Messages of God's Love: 1915

IT was the time of the visitation of that terrible scourge, the cholera, and people were dying every day in frightful numbers. The young and old alike fell victims, some being ill only a few hours. There was a general panic, and it was surprising to find how all the places of worship were crowded. Alas, many were at meetings one evening and dead, if not buried, before the next. In the village near to which little Rosie, the subject of our narrative, lived, there had been but few cases; although in a town, a few miles distant, hundreds had died.

One hot day in August, Rosie put on a light dress and set off to take a long walk with her aunt. She came back feeling rather tired, but, after supper, retired to rest, apparently quite well. About one o’clock in the morning, she awoke with a strange feeling of pain and faintness. She managed, however, to drag her aching limbs across the corridor to her mother’s bedroom, and, with some difficulty, succeeded in awaking her parents; but even as she did so, the sickness and pain were so overpowering that her father and mother had to carry her back to her room. And then, oh, what a scene occurred! The child was prostrate with agony, sickness continued without a moment’s intermission, and cold sweats bedewed her shivering limbs. The rosy face was as pallid as that of a corpse, and nothing seemed to afford the slightest relief.

Hours passed by, and the, little girl grew weaker and weaker, but her pain of body was as nothing to the agony of her mind. Rosie was the only daughter of pious parents, and many times had the Holy Spirit striven with her, but she had resisted Him. She used to reason in the following manner: “I am healthy and young, and a long life is no doubt before me. Why should I trouble about religion? Some people who profess to be Christians, look so gloomy that I do not want to be one of such. I like fun, and mine shall be a merry life; if I had true religion I am afraid it would oblige me to give up some of the things of which I am so particularly fond.” Poor child! she had never come to Jesus, and now she lay trembling on the brink of another world — “Afraid to die,” As she lay perspiring with pain and groaning with anguish, how earnestly did she cry to God, “O! God, for Christ’s sake ‘do not let me die now; I am afraid to die, I am not saved. And O! I’ cannot believe on Thee now, I cannot think for’ pain. O! Christ, please to let me live, and then I will serve Thee.” There were groans between each whispered word, and still she prayed.

It was a night never to be forgotten; though young, the child knew her sins made her quite unprepared to stand before God. The knowledge of His holiness gave her deep distress; for Rosie had been taught at an early age to read the Bible.

Perhaps our young readers may imagine that little Rosie was a great sinner Certainly, in her outward conduct she was not so; she was naturally of a merry disposition, so that her love of fun and frolic often brought her into trouble, yet she was a lover of truth and honesty, and had a thorough contempt for all sorts of meanness and deception. Also, she was far more obedient to her parents than is the case with many children in these days of want of reverence, and of rudeness to elders, but Rosie’s sins stood before her revealed in the light of an awakened and affrighted conscience. She knew herself vile, and that she had not been washed in the blood of Christ.

O! how Rosie promised to love and serve God if He would let her get well again. God, who is rich in mercy, heard her cries and spared her life; gradually the violence of the disease abated, and she recovered; but may none of my young readers ever know such an agony as Rosie suffered on that awful night.

You may ask, “Did Rosie become a Christian upon her recovery?” We answer, “Nothing is so deceitful as the human heart;” the word of God declares, “The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.” Rosie’s promises of amendment were all made in her own strength, so that she found it impossible to keep her vows. While the terror was still fresh upon her mind, she was indeed more serious than usual; but as her health and animation returned, she neglected prayer, and did not give herself up to love and serve God. “O!” does some kind reader exclaim, “will she be lost at last?” We joyfully answer. “No,” for two or three years after her illness the Lord Jesus sought and found His lost sheep, and brought her penitent to His feet. She then gave herself to the Lord to be His forever. She heard the Saviour say, “Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out”; so the child believed His words, and they became an anchor to her soul, sure and steadfast. How could she be afraid? for the Bible declares that heaven and earth shall pass away, but not one jot or tittle of God’s word shall fail.

Rosie is very fond of the words, “It pleased the Father that in Him should all fulness dwell.” She has tasted some of that fulness. She has found in Christ strength in weakness, joy in sorrow, help in distress,

comfort in loneliness, and a sweet resting-place when weary and tired. She does not now fear death, for she believes in Him who hath said, “I am the resurrection and the life,” and “Because I live ye shall live also.”

Little reader, are you a Christian? Have you come to Jesus for salvation? If death were to stare you in the face would you be afraid to die? “There is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved” (Acts 4:12), but the name of Jesus.

Rosie is living, and this day bids me tell you children that, ever since she was brought to Jesus and found her all in Him, He has been to her “the chiefest among ten thousand,” and the “altogether lovely.” And all through the more than twenty years since she has known Christ, He has been manifesting His sweetness in many ways until this very day. She would rather part with all she has on earth than part with the Saviour.

O! my dear children, come at once—today, and He will make you happy.

Messages of God’s Love 1/3/1915

How I Was Awakened and Saved

THIRTY years ago I was a godless, careless young man, living in utter indifference to eternal things. In the district where I lived a great stir arose among the people through the preaching of a converted fisherman who was holding forth in the nearest village and giving great offense to many by his plain speaking. He told the people he was saved and sure of it, and declared that the same blessing was within the reach of all. Several well-known villagers had professed to be converted, and on the Sunday night the Town Hall was crowded to “see” the new converts. I, with some six others, went out of curiosity to see what like “converted” folks were, for in our part of the world we had never seen any of them. The meeting began with prayer. Then the fisherman spoke from the words “Why will ye die?” The words pierced my conscience, and before the address was half finished I felt myself shaking like a leaf. My sins—my secret sins—came up before me; I was brought face to face with God and His judgment. All the way home I was in misery. I slept none that night. All the week I was in deep trouble. Sunday came and I resolved to go to the preaching alone, without telling anybody where I was, for I was ashamed to own my anxiety of soul. The devil planned to keep me from going. A party of young men had hired a wagonette to spend the day at “The Braes of Gight”—-a favorite place for excursionists some miles off. I was persuaded to join them, but was miserable all day. It was soul trouble. I was glad to get home and into my sleeping apartment alone. I got my Bible out of my trunk and opened it. No doubt God guided me to Isaiah 53, where the sufferings of Christ are set forth. There I read that He was wounded for my transgressions and bruised for my iniquities, and I saw that by His death I might have life. I cast myself upon Christ. I trusted my sinful soul on His merits, and although I had not the peace or joy some have, I knew He would not let me perish. He is mighty to save. Will you trust Him?

Messages of God’s Love 1/3/1915

Wonders in Nature

HOW cool and refreshing the water looks as it is splashing over the rocks—can you imagine the great noise it is making—it comes roaring down this canyon from the mountains with tremendous force! Think of the years and years the water has been running down this valley, cutting it deeper and deeper all the time. We cannot number the years that these trees have been standing: some have rotted off with age, others have been torn out by the roots by the water. God’s work in creation is something wonderful, dear children. You know He made the world before He made the first man, Adam. How grand His work has been in forming the mountains, hills, trees, immense rocks and waterfalls. People are but tiny, insignificant things by the side of these wonders in nature. What a God is ours!

Do you own Him as your God, as your Creator? He has given us all these beautiful things to enjoy, but none of these can give us rest in our hearts and souls. If you could travel the world over, dear one, and see all the majestic things that God has made, you would then come home with an unsatisfied feeling, unless you knew God in a nearer and dearer way than just your Creator. Do you understand? You must know Him as your Saviour-God; must accept His most wonderful gift—His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, as your personal Saviour, or you will not, you cannot be happy.

“Were the vast world our own,

With all its varied store,

And Thou, Lord Jesus, wert unknown,

We still were poor.”

“HAPPY IS THAT PEOPLE WHOSE GOD IS THE LORD.” Ps. 144:15.

Messages of God’s Love 1/3/1915

The Snow

Who sends the white and feathery snow

From yonder inky cloud?

Its gentle flakes fall soft and slow

Till shrubs and flowers they shroud.

Now scarlet berries, leaflets green,

Are hidden from our sight;

Nor is the earth e’en longer seen,

All, all is spotless white.

Dear children, He who makes the snow,

And sends it from the sky,

Is God, who to us long ago,

Sent Jesus here to die.

And by His blood our souls are made,

Ah! whiter than the snow;

Thus speaks His word, and what’s there said

Is true, we fully know.

Messages of God’s Love 1/3/1915

Fletcher Christian's Bible

The Change It Wrought on Pitcairn Island

THE Holy Bible is a priceless gift from a loving God to us all. We ought so to value it, and should read it often, to learn what God has to say to us, and we should store His words in our memories against days when we may not be able to read it for ourselves. The child Timothy, converted when a young man through the Apostle Paul telling about Jesus, had a pious mother and grandmother, who doubtless often instructed him in Old Testament truths, so that from a child he knew the Scriptures, which afterwards made him wise unto salvation through believing in Christ Jesus. The Bible tells us about a holy, sin-hating God, and His wonderful love to men, women and children, and how He sent His Beloved Son into this world of sin and sorrow to save us from deserved punishment for sin.

The Bible tells us Jesus died

A sacrifice for sin;

The gates of heaven to open wide

That we may enter in.

It tells us how Jesus, when a man upon this earth, took some little babes in His loving arms and said to those who wanted to send the little children away, “Suffer the. children to come unto Me.”

And now for the story of how wonderfully God used a Bible for blessing to some poor, wretched people—men, women and children—in a far-away, lonely island in the Pacific Ocean. In the year 1789, during the reign of George the Third, King of England, a mutiny broke out on the king’s ship “Bounty,” which was then sailing in that ocean. The leader of the mutineers was a young man named Fletcher Christian, the mate of the “Bounty.” He and some others had been badly treated by their commander, Captain Bligh. Fletcher brooded over the wrong, and instead of reading his Bible to learn how to bear it patiently, he allowed Satan to fill his heart with thoughts of revenge. The Bible says, “Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath.” Fletcher, with others, seized the vessel, and sent Captain Bligh and those who were loyal to him adrift in an open boat.

