The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1921-02-14
THE THREE MODES
OF FOFGETFULNESS"
TOPIC OF EVENING
BY DIR. CHAPPELL

DIR. Ashley Chappell. pastor of
broadway Methodist church delivered
a strong message on forgetfulness. at
the evening services Sunday, using for
his topic Three Modes of Forget
fulness," bringing out in beautiful
thought how Christ forgets the sins
OF those who in sincerity repents. and
how at times the human heart forgets
Him. The church was taxed to ca
paclty, at both the morning and
evening service, DR.. /. S. Sensabaugh
OF Oklahoma City occupied the pulpit
at the morning hour.
DR.. Chappells sermon in part fol-
lows:
MY people have forgotten me-"
Young says: 81 have been 80 long
remembered I'm forgot" This utter
ance expresses a deep truth. God is
remembered so well that He is for
gotten. II is also nearly always so
of the great and important things. If
the sun rose and set once every ten
or twenty-five years it would be such
an event that none would miss it,
But we have seen the sun rise and
set so often and il is remembered so
well that it is forgotten. There are
ten thousand glores and beauties all
about us, so near to us and yet for
gotten. The worst form OF forget
fulnesS is to be forgotten in plain
view.
MY people have forgotten me-"
saith the Lord There is n shower
OF blood in these words. They sob
like broken hearted mother over
her child. They mourn like a wind
through a forest of pine. They are
inexpressbly sad 1t is as If the
heart of God were torn wide open
The words are laden with tears. 1t
is a cry out Of the heart Of God TO
be remembered.
God Likes Being Remembered
There is nothing that God likes
like being remembered. Nothing will |
take its place. To forget is to aban-
don. to annihilate, to blot out. 1t
is the last thing that can be done |
1t is complete annihlation 1t is the |
last step in death. The fact is it is
the only death. Our loved ones may |
be in the tomb but when the even
ing lamps are lighted they are re-
membered AS Longfellow says: |
They take the vacant seat beside
us and we hold their hands in ours"
But to forget is death indeed There
is no tragedy so awful that can come
to a soul like forgetting its best and
truest friend
"A son is given a vast fortune A
fathers wealth and love are lavished
upon him. and the son forgets the
father. He did not murder him or
hate him or curse him. He just dis
missed him forever from his life as
IT, he never had had n father The
father builded him a palace and gave
him all for which the heart could
wish and he forgot him. God builded
for us here a great and beautiful
world. Through the years we walked
under His sun, under the light of the
far stars. on the carpet of grass, be-
side the rivers of liquid beauty, be-
meath the shade OF the trees and
among the flowers: We knew Of
His cross, His scars, His suffering,
and forthwith forgot all about Him.
We dismissed God from our lives.
My people! They are mine" says
God. 'I died for them. l bled in
Gethsemane for them. wore the
thorns for them. ! marched up Call
vary for them / left my own throne
and poured out my soul unto death
and they have forgotten me. 1t was
not an alien race in some far flung
world but my people who have for
gotten me. The people who wear
my likeness and were made in my .
image" / might forget the beggar
who crossed my path and TO whom /
tossed a coin. / might forget the
and the early friends and
;weethearts of former years that were
nine. I might forget my best earth
y friend / might even forget the
mother who bore me and the father
who reared me but TO forget the one
Who lighted the eternal spaces with
million beamng worlds, to forget
he one who has loved me from ever
asting to everlasting and who bought
md redeemed my soul from hell Is
,ast all understanding. | might forget
he king on his throne who adorned
ne with medals of honor but to forget
lin who would dress me in the pur-
lie robes of royalty and diadem me
With the gold tried in the fire is un-
hinkable.
Forgetting the things which are
,ehind. ! press toward the mark for
he prize" The things behind to st.
PAUL were grievous They were ugly.
inful and hateful But Paul saw
ahead. II was the prize, :
Ie must possess II. He refused to
,e tortured and humiliated and tied
lown by the past. He tears loose
rom the past's grim clutches and,
Ike q Roman racer, starts for the
prize before him The weight OF
lcath shall not hold him back He
viii break loose from his dark yester-
lay. He will run into the bright to-
II
The Promise Of Tomorrow II
1--WE cannot help what is past. But
We can make the future n wonderful
omorrow. Paul did not have time to
rot over the clouds. and the shad- III