The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-05-15
HODGE PICTURES
 MOTHERLy LyLOVE IN
 TOUCHING TRIBUTE
Hands That Rock the Cradle and Rule the WorId-Many Dry Tears From Mois-
 tened Eyes

''If your mother was like mine, she left no stone unturned, she left no word nnsaid. no prayer unprayed for your welfare. And if you have failed in life 1t is not her fault" said Rev. B. G. Hodge. associate pastor of the
 First Methodist church, to a capacity audience Sunday morning, in the course of his sermon on "The Hand That Rocks the Cradle" in honor of Mothers Day"
 Tears rolled down the cheeks of many fin the audience as Rev. Hodge illustrated a mothers love by teli- ing feelingly of how his own mother saved and scrimped and sacrificed.
 going without many things so that he might have the means wherewith
 to educate himself and be something in the world, and when the service
 was over great throng came to the front to shake hands with the young preacher and thank him for this fine tribute not only to his own but to others mother.
 The text of the sermon was taken from the first book of Samuel, 2;l9: Nhot CVNSA Ills mother fnaQG nm 3 little coat and brought 1t to him from year to year, when she came up to offer the yearly sacrifice"
 Story of Hannah
 After telling the story of Hannah, who had prayed for a son and after he came dedicated him to the service Of God, Rev. Hodge declared that the same principle applied to the Meth odist doctrine Of inrant baptism. Hannah considered her child q sacred trust from God" he said, and immediately dedicated 1t back to Him. He was trained in the traditions of the temple Of God, so that when the call of Jehovah came, he heard It. So our mothers also ought to train
 their children so that we also will recognize the voice of God and be ready to do His service.
 But Hannah has many counter parts in our own mothers. in your
 mother. She taught you your first prayer, and was the first one to put on your lips the sacred name of God She Is about ready to retire from life's battle, with every medal of
 honor for distinguished service pin- ned on her breast. Do not forget her. for she never forgets you. Her love is akin to the love of God.
 Mothers Love
 Man may walk in the murderer's tracks. pursue a gamblers career and sink to the lowest depths hut 2 mothers love for her boy never changes. How like the love of God Is thisl For God SO loved tEe world that He gave His only begotton Son that whosoever believeth in Him
 should not perish but have everlast-
 ing lifeh He gave all He had. His
 son, Jesus, gave Ills life that men
 everywhere who had turned their backs on Him might have life. Your mother would give her life for you How like unto Gods love is the love of mother.
 Tt is said that one day, while the late President Mckinley was in the
 midst of much important work dur ing the Spanish-Ameriean war, 0 message came to him reading, Your mother is dying and wants to see you. Can you comeT And quickly that Christian man threw aside
 everything and wired back, Tell
 mother I'll be there And so i'm pressed was Charles Alexander, the great gospel hymn writer with this, that he wrote that now beloved hymn: Tell Mother I'll Be There. .'.'
 An earnest appeal to remember mother on this day and pay tribute closed the sermon.