Nine of these mutineers, with wives they obtained from the natives of Tahiti, and six men, three other women and a child, from Tahiti, sailed in the ship “Bounty” to “Pitcairn” Island, a small uninhabited island, quite away from the track of trading vessels, and where they thought they would be completely hidden until they were forgotten, and so escape the dreaded punishment, which they well knew was in store for them if they should be caught. We cannot hide from God’s all-seeing eye, nor escape His judgment for our sins, unless we hide ourselves in Jesus. These poor men suffered the miseries of an ever accusing conscience and lived in constant fear of discovery. “Be sure your sin will find you out.”

Fletcher Christian became very unhappy, and lived the remainder -of his life in a cave, away from the rest and in bitter reflections. He had a Bible. It may have been a fond mother’s gift when he was leaving home, and, like many another, stained with tears, and made fragrant with prayers, who knows? He now read it constantly, and let us hope that he learned in it the marvelous love of God in giving His Son to die for sinners, and that the Blood of Jesus Christ could wash away his black sins.

The rest of the men sought to drown their cares and to quiet the gnawing of their conscience by drinking an intoxicating spirit which they distilled from a plant on the island. There were constant quarrels and fights, and Fletcher Christian was one day shot dead while working in his garden. All these men save two met with death from violence, so that at the end of nine years there were only two men surviving of the fifteen who settled on the island. They were a midshipman, Edward Young, and a sailor, Alex. Smith.

Now, in their wretchedness, upon these two men, the women and the children, light dawned from that long neglected Bible, through the grace of God. They earnestly sought the truth from the pages of Fletcher Christian’s Bible, and a great change came over this little community, for instead of rioting, drunkenness and fighting, peace and quietness reigned. God was acknowledged daily. Morning and evening prayer was established, with lessons for the children and young people. Edward Young did not long survive. He died from sickness at the early age of 36. Alex. Smith lived to be 65, a truly changed man. He passed away peacefully in the presence of his family and affectionate people, all of whom loved and revered him as a pastor.

God cared for these isolated people, and in a striking manner gave them pastors and teachers, who helped them on, so that in this island where sin abounded, grace much more abounded. Some 80 years after this work of grace commenced, a letter dated September, 1877, was written from a Christian in Pitcairn Island to another in New Zealand, from which the following extracts are taken as showing how real and durable was the work accomplished by the grace of God through the instrumentality of Fletcher Christian’s Bible:

“We have morning and evening Sunday school and a Bible class on Wednesdays, and on the first Friday in every month we have a prayer meeting. Will you always remember us before the Throne of Grace? . . . It is a duty for Christians to remember one another; though so widely separated, we can ever meet around our common mercy seat, pleading the same precious promises, the same precious blood. May God in His infinite mercy keep you and me and all who love our Lord Jesus Christ, that we may not fall away but that we may be faithful unto death. I saw in your letter that you have children running in and out. Perhaps you may feel as I do the heavy responsibility resting upon us of training them up in the, nurture and admonition of the Lord. Many times when in prayer for them I would cry out like the Psalmist, `Lord, how long will the blessing tarry.’

Perhaps you may like to know a little about our island. Our food consists chiefly of yams, sweet potatoes, bananas, arrowroot and beans. The bread fruit are not now as plentiful as they used to be, but are sadly on the decrease, owing to the long drouth of recent years. Our meat is mostly fish, fowl, goats and sheep, but not much of the latter. We get our supply of clothing from passing vessels and whalers who call here for refreshments. Sometimes we run short of that article, also soap. But He who notices the sparrow’s fall bestows all we have need of in His own good time. We make a kind of cloth here that is only good for bedding. The number of inhabitants at present is about 86. Thirty scholars attend school. The men are engaged in making two canoes for fishing.”

Note—The writer of this beautiful Christian letter bears the surname of the most ignorant and depraved of the crew of the “Bounty,” the man who established a distillery and who was killed through throwing himself from a rock in a fit of delirium from drink.

The happy results of reading Fletcher Christian’s Bible are still to be seen in the Godfearing people on this little island in the Pacific ocean.

Messages of God’s Love 1/10/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 134. II. SAMUEL 1.
DAVID MOURNED FOR SAUL AND JONATHAN.

TWO days after David had returned to Ziklag, a man came to him from the camp of Saul. His clothes were rent, and dust was on his head; and when he saw David he bowed to the earth. David asked him whence he came, and he answered, “Out of the, camp of Israel am I escaped.” Then David inquired about the battle, and was told that the people had fled, and Saul and Jonathan were dead. Then David wanted to know how all this happened, and the messenger told him that he happened to be on Mount Gilboa and saw Saul in great distress, pursued by the Philistines, and he had asked him to kill him. “So,” the man said, “I stood upon him, and slew him, because I was sure that he could not live after he had fallen, and I took the crown that was upon his head and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them unto my lord.” This falsehood the wicked Amalekite told, thinking he would please David, and perhaps get a reward from him. But David was far from pleased. He took his garments and rent them, and all his men did the same, and they mourned and wept and fasted until evening for Saul and Jonathan and for the people of the Lord who had fallen by the sword.

Then David asked the young man who he was, and found he was an Amalekite, an enemy of the Lord’s people. David asked, “How wast thou not afraid to stretch forth thine hand to destroy the Lord’s anointed?” Then he commanded him to be put to death, saying, “Thy blood be upon thy head, for thy mouth hath testified against thee. saying, ‘I have slain the Lord’s anointed.’ “

The death of Saul and Jonathan was a real sorrow to David. He had loved Jonathan dearly, and Saul was to him the Lord’s anointed. He lamented for them and for fallen Israel. He said, “The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places; how are the mighty fallen! Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph. Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, neither let there be rain upon you, nor fields of offerings.” Then he continued, “I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan; very pleasant hast thou been unto me; thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women. How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!”

In order that they might guard against other deaths from archers—men who fought with bows and arrows—he gave orders that the children of Judah should be taught to use these weapons.

David’s forgiving spirit is very beautiful. He has forgotten all the evil Saul did to him, and remembered only the good. He had truly loved his enemy, done good to him that persecuted him, according to the Lord’s command. (Math. 5:44.) May we all have more of that spirit within us!

Messages of God’s Love 1/10/1915

Nothing But the Blood

WASHING away past things? Nothing but the blood, sir—nothing but the blood!”

“When did you learn that?” “Only last Sunday evening, but I’m too full to speak of it tonight, sir.”

Such was the short conversation that took place between a Christian and one of the railway employes who was washing the time-bills off the boards, ready to put fresh ones up for another month.

Has the love of God filled your heart with joy unspeakable? Such joy as this the world cannot give; it is found in Christ alone. He said to His disciples: “These things have I spoken unto you, that My joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.”

“Without shedding of blood is no remission.”

“THE BLOOD OF JESUS CHRIST, HIS SON, CLEANSETH US FROM ALL SIN.” 1 John 1:7.

“Nothing but the precious blood

Can give lasting peace with God,

For the heart so dark, so stained with sin and guilt;

There is nothing can atone

But the blood of Christ alone,

Blood which Christ in love for guilty sinners spilt.

Trusting in that precious blood,

There is perfect peace with God;

Saved for glory, wondrous story,

Saved through Jesus’ precious blood.”

Messages of God’s Love 1/10/1915

The Faith of a Little Child!

A FAIR little child of five stood at her mother’s side trying to wipe away the tears that would come to her eyes because of the great pain she was suffering in her nerves.

“Mamma,” she said, “why do you not send for Doctor Y?”

“It is no use, dear. Man can do me no good. Jesus only can make me well, or give me patience to bear the pain,” said the sufferer.

The little one suddenly knelt down, joined her tiny hands together, bent her head, and with sweet simplicity and warmth prayed, “Good Lord Jesus, I do not like to see my mamma so ill. Doctor Y. cannot make her well. You can send away the naughty pains.”

The child’s “prayer of faith” was answered by the Lord; and one hour later the mother was free from the fearful pains she had felt so long. With a heart full of thankful praise to God, she kissed her darling child again and again; and the little one, seeing her mother now in smiles, quickly smiled in return. “I knew, mamma,” said she. “that you would soon be better; because Jesus can make us well.”

This believing and loving child was one of those of whom the Saviour said, “Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings Thou hast perfected praise (Math. 21:16).

Jesus, Lord, almighty Saviour,

Now we sing to Thee;

To thy name, O tender Shepherd,

Praise and glory be I

Thou, O Lord! art our Salvation,

Thou our Strength and Song;

Thou hast saved us, Thou hast bought us,

Thou art great and strong.

So we bless Thee and we praise Thee,

Praise Thee and adore;

Glory be to Thee, Lord Jesus,

Now and evermore!

Messages of God’s Love 1/10/1915

Busy Girls

WHAT a peaceful scene we have before us in our picture! Do you wonder what these girls are talking about? It must be something good, for they have such kind, happy faces. They are busy girls, though, for one has a pitch-fork in her hand, and the other is tending the cow and calf. They are beginning a day’s work—and are happy in it. Did you know that the busy people are always the happiest ones? Idle ones are sure to get into mischief—they are apt to be talking evil and unkind things, and doing harm to others.

God has a message in His Word to idle people: look at Prov. 6:6. He tells them to watch the tiny ant: it is always busy. God is so displeased with His own children who waste their time. Our lives are so uncertain; so short, too, at the best that we want to be occupying our time for Him.

Little people can run errands and do many deeds of kindness for others when mother does not need them. All these things will make them very happy, if done because they love Jesus. He is watching us all the time, and knows whether we are doing our work to please Him. Big and little people can do their duties as under His eye, and have a peace and a real happiness down in their hearts because they are doing faithfully the work He ‘has given them strength for. .

