Richmond daily register. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1917-1978, 1922-10-07

ence of the little chapel build
ing with its spire pointing to
heaven and its modest little bell
calling the villagers to worship
there. With uncovered head said
in the depth of my soul this thank
God, is the greatest institution on
the face of Gods green earth.
We talk about the cross of Cal
vary, the songs of Zion, such as
we have sung this morning-Je-
sus lover of my soul. Within
these walls the songs of Z.on
pealed forth, the scriptures are
read the word of God is unfolded
the ministry of the Holy Spirit
is felt as nowhere else in al the
wide, wide world and no mar
from any viewpoint or any stand
point whatever can really take
the attitude of supreme in1;ffer-
ence to the word of the church OF
God. Did you ever see any I'M
finished product of the church OF
God? But, after all | will answer
that question. 1t is my purpose
to answer it. l want to establish
a rule, a standard. 1t is this
What is really the answer to the
question as to what is a finished
product? What is it? The test OF
the works of any institution is its
finished product, whatever that
MAY be, pardon the homely illus
tration, but if it be a saw mill, i
is the lumber it cuts off. If a
cotton factory, it is the condition
of the cloth. If it is high schoo'
it is the condition of mind anC
heart of the boys and girls WAC
go out from1itI for the last time,
Say the final test}ofi the worth ioi
any institution is its finished pro
duct. Did You ever see any Ioff toe
finished product of the church ct
God? I have. @IIne the. days that
are gone | have been pastor OF
OUR church in the city of Park
crsville, West Virginia. I has
invited my official family to join
with me in my humble home
They all came. The dining WIS
beautiful. lust before we hat
finished the last course my wife
answered the door bell and hand
ed lis a little envelope that was
yellow, anil in it was this mes
sage eff you want to see your
mother alive come" l waited
until the meal was finished arc
then | said: Friends, you will
pardon me, but | must leave you
the train leaves in twenty min
utes. | must read you this tel
egran." [ boarded the trair
that rolled into Cincinnati anc
down into another county a little
west of it, and into the old home
where [ was born, into the very
room where my mothers twelve
children were born. Lying on d
little cot III the corner was my
mother, her honest eyes watch
/ ing as if she were looking fol-
those who had gone before, and
when sat down by her side
though she could not speak to
me, she pressed my hand to hers.
and little smile played across
her countcnance and | under
stood that she knew who | was.
+! / sat by her side for a few mo-
ments and then the Angels came
: and kissed her away land l fold
ed her hands on her breast ard
; closed her eyes with my own
fingers and kissed her goodbye
some day l will see you again.
Who was she? My mother.
Yes, but thank God more than
my mother to me so far as this
world is concerned, the finished
product Of the Church of God.
Did YOU ever see it lgls mgi
Lying over here the cefnce
terry on a 1ittlec hil1rthat locks
toward the rising of the SUN the
Angels j6ih smotheir chant to the
Glory Ghoipo lies cthe dust OF
Miss BellealI. Bennett. Certain
~ she was not what everybody
expected her to be, but who can
be But, to me she was one of
the finished products of the or
ganization and the institution Of
which | have been talking this
morning, the Church of the hv-
ing God. [ knew her we'll. We
had conferred together over ma
ny, many institutions and prop
ositions, She knew me when |
was but beginner in this Holy
Ministry. Her interest in me I
was assured of from the begin
ring of my acquaintanceship
with her TO the end of her life,