their husbands faults, moth
ers to their sons, and SO on. Bob
Jones said to the wives last night:
Don't think because You married
him that will take him to heaven. or
that because you say he's a nice. good. !
respectable fellow, he's all right. He
needs to shake over hell till he shifts
the birthstone To the mothers, he
said: You better quit flattering that
son of yours, and pray for him in
stead TO everybody ia general, Bob
Jones gave the warnine: You het-
ter quit going around mere patung old
sinners on the back and telling them
they're good people, Nh. Jones
flayed the folks that growl about
what it costs to run. the church, by
telling them: There's not a business
man in his town who would continue
to do BUSINESS if there were not any
churches in this town. Don't kick on
hat it costs to run them, or You're |
a dirty dog Out of the church
Springs schools, civilization itself.
We are far sighted, says Bob Jones,
and we won't DO like the prodigal son,
look ourselves in the face and &C.
knowledge our w sins. And, by the !
way, that word sin can't he spoken
without hearing the hiss of q serpent
in it. Whenever we will acknowledge
cur sins, God is ready to receive us. In
fact, he is already knocking at the
door of our hearts for admittance but
some of us Won't let him in. There's
Il nail pierced hand knocking at the
door of your heart for admittance,
and you Won't let Him in, you mis-
cradle hard-hearted wretch" The
worst sin in the world is to disobey
the first commandment which, as ev-
cry one knows, is to love God Will
our whole heart. But, very often, Il
sickening sentimentalism, felt at
times, is taken for goodness by some
people. Crying isn't religion" it isn't
repentance. Repentance is the hatred
that comes for sin when we have
found out what an accursed drawback
it is to Christianity. "All this modern
talk about not believing in hell is be-
cause you don't believe in sin" We
can't enter heaven loving sin, or there
would have to be a graveyard, for
the wages of sin is DEATH 100
hates sin, but loves sinners. All We