“WHATSOEVER YE DO, DO IT HEARTILY, AS TO THE LORD, AND NOT UNTO MEN.” Col. 3:23.

Messages of God’s Love 1/17/1915

The Martyr's Widow

“FEAR not, my Lisa, our kind, heavenly Father is watching over me!”

The speaker was a Belgian workman, about thirty years old, robust, and with a bright, intelligent face. The room in which he was sitting denoted comfortable circumstances. The evening meal was over, and although it was getting late, the husband and wife were still talking together. It was at the unsettled time of the Reformation, and the Netherlands were groaning under cruel persecution.

“I know it, Charles, God is watching! But, nevertheless, He allows His servants to suffer. They are imprisoned and tortured. Nowadays He does not quench the fiery furnace as He did in the days of the first witnesses of the Lord Jesus.”

“No, Lisa,” answered her husband, courageously, “but He walks with them in the furnace as He did for Daniel’s friends.”

Lisa’s eyes filled with tears, and she sighed deeply. The poor wife was weak and fearful for her husband. She arose in answer to the cries of a young child in its crib. Charles took a book of Psalms translated into French.

He used to hide carefully this precious treasure. In those dark days it was death, certain death, to be accused of printing, concealing, copying, buying or selling such a book, or any part of the Holy Scriptures.

Lisa had quieted little Marie, and was opening a secret panel where she was wont to hide divers objects, when there came a violent knock at the door. Terrified, she looked at her husband, when she heard these words, “In the name of King Philip, open the door!”

Quickly pulling her husband by the arm, she made him enter the closet hid by the panel. She then went to open the door. From his dark hiding place, Charles could hear the loud, harsh voice of the burgomaster, and the steps of the men walking in the room; his hand was on the, latch, ready to come out, if his wife needed assistance.

A few moments later the house was empty. Charles kissed his wife goodbye; he knew that to save his life he must flee before dawn.

“Where shall you go?” inquired Lisa, as he was taking leave of his children.

“My dear wife, it is far better for you that you should not know, but we have the same Father in heaven. Keep this book with care; in it you will find strength and comfort. Train the children by it, and may God be with you.”

For a while Lisa hoped that her husband had escaped, but one day she had news that the burgomaster and his agents had arrested him as he endeavored to return home disguised.

Then came the trial, where the martyr faithfully confessed his Saviour. He was urged to renounce Christ, for he was much loved and esteemed in the town. “Have you no pity for your wife and children?” asked the judge.

“God knows,” answered Charles, “that if I had a house filled with gold, I would joyfully give it in exchange for my loved ones. But I cannot deny my Lord, even for the love of my wife and children.”

The sentence was pronounced and the execution followed quickly, for the two things went together in those awful days. Let us not tarry long over it, neither describe the furious mob which gathered on the market place of the little city of Gonda; nor the silent looks of sympathy or distress; the chains, the scaffold, the pile of fagots, the fierce fire in broad daylight, then the handful of cinders, the blood-sprinkled ground—this is but too well known. Such were the sad realities that men, women and children witnessed frequently at that time in Holland.

A few days later, a mysterious messenger brought a package to the martyr’s young widow. It was the precious copy of the Psalm with the fourth verse of the thirty-fourth Psalm marked heavily. “I sought the Lord, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears.”

Months and years passed. Lisa worked for her children, and taught them diligently from the Holy Scriptures, the book her husband had so dearly loved. After four years of persecution, the worst Holland had ever seen, a great change came suddenly. From town to town the cry was heard, “The Gueux are coming.” This was the name given to the patriots who revolted against the cruel king of Spain, Philip II. “The Prince of Orange is at the frontier; let us fight for God, for country and for liberty.”

On a dark night, a knock was heard at the door.

“Who calls?” answered Lisa, shaking, with fear.

“In the name of God, open! open! My life is in danger. I am pursued.”

Terror-stricken, a fugitive rushed in through the half-opened door; by the light of the lamp, Lisa recognized the burgomaster who had pursued and condemned her husband!

Not in vain had the widow sat at the feet of Jesus, her meek and lowly Saviour. She had learned there to forgive, and she was enabled to say, although with an effort, “In the name of Christ, come in!”

The burgomaster did not remember the house, else he would not have chosen it for his hiding place. He followed his protectress, who opened the secret panel wherein he slipped hastily, asking, “Am I safe in this place?”

“Yes, quite safe,” simply answered the widow. “This is the place where my husband hid when, four years ago, you and your myrmidons were seeking him. Enter without fear. I answer for your life.”

The martyr’s widow kept her word; the burgomaster was safe; he escaped all pursuit. Lisa was happy that night, and her prayer ascended with thanksgiving.

This true story is one proof among thousands of the power of Christ to make the weak strong—able not only to suffer and die, but to love with a love triumphing over hatred and cruelty.

How beautifully Lisa carried out the words of the Lord Jesus, “Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you.” (Math. 5:44.)

And Charles, the obscure martyr, who faithfully obeyed the Lord’s words, “Be thou faithful unto death,” shall surely receive the promised “crown of life.” (Rev. 2:10.)

Messages of God’s Love 1/17/1915

Blind Henry

TNE bright morning in spring, I took a walk in the country. I had not gone far before I met a boy and a girl. The girl made a courtesy, and touching the boy, told him to make a bow to me, which he did, and, looking up, said, “Good morning.”

I saw that he was blind, and feeling deeply interested in him, I asked him where he lived. He told me in the first cottage at the end of the lane.

The next day I went to see him. His name was Henry. I found him listening to his sister reading to him out of the Bible. When she had finished, he appeared in deep thought. I asked what he was thinking about. He said, “Before it pleased God to deprive me of my sight, I was, I fear, a very wicked boy in many ways. I never thought of God and of heaven until I was very ill and feared that I was dying. I was very miserable then. I remembered the days when I went to Sunday school, and there was taught that Jesus died on the cross that sinners might be saved. Then it pleased God to turn my heart to Him; and, though blind, I am far happier than I ever used to be.”

“How long have you been ill?” I asked. “About half a year,” he replied.

I saw poor Henry very often. He appeared to be quickly sinking; he was always very glad for me to talk to him of Jesus. He told me that he was so happy, for he felt sure that his sins were washed away by the blood of Jesus. He feared not to die; for Jesus would be with him through the dark valley of death.

That valley was soon entered by the poor blind boy. His last words were, “Happy, happy! Saved, saved!”

Messages of God’s Love 1/17/1915

A Word Spoken in Due Season, How Good It Is

Prov. 15:23

THERE came into a prayer meeting a worldly, scoffing infidel, and as he spoke mockingly to his friend, a little boy about ten years old stole up to him, and looking up into his face, said, “Sir, aren’t you afraid to mock God?” About ten years afterwards this gentleman came to the father of that boy and said to him, “I want to know what has become of your little boy? I should very much like to see him. Ten years ago I was an infidel; I came into one of your meetings to turn all into ridicule. I was standing at the door mocking at what was said, when a little boy (who I found out afterwards was your son), looking up solemnly into my face, said, “Sir, aren’t you afraid to mock God?” Do you know that word went straight to my heart. I could not shake it off. He said it so earnestly. It was evident the child meant it. I felt I had been mocking God. I became very miserable. I could not rest. I went home, and got more and more wretched. Weeks passed away, and still I could not shake it off. At last I began to pray, and by and by God was pleased to change my heart. I became a different man, and throughout eternity I shall have to thank God for that little fellow’s remark to me.”

“God bath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.” (I Cor. 1:27.)

Messages of God’s Love 1/17/1915

Sobriety

HOW fond some children are of mischief and fun! Here are two who are evidently enjoying a little sport. One has got hold of some nose-glasses and placed them on his nose; looking down through them he is pretending to read a large newspaper which he is holding side-wise at a good distance from him, while his companion in sport looks laughingly on.

All this is very innocent, and I do not think any of us would be ready to blame children for such diversions, but when the days of childhood are over, childish things need to be laid aside. Sobriety is that which is specially becoming the Christian, whether it be aged men or aged women young men or young women.

Would you not think it most unseemly for one who had just been saved from drowning to be full of jesting and hilarity? Or, if one who had narrowly, and at much risk, escaped from a burning building, would break out in foolish talk, do you not think the beholders would be filled with disgust?

But oh! dear young Christian, you have been snatched from the jaws of hell, whose mouth is wide open to receive all who will not turn to God; you have been saved from the endless burnings. Does it not sober you to think of it? And should you not walk in sobriety before an ungodly world that realizes not that the end is destruction!

You have been delivered from the coming wrath. May you, then, by your sober, godly ways, be a living proof to others of the reality of God’s work in your soul!

“THE END OF ALL THINGS IS AT HAND: BE YE THEREFORE SOBER, AND WATCH UNTO PRAYER.” 1 Pet. 4:7.

Messages of God’s Love 1/24/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 135. II SAMUEL 2.

KING DAVID.

DAVID was to be king after Saul’s death. God had said this many years before, and David had been long waiting quietly till the time came. Now that Saul and Jonathan were both dead, David asked God if he should go up to Judah. God told him to go to Hebron, in the land of Judah; David obeyed and went, and all his family and his soldiers with him. Then the men of Judah came and anointed him king over them.

David still remembered and mourned for Saul. The first thing he did was to call the men of Jabesh-Gilead. and to thank and bless them for their kindness to their dead king, whom they had fetched from the idols’ temple of the Philistines, where he had been nailed to the wall, and they buried him under a tree in Jabesh.

“The Lord,” said David to these men, “will show kindness and truth unto you, and I also will requite you this kindness, because ye have done this thing.”

