Rockingham post-dispatch. [volume] (Rockingham, N.C.) 1917-1965, 1922-08-03
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: push on.
| started in this race years ago
I've made mistakes, Numbered anS
J stumbled and fell, but | got up pull
: ing towards God and eternal life. II
II had been a wagon when | started
out years ago, | don't suppose
, would have had coupling pin left
i | hadn't gone down the road a
mile in the Christian race before /
/ broke down wheel, and il seemed
to me the thing was up. | looked
| up the road and the wagon maker
| said, Just bring that wagon here;
have a shop for every fellow that
is going in the right direction -
When he was through, | said, How
much do | owe your" Not one
red, only stop at the next shop il
you break down." 1t wasn't long
before got careless and an axle
snapped, and it seemed to me / had
better quit, but just about that time
the wagon maker said, Drive in;
have shop and am working in the
interest of wagons going in the right
direction"
Converts, you will have many
break down, but thank God, no man
ever broke down out of sight of a
shop, and they are for every one
that is going in the right direction.
Sooner or later you will have your
dark tunnel experiences, but stand
still, the sun shines bright on the
other side.
Remember, the eternal God is our
| refuge. We have the promise that
all things, even strange and hard,
unaccountable obstacles, work to-
gether for our good. y.
Do not depend upon the blessings
OF yesterday, but look for bigger
ones today. Let your soul be on the
stretch for God.
The story is told of a young boy
who studied music under an old
master. Day after day he worked
and studied faithfully until at last
-he had reached his majority and
was ready to give his recital.
The evening came, the news had
been spread to the four corners of
the nation, and thousands of music
lovers and musicians had assembled
in the great auditorium. The button
was pressed, the curtains were rails
ed and the young man stepped out
AS his fingers touched the strings
OF his instrument sudden hush
fell on the audience. The second
selection was rendered with still
more ease ard grace, the music
lovers were filled with emotion, anG
they wept for Joy and cheered until
the vociferation of their approval
was heard rolling down the street
for blocks away. But not once did
he pay any attention to the weeping
cheering throng. He kept his eyes
fixed away back in the gallery.
Then at last came the closing num-
Der, this was the most wonderful of
all. People stood on their feet and
cried wonderful They rained sill
yer and gold about him, but not
once did he notice the vast audience
in front of him. He had his ewes
fixed away up there in the gallery.
Why? Away up there in the back
row sat a little white-haired old
man, bent over with years of labor,
but it was the great master, the one
who had taught and guided him so
through his years of study.
The old master was away back in
he gallery nodding his approval,
md telling him he was on the right
inc.
People, we haven't any old Dutch
master in the gallery, but we have
he Lamb of God, the Christ of
Prophecy, the Savior Of the world
Gaming over the battlements of
heaven telling us to come on and
'ress toward the mark and not let
Up or down until the gates click on
Is as we enter that world of light.
He is our incentive. Let us keep
ur eyes fixed on Him; let us run
With patience the race that is set
efore us.