Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1920-08-04
Address Delivered at Funeral
of Miss Willie Peak.
published at request of friends.)

published at request of friends.)
My heart often finds it task to
utter itself through the lips or to re-
strain its grief as l meet from time
to time in seasons of grief like unto
this. 1t is task enough and grief
poignant enough when the one we
are put away in the couch of clay
is an old person-an old person with
head frosted with the snow of many
winters, with eyes dim with age, and
feet that falteringly go. We can cas-
lily understand that as the portion of
those who reach the mellow year of
life. But frankly from my heart do
+ say that in awe do 1 stand before
the mystery-for mystery indeed it
is-when one so young, so lovely, so
ambitious, so intelligent, is taken,
fair young flower of grace and fra
GRANGE, from life's garden. But the
Great Gardener, even our God,
chooseth where He will and pluck
eth when He will. Yet, in the mys-
terry of it all, we can but trust, know
ing, ever knowing, that our God has
never made a blunder-has never
and can never make mistake. And
the passing of this fair young flower
in the very dew Of youth and dawn
of life is no blunder of our Almigh-
ty Father. 1t is but the fulfllment of
His plan for her life, the holy achiev
ment in His own time of His wish
and His will. So it is that in the mys-
terry of it and in the mystery OF the
shadow of it and in the mystery of
the why of it we don't have to un-
derstand. To trust Him and His
way. is enough. To trust, knowing
that He doeth all things well is all,
And that's enough.
Sunrise Hour of Her Welcome TO
Her Earthly Home.
1 go back in my thinking this
morning-go back just 19 years, and
pausing a bit I think bit in the
beauty and mystery of the dawn of
life, of the sunrise hour of her well
come to her earthly home. All! That
was a glad day. When mothers
heart rejoiced with exceeding great
Joy when she received to her arms
the warm little body, gift of God,
gift of Love. Then loving hands min
istered to her. Then loving lips kissed
her. Then loving hearts enshrined
her rapturously in precincts, perpet-
ual. The mothers heart prayed. The
fathers heart was bright with the
glow that only Lovelight can bring.
The cradle over which they bent
and around which they fingered was
a sacred piace-place of their pray
ers. But 1 turn from the glowing
and growing splendor of the sunrise
hour of her welcome to earth and to
her earthly home to !:
The MONDAY Splendor of Her Chris
tian Experience.
Scarcely had the glow of the dawn
faded until she passed into the glo-
rious splendor of her monday ex-
perience with Christ. One day she
met Him who is fairer than ten
thousand and altogether lovely, the
Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Val
ley fair, even Jesus whom to know
is life eternal. Meeting Him she ask
ed: "Who art thou?" And this radi-
ant and majestic One whose brow
was with radiant glories crowned
and whose lips with grace o'erfowed,
spoke and softly said: 81 am the
Christ! And wilt thou have Me as
Saviour and follow Me?" Then into
his blessed nail-torn hand went her
timid hand with a beautiful child
like trust. She followed where He
led, rejoicing in the redemption
which came from her soul and to her
soul because of Him who "bore her
sins in His own body on the tree"
And in the glory of this noontide
light of her Christian experience,
she fed on His word, faithfully at
tended the worship at His house, not
missing Sunday at Sunday School
for over seven years. What an insrl-
ration to us her remembering OF her
Creator in the days of her youth be-
fore the evil days drew nigh. Well
might we learn and profit from the
learning-because of this which we
have knowledge of concerning her.
"A oJl,, though with ewes dim