But David was not king of all Israel as yet. For seven years he reigned only over Judah. Saul had left one son, named Ishbosheth. Abner, the captain of Saul’s army, took Ishbosheth and made him king over the remainder of Israel. He himself became their captain, while Joab, a nephew of David, ruled David’s men. These two men proposed that each take twelve of his men to fight the other’s, which they did. Abner and his men were beaten by David’s servants. As Abner fled, Joab’s brother, Asahel, followed him; he could run like a deer, and soon overtook Abner, who threatened to kill him if he persisted in pursuing him. Asahel would not give up, and Abner killed him. His body fell by the roadside, where all could see him as they went. Joab and another brother still pursued, until the sun went down. Abner lost three hundred and sixty men, and David twenty, including Asahel.

There was war for a long time between David and Ishbosheth, but David became stronger and stronger, and the house of Saul weaker and weaker. Six sons were born to David, while in Hebron. During this time Abner had been faithful to Saul’s son, but soon he became angry with Ishbosheth, who resented his taking Saul’s wife for himself. He sent messengers to David, wishing to make a league with him, and proposing to bring all Israel to submit to him. David did so, but said that before Abner ‘could see his face, he must bring back Michel, Saul’s daughter, who had been his wife. She came, and the husband to whom Saul had given her, followed, weeping. Abner commanded him to return to his home, which he did. Abner was true to his promise to David, and went to the elders of Israel and told them God had promised that by David’s hand the Philistines and all Israel’s enemies should be slain. The Israelites thought favorably of this, and Abner went to make the league with David. The two men had a feast together, and Abner went away in peace.

At this time Joab was away, pursuing a band of men. As he was returning with great spoil, he heard that Abner, whom he hated because of his brother Asahel, had come and gone in peace. Unknown to David, he sent messengers to Abner to return, and pretended to speak kindly to him, but as they drew near each other Joab thrust his sword into Abner’s side. Abner fell down dead directly, and the people came and told David. David felt very badly, and he and the people mourned for Abner, and followed his body to the grave. But he did not dare punish Joab then; he had not power enough yet. But he never forgot Joab’s wickedness, and said the Lord would punish him, though he could not.

This was a sad time for Israel, a time of civil war and bloodshed. But David’s enemies, God had promised, must be put down, and he would be acknowledged king over Israel.

It reminds us of a greater King, rejected by His people, the Lord Jesus Himself, who is coming again to reign over the earth. Then shall His enemies be put down;_ then also those who have not been for Him shall be found against Him, and His judgment shall be poured out upon them. What a terrible time for those who have not accepted Him as their Saviour before His coming. Will YOU be among their number?

Messages of God’s Love 1/24/1915

The Little Cabin Boy

WE were seated, my sister and I, on the beach overlooking the Atlantic Ocean in France, near the mouth of the Loire. My sister was drawing and I was reading to her.

A group of boys was standing smiling not far from us, and some of them approached near enough to throw a furtive look on the album where my sister was taking her sketch. Attracted by the story which I was reading aloud, they ended by seating themselves close to us. After a while I drew some booklets from my satchel and distributed them among them. Doing so, I spoke a few words to one of them:

“And you, little man, how old are you?”

“I am thirteen, madamoiselle.”

“What is your name?”

“Louis Bertaud.”

“And what do you do?”

“I am a cabin boy and I have already had a shipwreck.”

“A shipwreck already! And where? Tell me all about it.”

“I was on board a vessel carrying copper ore. That is heavy, you know, madamoiselle. We were trying to enter the port of Calais. The wind was blowing terribly hard, and we turned too quickly, so that we struck our side against a rock. The vessel could not stand the blow. She was torn all along the bottom. At the second shock she sank.”

“And what did you do then?”

“I held on to the mainmast, together with four other men of the crew. The top of the mainmast was sticking up above the water.”

“Did somebody see you in that position?”

“O, the time seemed terribly long, beaten as we were by the wind and waves. We remained there till ten o’clock at night. At last a boat brought us help.”

“A life boat?”

“Yes, an unsinkable boat. They came to our help and saved us all. O, how delicious it was to find ourselves on solid ground, before a good fire, and with dry clothes on. After a little while, I could go home, and how glad my mother was to see me!”

“I am sure of it. But tell me, Louis, who saved you?”

“I don’t know. They were brave men, one of whom was an Englishman.”

“But who told them to save you?”

“I suppose it was the Admiralty.”

“No doubt, but who could have suggested to the marine authorities to do such a kind thing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Whence comes all that is great and good and noble?”

“O, from God!”

“Certainly; and therefore it is to God that you owe your salvation. Have you thanked Him?”

“My mother has done so, and I also.”

“Well done. Do not forget to do so every day. But do, you know, your shipwreck makes me think of another shipwreck, and another life boat, and another Saviour. All sinners are like shipwrecked sailors. We are all, by nature, sinners, and we are so tossed about by the waves of the circumstances of life, that at any moment we are ready to be swallowed up, and to perish in an abyss which is an eternity of pain deserved by our sins. We could not save ourselves, any more than you could save yourself when you were holding on to the top of the mast of the frigate. But think! From the height of heaven God has seen us. He was not obliged to take pity on us, for we had offended Him with our sins. Nevertheless, He loved us so much that He sent His Son.”

“Jesus Christ?”

“Yes, Jesus Christ. He has not only courageously exposed His life, like those men in the life boat, but He has really given it for us. He bore the wrath of God against sin. He died, and in doing so has saved us from the abyss into which we were just going to fall. He has risen, and has now sent to announce the Gospel of salvation by grace, saying, `He that believeth in Me hath everlasting life.’ Him that cometh to Me, I will in no wise cast out.’ He is directing the life boat towards every sinner, towards everyone who is perishing, and saying to them, ‘Save your life.’ What did you do, Louis, when you saw the life boat within your reach?”

“I let myself fall into it.”

“Without hesitation?”

“Certainly!”

“You did not wait till the danger became greater?”

“O, no!”

“Did any of the men beg you to believe in their good intentions of saving you?”

“No, indeed! There was not a minute to lose.”

“Well, neither is there now a moment to lose, nor to hesitate. You need to let yourself fall into the arms of the Saviour, Jesus Christ. The work which He has finished for you is the unsinkable life boat in which you find eternal salvation. God grant that you may feel the danger your soul is in, as keenly as when you saw and felt the waves foaming and dashing all. around you, in order that you may, like Peter, cry to Jesus, ‘Lord, save me!’ He is ready to take you by the hand and carry you to safety.”

Little Louis Bertaud listened attentively to what I said, and willingly received a little New Testament, which he promised to read.

You, dear reader, do the same. Do not hesitate to get a New Testament and to read it. There you will learn of the life boat which God sends to save you from the water of judgment, and to conduct you safely to the land of eternal salvation.

Messages of God’s Love 1/24/1915

He Shall Carry the Lambs

IN a Chinese Christian family at Amoy, says a writer, a little boy, the youngest of three children, on asking his father to allow him to be baptized, was told that he was too young; that he might fall back, if he made a profession when he was only a little boy. To this he made the touching reply: “Jesus has promised to carry the lambs in His arms.”

Messages of God’s Love 1/24/1915

Saving Life

THIS picture tells its own story pretty well. Puss has been in danger of losing her life, and her faithful friend has come to her rescue, and he is now carrying her off to give her a chance to recover from the fright, and to rest awhile.

It is nice to see the care that this fine dog takes, catching pussy by the only part that would not hurt her. Dear old fellow! He looks as though he were quite happy to do this.

It is a grand thing to save the life of any one. The life of a cat does not seem of much account, yet it is much to the little thing itself, though it is only being brought back to its own old life again, and allowed a few more weeks or months, at most, of the same life.

The Lord Jesus, you remember, asked the question, whether it is not better to save life than to destroy it? He also said, He was the good Shepherd, because He laid down His life for His sheep.

In order to save our lives He gave up His own. But the wonderful thing is, that the life we get by faith, through His dying for us, is not the same life that we had before, but a new life, a life that is pleasing to God, so that He can receive us through the Lord Jesus, who has made atonement for our sins.

Do you think God loves Him? Well, He says those who believe in Christ are taken into the same favor that He has—that they are as He is. They are children of God, they have eternal life, and this life is in His Son. Are these not wonderful blessings?

“YE ARE ALL THE CHILDREN OF GOD BY FAITH IN CHRIST JESUS.” Gal. 3: 26.

Messages of God’s Love 1/31/1915

All We - Us All

Isaiah 53:6

I WAS so glad to see a story in this paper a little while ago, called “The Two Alls.” As I read it, I thought of a story I heard last summer about the same “Two Alls.” I will try and tell it to you as nearly as I can remember.

A man who was preaching the Gospel one evening was to leave the town by train immediately after the meeting. He had reached the station when a young man came running after him and quite out of breath said,

“O, sir, please let me have a talk with you. I do want to be saved tonight so much.”

The preacher replied, “I am very sorry, but I must take this train which is just leaving, but if you really want to be saved, go to Isaiah fifty-three, six. Go in at the first ‘all,’ and come out at the last ‘all.’

He got on the train as he said this and was soon far away.

The young man stood astonished and angry, and at last exclaimed, “He professes to care about my soul, but he would rather catch his train, and let me be lost, than stay and tell me how to be saved,” and like Naa-man of old, “He turned and went away in a rage.” As he walked towards home, the preacher’s words kept ringing in his ears, “Isaiah 53:6. Go in at the first ‘all’ and come out at the last `all’.”

“Whatever did he mean?” he kept asking himself, and at last decided that he would at least look at the verse, so he got a Bible, as soon as he reached home, and found the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah, and the sixth verse, which reads,

“All we, like sheep have gone astray; we have turned everyone to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.”

Over and over again he read the first line, “All we, like sheep have gone astray,” until at last he began to understand what it meant to go in at the first “all.” “O,” he exclaimed, “it means me, that I’ve gone astray and am lost, like a poor silly sheep.”

Yes, dear children, that was just it, when a man, or even a little boy or girl, goes astray, they are lost and God says that “All we, like sheep have gone astray.”

Have you, dear child, even found that this “All we” means you, your very own self, that you are lost; like that young man that it means “me”. But the Good Shepherd is looking for His lost sheep, and if He has never found you, He does want so much to find you now.

The young man believed God that he had gone astray like a sheep and so was lost. That was how he went in at the first “all,” but he did not stay there, for he came out at the last “all”.

When he found that God said, “The Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all,” he believed God again that He had laid all his naughty things (for that is what “iniquity” means) on Jesus, and so he came out at the last “all,” because he believed it meant himself when God said “us all”. He could say “There are no naughty things left on me now, because the Lord laid them all on Jesus when He was on the cross at Calvary.”

Can you, darling child, say the same thing? Have you ever gone in at the first “all” and come out at the last “all” of Isaiah 53:6? O! if you never have, just lay down this paper, and ask Him to show you how to do so right now, before you read any more, and then He, who is the Good Shepherd, will say,

“Rejoice with Me; for I have found My sheep which was lost.”

Messages of God’s Love 1/31/1915

Helen, Winnie and Mary

I KNOW three little girls called Helen, Winnie and Mary. Grandmother liked them to come to her every day for half an hour, to hear about the Word of God. They were not old enough to read well themselves.

The first thing they were taught was this: God sent His dear Son, the Lord Jesus, to save bad people. And we were all bad, not one good amongst us. Not one, even, who was partly good, and partly bad. Each one was all bad; men, women and children all alike.

“That isn’t true of me,” said Winnie; “I am not all bad. I have some bad things in me, and some goodness besides.”

“And I’m good,” said Mary.

“I have some badness, and some goodness,” repeated Winnie.

“You are quite wrong, Winnie,” said Helen, “your goodness is all badness; God says so.”

Was Helen right? Yes, God has said so. He has told us very plainly that we are all bad. He has said that every imagination of the thoughts of man’s heart is only evil continually, that the imagination of man’s heart is evil from his youth. This means that all our thoughts and plans and wishes and likings are had, not good. He has given us a long list of bad things that come out of man’s heart, but not one good thing; He has told us that what we call. our goodness, He calls our “filthy rags.”

Winnie did not like to hear this. But grandmother told her Helen was quite right, and that she, and Helen, and Mary, and grandmother herself, were all born with bad hearts, that never got any better. Mary looked very angry when grandmother said this. She frowned, and pouted her lips, and said “I’m good! I know I’m good!”

“But you are not good, Mary,” said Helen.

“I am good! I am good!” said Mary, in a very loud voice; “if you don’t say I’m good I will kick you and beat you!” And Mary raised her hand to beat poor little Helen with all her might, but grandmother stopped her and said, “We all see now, Mary, that you are not good.” Then Mary sat still, and looked at the floor with a very cross face, and said nothing more for some time; anyone who had seen her then would have thought, “What a naughty little girl that must be!” Grandmother felt quite sure that neither of these three little girls really believed and felt that she was bad. Perhaps you may think from what I have told you that Helen believed and felt it. But grandmother knew something about’ Helen, which you have not been told. It was this. Not long before, Helen had come into the drawing room looking very much pleased about something. She said to grandmother, “I want you to give a new doll to Bertha, and a new doll besides to poor, naughty, silly little me.”

Grandmother did not answer her at first, and then Helen said, “The reason I say poor, naughty, silly little me, is because I am not proud, like the Pharisees. I beat my doll Florence, and sent her to bed after her tea yesterday, because she would be a Pharisee. I am not!” And Helen looked as before, very much pleased with herself because she was not proud. That is, she thought she was not. You can now understand why grandmother did not think that Helen really believed, any more than Winnie and Mary, that she was all bad, with no goodness in her. I think if you look into your own heart you will very likely find that you are either like Helen, Winnie, or Mary. Either you think you are good, like Mary, or you think you are partly good and partly bad, like Winnie, or you are proud of knowing, or of saying, that you are not good. Only God the Holy Ghost can make us truly believe and feel that we are lost, bad, and proud sinners, with no love of God in our hearts. I hope and pray that God will show it to you, dear little children, whoever you are, how wicked our hearts are. God knows what we are, and He has told us plainly in His Word about the heart—”It is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.” What can be done? Jesus is the One who has atoned for sins, by bearing the punishment in the sinner’s stead, and He did that on Calvary’s cross. “Whosoever believeth in Him shall receive remission of sins.” (Acts 10:43.) Believe the testimony God has given of how bad we are and believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, who died for sinners, and you will have your sins put away before God so that He can say, “Their sins and iniquities will I remember no more.” (Heb. 10:17.)

Messages of God’s Love 1/31/1915

I Shall Go to Him, But He Shall Not Return to Me

2 Samuel 12:23

WHEN the Missionary Moffat was returning to England in 1839 with his family, after the ship had put to sea severe weather set in, and in the midst of the general distress it became evident to Mrs. Moffat that one of her little boys was dying. Jamie had never overcome an attack of measles, and in three days he passed away at the age of six years. Amidst the dreadful storm on the sea, he lay calmly in his fond mother’s arm, talking sweetly of the angels who should bear to heaven the spirits of little children, and with the words,

“O! that will be joyful,

When we meet to part no more,”

on his little lips, he fell asleep in Jesus.

Messages of God’s Love 1/31/1915

Jesus - Saviour

Jesus, He the Saviour is,

O what a theme is this,

Praise shall be forever

His Seated now in glory.

O Saviour, precious Lord,

Worthy to be adored;

Join now with glad accord.

Give Him honor, glory,

Jesus—precious name to know,

While pilgrims here below,

By His blood made white as snow,

Meet to dwell in glory.

Jesus—oh how sweet that name,

For evermore the same,

Worthy He of highest fame

And of honor, glory.

Jesus, ever faithful Friend,

His love will never end,

He will all His own defend

Till with Him in glory.

Jesus hath done all things well,

Now let the tidings swell,

Of His grace the story tell,

Till the dawn of glory.

Jesus, oh, what love and grace,

In all His ways we trace,

O, what joy to see His face,

In the brightest glory.

Jesus soon again will come

And gather all His own,

Ever then to be at home

In His rest in glory.

Jesus when on earth was slain,

Now lives on high again;

He in righteousness will reign

When He comes in glory.

Can we be unsafe where God has placed us, and where He watches over us as a parent a child that he loves?

Messages of God’s Love 1/31/1915

Bible Questions for February

Answers to Bible Questions for December

“According to the grace of God,” etc. 1 Cor. 3: 10

“In a moment,” etc. “ 15:52

“For ye see your calling,” etc. “ 1: 26

“There hath no temptation,” etc. “ 10: 13

“For ye are bought with a price,” etc. “ 6:20

“For by one Spirit,” etc. “ 12: 13

“For if I do this thing willingly,” etc. “ 9:17

Bible Questions for January

The Answers are to be found in Galatians, Ephesians and Philippians.

Write the verse containing the words: “The wiles of the devil.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Which is far better.”

Write the verse containing the words: “By the faith of Jesus Christ.”

Write the verse containing the words: “An odor of a sweet smell.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Let him be accursed.”

Write the verse containing the words: “A sweet smelling savor.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Be not entangled again.”

Messages of God’s Love 2/7/1915

Do You Know Your Name?

THIS IS a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the the world to save sinners.” (I Tim. 1:15.1 “God be merciful to me a sinner.” (Luke 18:13.)

There was a little boy, nine years old, who went one night with his father to a meeting.

As they walked along the country lane, the father said, “Now, Johnnie, I want you to pay great attention while I am speaking, because in the address I mean to mention your name.”

“My name, father, what shall you say about me?”

“O, you must wait, my boy, till you hear the address.”

So Johnnie fixed his eyes upon his father, and listened very quietly until the service was over, and as they were walking home together, he said--

“Father, you forgot to mention my name.”

“No, Johnnie, I said it more than once. Walk quietly along. Now try to understand what I mean.”

After walking in silence for some distance, the little boy said softly, “I think I know what you mean, father. Was it when you said sinner?”

“Yes, my dear boy, for that is indeed your name.”

I think Johnnie will never forget that walk, and the nice talk he had with his father.

Do you, dear reader, know your name? Perhaps you are not aware that both your name and address are in the Bible, but such is the fact, for your name in sinner, and your address is the world, and both are mentioned in the verse at the head of this chapter.

But there are many children who do not know their names, like a little boy, three and a half years old, who took up the Bible and said,

“Shall I read to you, auntie?” and then pretended to read as follows,

“God—says—I—am—a—very — good—little—boy.”

Now the little fellow could not read at all, having invented this in his own brain, but his aunt soon stopped him, saying,

“You are quite wrong, for God says you are a very bad little boy.”

You see, he did not know his own name. Do you know your name?

Many years ago, a little girl became anxious about her soul’s salvation, and wanted to talk to a preacher upon the subject. I knew that aged preacher, and can almost fancy I see him now on the platform at a Children’s Service, with his snow-white hair, and beautiful smile.

So the little girl went off to the big house where that preacher lived. But her courage failed her when she arrived there, and being very timid, she trembled very much. Such a faintness came over her that she feared her face would look very pale, and so rubbed her hands on her face to get a little color into it.

But, alas! alas! the child had forgotten that she had put on a new pair of black kid gloves, and, the dye came off on her face, and made her look so funny.

She was shown into the preacher’s study, and he managed to keep a grave countenance all the while he talked with her. After telling her of the Saviour’s love to children and praying with her, he bade her “good-by,” saying very kindly,

“Before you go home, my dear, you had better go into the kitchen and tell the servant that you have some marks on your face.”

So away she ran, wondering what it could be, and said, “Mary, the preacher says I have some marks on my face; do let me look in a glass!”

The servant could not help laughing as she brought a little glass for the child to look in, who was astonished to find what a state she was in.

“How could it have happened, Mary?” “Why, my dear, it must have come off your black gloves, I should think.”

And then the little girl remembered how she had rubbed her face.

Now, this girl had a dirty face, but did not know it. However, when she looked in the glass and saw how black it was, she was most anxious to be washed clean. And how many children there are who have black and sinful hearts, yet are not aware of it,, although the looking-glass of God’s Word plainly shows that “there is no difference, for all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” (Rom. 3:22, 23.)

Messages of God’s Love 2/7/1915

Save Your Life

WE would tell the dear children about a catastrophe which took place more than a hundred years ago in Switzerland. No doubt you have often heard of that country, with its glorious, snowy mountains, and deep, green valleys. One of these splendid peaks is called the Righi, and on the side of that mountain formerly lay the pretty village of Goldau. Just above this peaceful hamlet was a high point called the Rossberg. The village nestled at the foot of the mountain, which seemed to protect it against the winds and tempests so frequent in those parts.

One day a stranger passed through the village, and set out for that point of rock to examine it. In the evening, on his return to the village, a cry of alarm was heard in Goldau. The stranger was a learned man—more than that, a general of an army, a man with a great reputation, not a coward who took pleasure in frightening honest people for nothing. Yet it was he who had called them all around him to warn them of the danger they were running. He told them that the Rossberg, which they had always looked on as their protector, would someday be their worst enemy. He said that this point of rock was largely made up of loose stones, lying on light soil. Someday the light soil would be washed away by the rain, and then all the rock would break apart, and with a great crash would bury their little village that they loved so much. You can imagine how frightened the people of Goldau were. They spent that night talking of the danger which threatened them.

Do you know, dear children, that God has sent messengers to us to warn us to “flee from the wrath to come”? He tells us in His word that this world is to be burned up, and those who dwell in it are to be judged. “But,” you say, “how can we escape from the world?” Jesus has made a way of escape for us. By dying on the cross He has borne the judgment we deserved, and now “He is able to save them to the uttermost, that come unto God by Him.”

But to go on with our story. The next morning the sun rose on the village as bright as usual, the stranger was gone and the fear of the night before had greatly diminished. Some laughed, and said that the general had told them a fairy tale. Others climbed the mountain to find out the truth for themselves, and came back shaking their heads, yet not thinking that the danger was close upon them. The excitement calmed down, several years passed peacefully away, and several of the villagers even died quietly in their beds without anything extraordinary happening.

But, alas! though the words of the stranger were long in being fulfilled, they were not the less true. One day in August the rain, from which the Rossberg sheltered the inhabitants of Goldau, fell in such quantities, that it washed away the light soil at the foundation of the rock. Without any warning, the peak suddenly broke off with a terrible noise, destroying and completely swallowing up the village in its fall. Not a single soul escaped.

And what of ourselves? Shall we go on putting off thinking of these things until it is too late, or shall we come to the Lord Jesus now? “Look unto Me,” He says, “Look unto Me, and be ye saved.” “Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.” “Now is the accepted time; now is the day of salvation.”

Messages of God’s Love 2/7/1915

A Surprise

THE TWO little girls in our picture are having a pleasant surprise. They have found a friend sitting here that they did not know was anywhere around —and how glad they are to see her. I think the man with the cane is the father of these little girls—he, too, seems surprised to see this fi iend. Maybe she was sitting there watching for these girls and their papa.

You like nice surprises, don’t you? How you like to get a box through the mail that you were not looking for, or a bag with some dainty in it, all tied up neatly. Or, how pleased you feel when papa brings home some friend that you were not expecting at all to see—what a good time you have then!

There is a very big surprise coming to this world some day now very soon; do you know what it is? It will make some people oh, so happy because they are looking and watching for this Friend, and it will make others forever eternally sad. Who is it that is coming? It is the Lord Jesus. Is He your Saviour—do you really love Him? If so you will be one that is made happy, for He will take you up, in just a moment, to live forever and ever with Him.

The child that has not knelt down and got forgiveness for his sins is still a lost child, and will be left behind when Jesus comes. This world will be a dreadful place then to live in, when all saved people are taken out of it. The Holy Spirit goes back to heaven when Jesus comes, and there will be nothing to keep Satan and wicked people from all kinds of evil.

“WATCH, THEREFORE, FOR -YE KNOW NEITHER THE DAY NOR THE HOUR.” Math. 25:13.

Messages of God’s Love 2/7/1915

Loving Obedience

WILLIE’S father told him not to touch the cherries which looked so bright and sweet as they hung in hundreds on the branches of the old tree in the garden. Willie loved his father and obeyed his command. It was a plain direction and easily understood. However, one day Willie was invited to a friend’s house. When there, he was asked to do a thing he was not forbidden; however, presently he said, “No, thank you, I would rather not, for I do not think my father would like me to do it.” How was it the little boy knew his father would not like him to do the thing? Because he had listened to his father and knew what he had said. He remembered the words his father had spoken. Here was obedience to his father’s wishes, without the direct command being given.

Now the Lord Jesus says, “If ye love Me, keep My commandments.” He has given plain directions which cannot be mistaken. But He also speaks of a man keeping His words, that is, of having His sayings treasured up in the heart and doing what Jesus loves.

Messages of God’s Love 2/7/1915

No-Waste

When from the cloth the crumbs are taken,

They should upon the ground be shaken,

The little birds to feed.

This work may by a child be done,

Whose willing feet should always ruts

To serve in case of need.

It is not well e’en crumbs to waste,

Since birdies like to pick and taste

Wherever crumbs are found;

And boy or girl at open door,

With hearts aglow for birdies dear,

Can throw them on the ground.

In God’s own Word we all may see

That wastefulness can never be

As right or proper viewed:

Divine example there we find,

When Christ the Lord, so true and kind,

Had fed a multitude.

The scanty meal of fish and bread,

By His creative power was made

Enough to feed a host;

And yet He gave this order plain—

“Gather the fragments that remain,

That nothing may be lost.”

Then, little reader, careful be,

For pleasant ‘tis a child to see

Of thoughtful deeds and words;

And when, as in a house well kept,

The crumbs are from the table swept,

Think of the little birds.

“ARE NOT FIVE SPARROWS SOLD FOR TWO FARTHINGS, AND NOT ONE OF THEM IS FORGOTTEN BEFORE GOD?” Luke 12:6.

Messages of God’s Love 2/14/1915

Trooper Duff: Or, The Dying Soldier

IN these days when one hears of nothing but war, perhaps you would be interested to hear the story of a young soldier who died about fifteen years ago in the Boer war.

Tom Duff belonged to the Canadian contingent. Young, brave, and strong, he answered the call to arms, and soon found himself in active service amid the thunder of cannon and the crack of musketry.

He and a friend, George Laidlaw, belonged to Cblonei Damant’s regiment, and more than once distinguished themselves for courage. One day in an engagement, the Boers came upon them in superior numbers, and Tom’s regiment was almost wiped out. Tom and his friend had escaped so far. They were lying on a ledge of the mountain behind a ruined stone wall, which had protected them till then, when two Boers, with grizzly beards, discovered them and shouted to them, “Hands up!” Seeing that it was useless to resist, Duff stood up, throwing to the ground his rifle and revolver, as a sign that he had surrendered. One of the Boers immediately shot him twice with his rifle. A ball entered his body, and he fell to the ground. The Boers went away at once, leaving him to his fate.

Laidlaw, his friend, who had been lying in the long grass, had not been noticed by the Boers, and he came up to his dying companion.

The poor man begged his friend to lift up his coat and look at his wound. There was no doctor or nurse to take care of him. Laidlaw saw at once that the wound was fatal, that there could be no hope for his friend’s life.

He himself was a Christian, a true believer in the Lord Jesus Christ. Very gently he told his friend that he feared he could not live long. The two soldiers wept together, for there was only a step between the poor lad and death, and every moment was precious to them both. After some moments of silence, Duff asked his friend to put his arms tight around him, which he did. They could feel, the beatings of each other’s hearts, while the great realities of the other side of the grave—eternity—presented themselves to them.

Even from his childhood. the dying man had often thought of the future, and had felt the weight of his sins. He had heard the gospel preached which tells of salvation and pardon to those dead in trespasses and sins. But Duff, like many young people of our days, had never read the Bible for himself in order to be’ enlightened on this important subject, consequently he had never decided for Christ, and possessed no assurances as to the future. Now, only a few moments remained to him, and eternity so near made these things become a reality for Duff. Suddenly he ,broke the silence. exclaiming, “George, where am I going?”

“Do you really believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, Tom?” asked Laidlaw.

“O, yes, George,” he answered earnestly, “yes, I do firmly believe in Him; I believe He died for me.”

What joy and comfort for the Christian soldier to know that his friend was passing into eternity saved—washed in the blood of Christ! He answered affectionately. “Then you have absolutely nothing to fear, Tom; all those who trust in the Lord Jesus as their substitute on the cross, Him whose blood purifies them from all sin, are all right.” “If thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.” (Rom. 10:9.)

“Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on Me hath everlasting life.” (John 6:47.) But the life of the dying soldier was ebbing rapidly away, the slender thread was growing weaker, and would soon break. His voice grew lower. Some of his last words were, “Tell my parents how I died.” Then he passed away, and his spirit went to be with the Lord Jesus, where all is joy.

Messages of God’s Love 2/14/1915

Why Am I Not a Christian?

IS it because I am afraid of ridicule? “Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of Me, and ‘ of My words. . . . of him also shall the Son of Man be ashamed.” (Mark 8:38.)

Is it because of the inconsistencies of professing Christians? “Every one of us shall give account of himself to God.” (Rom. 14:12.)

Am I not willing to give up all to Christ? “What shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?” (Mark 8:36.)

Am I afraid that I shall not be accepted? “Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.” ( John 6:37.)

Is it that I fear I am too great a sinner? “The blood of Jesus Christ, His Son, cleanseth us from all sin.” (1 John 1: 7.)

Is it because I fear I shall not “hold out”? “He which hath begun a good work in you, will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” (Phil. 1:6.)

Am I thinking that I will do as well as I can, and that God ought to be satisfied with that? “Whosoever shall keep the whole law and yet offend in one point, he is guilty of all.” (James 2:10.)

Is it because I am postponing the matter, without any definite reason? “Boast not thyself of tomorrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.” (Pro. 27:1.)

Messages of God’s Love 2/14/1915

The Happy Sunday Afternoon

SOME years since a faithful servant of the Lord labored earnestly to win souls to Christ, and his efforts were much blessed, especially among those belonging to one of the Sunday schools. Among the scholars was E.. the son of Christian parents, whose brothers and sisters were also the Lord’s. E. was often very anxious to be a Christian, and when his parents’ friends were speaking to each other of the things of God he sometimes felt as though he would do anything if he could but partake in their joys, but he was very careful, through pride of heart, to hide his anxiety from those around him.

Many in the school, and also some of the boys in E.’s class, were brought by God to rejoice in the knowledge of the forgiveness of their sins, but E. remained unsaved and unhappy. One Sunday he left home for school, feeling utterly wretched. He had been very naughty that day, and had been punished, and was feeling the service of the devil to be hard, and was longing to know what real happiness and peace were! While waiting for the address—for there was to be an address in the school that afternoon—E. thought, “The Bible says God answers prayer: why not ask Him to send some word to me this very afternoon?”

Acting upon the thought, he leaned forward and prayed earnestly for salvation that afternoon. He sat during the address anxiously waiting for and expecting some word which would bring peace to his troubled heart, but none came! Now, instead of believing what God says of all the work for salvation being done by Christ, he was looking for something which should change his heart and give him rest.

The address was finish-d and E. remained very wretched. Some of the school remained to pray, and then any who really desired salvation were asked to signify that they wished to be prayed for. E. longed to do so then, but the fear of what those around him might say prevented him.

The meeting was over, and the Tempter began to fill E.’s mind with hard thoughts of God, saying to him, “You will never be saved. You asked God to save you this afternoon, and He says He answers prayer, but He hasn’t answered yours, so you may just as well give up all thoughts of it I”

While these thoughts were passing through his mind Mr. M., who had addressed the school, came up, and said to E., “You are Christ’s, are you not?” E.’s only answer could be “No.” Mr. M. then drew him aside to a seat, saying, “I thought you were a Christian. Tell me, do you believe you are a sinner, and that Jesus Christ, the Son of God, came down here on earth and died for sinners?” All this poor E. did believe, and then Mr. M. said to him, “What is to prevent your being saved now?”

At once the light from God flashed in on E.’s soul; the Holy Spirit opened his heart to receive what God says, and he saw there was indeed no reason why he should not be saved. Christ had done everything; he had only to accept Christ and to thank God. He knew that Jesus was his Saviour, who once was dead, but is now alive again—that there was nothing left for him to do but to thank and praise the Lord who had died for him.

Some time has passed by since that happy Sunday afternoon, and since that time E. has found how faithful Jesus is.

Messages of God’s Love 2/14/1915

Nellie on Her Way to School

OUR little friend, Nellie, was on her way to school, and as her mother bade her good-bye she generally added, “Don’t stop by the way, Nellie.”

So off started the little girl. It was a bright summer’s day, and as she tripped lightly along, the birds were singing overhead, and the hum of passing bees fell distinctly on her ears. This made Nellie think that everything was at play except her, and she must go to school and learn lessons.

However, she did not mean to play about, although she lingered just a little on the bridge over the brook. Just then she saw a tiny fish trying to jump up the stream where it fell over some stones. Nellie stopped at once, and kneeled down to be nearer the water, but in a moment the fish darted away, and as she rose to continue her road to school her bag with books and dinner fell into the brook.

Nellie was now in trouble, and cried out loudly, when a farmer’s boy hearing her cry came near to see what was the matter, and being a kind boy, soon picked up the bag and handed it back to Nellie.

The tears now fell fast, for what could anyone do with wet books from which to learn lessons. All eyes were turned on Nellie as she entered school, and teacher asked how it happened, when a kind girl spoke up for Nellie and said “She has to cross the little bridge, and I expect she dropped her books in the water.” This was a great comfort to our little friend till she began to think that it was not an accident, and as she did not want to get out of disgrace by pretending it was not her fault, she went to her teacher and told her how it occurred and that it was all her own fault.

I need not say how pleased her teacher was, and she freely forgave the little girl and sent her to her seat more happy than if she had not confessed it. But mother had to know too, for when twelve o’clock came Nellie had to return for some more dinner, and I do not think she got much beside bread this time, but Nellie did not mind that so much. O, that all girls and boys were as wise as Nellie and get forgiveness whenever they do wrong. Let me quote a text in finishing my story. It is this: “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. (1 John 1:9.)

Messages of God’s Love 2/14/1915

The Temptations of the Devil

HERE is a picture of some pigs going to market. Rowland Hill, a Christian, who lived in England long ago, and who was an earnest preacher, tells us that he once met a drove of pigs in one of the narrow streets of a large town, and, to his surprise, they were not driven. like those in the picture, but quietly followed their leader. This singular fact excited his curiosity, and he pursued them, until they all quietly entered the butchery. He asked the man how he succeeded in getting the poor, stupid, stubborn pigs so willingly to follow him, when he told him the secret. He had a bag of beans under his arm, and kept dropping them as he proceeded, and so secured his object.

“All! my dear hearers,” said Rowland Hill, “the devil has his bag of beans, and he knows how to suit his temptations to every sinner. He drops them by the way, the sinner is thus led captive, and, if grace prevents not, he will get him into his butchery, and there keep him forever.”

How very different this is from the “Good Shepherd” and His sheep. He goes before the sheep, and they follow Him, for they know His voice. He knows them every one. And they are not, like the poor

pigs, being .lured to their death, but He gives His sheep eternal life, and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of His hand. (John 10.)

“ENTER NOT INTO THE PATH OF THE WICKED, AND GO NOT IN THE WAY OF EVIL MEN.” Prov. 4:14.

Messages of God’s Love 2/21/1915

That's Thee, Jem!

IT’S often said that the Bible is a Book for all, because God has put into it something which exactly suits every particular case. The following story is a good illustration of this truth:

“I was some few years ago staying at a very beautiful and much-frequented watering-place. I met with an earnest Christian tradesman of the town, whose labors for the truth of God are many and great. Although his occupation was not in selling books, yet he had, in a prominent place in his shop-window, an assortment of Bibles, with an illuminated card containing this announcement — ‘LUTHER’S SWORD SOLD HERE!’ With one of these ‘swords’ that Christian soldier, whom I shall here call by the name of Mr. Carr, fought and won the following battle:

“A band, or ‘troupe,’ of young men, with hands and faces blackened, and dressed in very grotesque costumes, arranged themselves before this tradesman’s door one day for an exhibition of their peculiar ‘performances.’ These people used to be called `Ethiopian Serenaders.’ After they had sung some comic and some plaintive melodies, with their own peculiar accompaniments of gestures and grimaces, one of the party, a tall and interesting young man, who had the ‘look’ of one who was beneath his proper station, stepped up to the door, tambourine in hand, to ask for a few ‘dropping pennies’ of the people. Mr. Carr, taking one of the Bibles out of his window, addressed the youth—

“ ‘See here, young man,’ he said; ‘I will give you a shilling, and this Book besides, if you will read a portion of it among your comrades there, and in the hearing of the bystanders.’

`Here’s a shilling for an easy job!’ he chuckled out to his mates; `I’m going to give you a “public reading!” ‘

“Mr. Carr opened at the fifteenth chapter of St. Luke’s Gospel, and, pointing to the eleventh verse, requested the young man to commence reading at that, verse.

“ ‘Now, Jem, speak up!’ said one of the party. ‘and earn your shilling like a man!’

“And Jem took the Book, and read: ‘And he said, A certain man had two sons: and the younger of them said to his father. Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living.’

“There was something in the voice of the reader, as well as in the strangeness of the circumstances, that lulled all to silence; while an air of seriousness took possession of the youth, and still further commanded the rapt attention of the crowd.

“He read on—`And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.’

“ ‘That’s thee, Jem!’ ejaculated one of his comrades; ‘it’s just like what you told me of yourself and your father!’

“The reader continued—`And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want.’

“ ‘Why, that’s thee again, Jem!’ said the voice—`Go on!’

“ ‘And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him.’

“ ‘That’s like us all!’ said the voice, once more interrupting; ‘we’re all beggars, and might be better than we are! Go on; let’s hear what came of it!’

“And the young man read on, and as he read his voice trembled—`And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father!’

“At this point he fairly broke down. and could read no more. All were impressed and moved. The whole reality of the past rose up to view; and, in the clear story of the Gospel, a ray of hope dawned upon him for his future. His father—his father’s house—and his mother’s too; and the plenty and the love ever bestowed upon him there; and the hired servants, all having enough; and then himself, his father’s son; and his present state, his companionships, his habits, his sins, his poverty, his outcast condition—all these came upon him, and fairly overcame him.

“That day—that scene—proved the turning-point of that young prodigal’s life. He sought the advice of the Christian friend who- had thus providentially interposed for his deliverance. Communications were made to his parents, which resulted in a long-lost and dearly-loved child returning to the familiar earthly home; and, still better, he was brought to know and love the Lord Jesus Christ.”

Messages of God’s Love 2/21/1915

What Shall It Profit?

O HOW can I leave my horses, my hounds, and my sweet Ballyannan?” Such were the dying utterances of a man who had lived only for the pleasures of this world, surrounded by every comfort, and possessed of everything that could conduce to earthly happiness and gratify the carnal mind.

His mansion was beautifully situated a few miles from a lovely town; the demesne extended to a river running up from the harbor, and altogether it was a most desirable place.

This man had his horses, his own pack of hounds, and facilities for yachting and boating; he became completely absorbed in the enjoyment of those things, and his daily life was a continual stream of excitement and anxiety to enjoy vain delights to the complete exclusion—yes, extinction from his mind of thoughts of the future. Even in his last moments there was no thought of the soul. But one care absorbed him—”O! how can I leave these things?”

What a lamentable state of mind! Not one thought of his Maker, or as to where his soul was going! Can anything be more sad, more heart-rending to friends and relations than thus to be gathered round a bed whereon a human being is lying,, ready to depart, knowing or caring nothing for the life to come, and whose whole existence is centered on things present?

From my experience of the world, and of the large number of those with whom I have mingled, I fear that this man’s case is not an isolated one, and although many may not be so absorbed in worldly matters to the utter exclusion of things immortal, as he was. yet, I fear, comparatively few really rejoice in the Lord, and desire to live a holy, humble Christian life.

There is the case of the rich man and Lazarus. The rich man died, possibly as the man of whom I am writing, clinging to the world, “but in hell he lifted up his

eyes.” Our Lord says how hard it is for a rich man to enter into heaven. What an example hereof is the man’s case of whom I write, and how forcibly it proves our Lord’s saying! But, thanks unto our heavenly Father, with Him all things are possible, and He is willing to accept all who come to Him—rich and poor. O, that those who have the riches of this world might use them and not abuse them, but dedicate them to His use, to His honor and glory, in helping to spread the gospel throughout all the earth.

Messages of God’s Love 2/21/1915

Blind Susie!

WE have something to tell you children about a little girl. She was twelve years old, but had never been able to see. We who can look around us little understand what it must be never to be able to gaze upon the wonderful works of God on every hand—never to behold those by whom we are loved and cared for. But such was the case with little blind Susie.

The first time I saw her she was very sad, and did not wish to talk to me. I tried to gain her interest by telling her something about the love of Jesus in coming down into this world to die for sinners, and asked her if she had ever realized that she was a sinner.

She made no reply, however, and I soon had to leave.

Some weeks had passed before I saw her again, and then it was at a gospel preaching, where I noticed her singing at the beginning of the meeting. After it was over I asked, “Well, Susie, do you know anything about what Mr. C— has been telling us tonight?”

“Yes,” she replied, “I know that Jesus is my Saviour, and that my sins have been washed away in His precious blood.”

“But how do you know that?” I enquired. A bright smile shone upon her face as she said—

“JESUS did it,

GOD says it,

I believe it.”

Little Susie was very happy now that she knew her sins were forgiven. She had taken her place before God as a lost sinner, and then had believed His word.

Will you not come to this loving Saviour now while there is time? He has never turned one away.

Messages of God’s Love 2/21/1915

Is It Well?

2 Kings 4:26

I’ll ask thee a question, O thou who art young,

And trust that the truth thou wilt tell;

Let conscience and heart give the word to thy tongue,

“Is it well with thee, child? Is it well?”

Thou hast health, thou hast strength, thou hast raiment and food;

In a bright happy home thou dost dwell;

But, though God all thy path with His blessings hath strewed,

“Is it well with thee, child? Is it well?”

A mother thou hast, always loving and kind,

A father, whom none can excel;

But, though round thy young heart all their love is entwined,

“Is it well with thee, child? Is it well?”

Hast thou looked to the Lord? Has thou trusted in Him

On whom our just judgment once fell?

If not, though thy mercies run over the brim,

With thy soul, dearest child, ‘tis not well.

Against God, who sent Jesus His Son from above,

O, let not, thy bosom rebel;

Take refuge in Christ, and repose in His love;

Then ever with thee ‘twill be well.

Messages of God’s Love 2/21/1915

The Shepherd and His Sheep

I WANT to talk to you a little about the picture. It seems to me that the friend who drew it thought more about the lambs and sheep than about the shepherd; but thought there ought to be someone to look after them, so he put a man sitting down, a good way off, and looking half asteep. I am afraid this is too much like we all think of our own “good Shepherd.” We think more of ourselves, and how we take care of ourselves or of one another, than of what it is to belong to the “one flock” of that good Shepherd who never sleeps. He “never forgets the least,” and He holds in His “hand” the lambs as well as the sheep. He “gathers” them with His “arm,” holds them in His “hand,” carries them in His “bosom” or on His “shoulders.” And does He not love them with His heart? If he does not I cannot tell why He should say,

“THE GOOD SHEPHERD GIVETH HIS LIFE FOR THE SHEEP.” John 10:11.

I do not know how many shepherds we read of in the Bible, but there is not one, even there to compare to the Lord Jesus. The first man who died and went to heaven was a keeper of sheep, but I don’t know what became of them when he died. Our Shepherd has already passed through death, and “He dieth no more”; so that we shall never be left to the mercy of Cain, or any one like him. Abram and Lot had lots of sheep, and their shepherds could not agree, though I dare say the sheep did not fall out with one another, and I hope you do not either, whatever the older people may do, and sometimes they do quarrel sadly. Moses kept sheep till he was eighty years old, and then left them to go and lead the children of Israel “like a flock” across the wilderness. David, too, was a very good shepherd, but he left the “few sheep in the wilderness” to go and first deliver the people of Israel, and then reign over them. But Jesus will never leave His flock to go anywhere or be anything, only presently He will come and gather us all close around Himself, so that we may see Him and be with Him forever, 1 Thess. 4:14-18. I must not keep you to say much more now, but it is nice to see in the picture that so long as the sheep keep within sight of the shepherd, the clog can sit still by the side of his master. If they should run away, where the shepherd could not see them, no doubt the faithful dog would soon be after them, barking, and perhaps even biting at their wool, to make them come back. Even then they ought to be very glad, as there is a great difference between the shepherd’s dog and a wolf or a thief, who would want to hurt them. And no doubt some of our little troubles come because we do not keep so near as we ought to our good Shepherd. He’ does not want to sen’l them if we would only listen to His voice and follow Him, and let Him guide us by His wisdom. But if we will have our own way, we must remember “the way of transgressors is hard,” and the Lord may make us feel very sorely .that it is an evil thing, and bitter to depart from Himself. Still, he rebukes us in love; the dog may not seem very kind or gentle, but he is the shepherd’s dog, not the wolf, and the One who watches over us does not send the trouble because He does not love us, but because He does.

May you, dear little readers, and may I, learn more about this Shepherd of the sheep!

My Shepherd is the Lamb,

The living Lord, who died;

With all things-good I ever am

By Him supplied.

Messages of God’s Love 2/28/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 136. 2 Samuel 4, 5.

DEATH OF ISHBOSHETH

WHEN Ishbosheth heard that Abner, his captain, had been killed, he was very much afraid, and the people who had gone with him also.

Jonathan had one son who survived him. It was a little boy five years old. His name was Mephibosheth. When the news of Israel’s defeat came to his family, his nurse, fearing that he, too, might be killed, took him in her arms and fled with him. But in her haste to escape, she dropped the poor child, who, from that time became lame on both feet.

Ishbosheth had, among his servants, two wicked men, one called Baanah, the other Rechab. They thought that if they killed their master, David the king, would be pleased and reward them. One day when they knew that Ishbosheth was taking his noonday nap, they went into the house as if to fetch wheat, but instead entered the bedroom where Ishbosheth was asleep, and pierced his body with a spear, and cut his head off. They took that with them, and getting away they traveled all night till they came to Hebron to David, and gave him the head, saying, “See the head of Ishbosheth, thine enemy, who sought thy life, and the Lord hath avenged my lord the king this day of Saul and of his seed.”

These wicked men, however, knew very little of David’s heart, and were much surprised, when, instead of the reward they expected, David said, “As the Lord liveth, who had redeemed my soul out of all adversity, when the messenger who came to me with the news of Saul’s death, thinking to bring me good tidings, and expecting a reward, I took him and commanded that he be slain. How much more, when wicked men kill a righteous man in his own house, upon his bed? Shall I not require his blood of your hands, and take you away from the earth?”

So the king ordered them to be hanged in Hebron and the head of Ishbosheth, they buried honorably in Abner’s tomb.

This was a sad end to the story of Saul and his family. It had begun so brightly, with God’s promise to be with him, with Samuel praying for him and seeking to guide him. But Saul had had no fear of God before his eyes, and had not gone on in obedience to Him, and now, as he had been warned, God had left him to himself and his sins were reaping the results. God had said by Samuel, “Him that honoreth me I will honor, and he that despiseth me shall be lightly esteemed.”

After Ishbosheth’s death, when Israel saw that he was getting stronger, and overcame his enemies, they came to him and anointed him king over all Israel. His enemies, the Jebusites, had possession of Jerusalem. He took it from them and it was called “The City of David.” The Lord was with David, and he grew great. When Hiram, King of Tyre, saw that David reigned over all Israel, he sent him cedar trees; carpenters and masons to build him a house. David accepted this as coming from the Lord who had established him king, and exalted him for His people Israel’s sake.

But when the Philistines heard that David had been crowned, they came to fight him. David inquired of the Lord, whether he should go. God said, Go up, I will doubtless deliver them into thy hand. David smote them, there, but more came, and the Lord said, Thou shalt not go up, but pass behind them, and come upon them against the mulberry trees, and the Lord made a sound in the top of them as a sign

for David to fight, that he might know that the Lord was with him. So the Philistines were again defeated there, and David proved once more that “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” (Psa. 461)

Messages of God’s Love 2/28/1915

In a Circle of Fire

A WICKED man once tried to convince a converted Hindoo that his religion was worth nothing and that it had never done him any good. “After all, what is it that Jesus has done for you?” said the mocker.

“He has saved me,” replied the native with great vehemence, “He has saved me.”

“What is that?” said the unbeliever.

“Come with me outside,” replied the Hindoo, “and I will show you what that means.” They went out; the Hindoo picked up a quantity of leaves which were nearby, made a large circle of them and after having found an earthworm, he put it in the center of the circle of leaves and applied a match to it. The unbeliever watched with great astonishment. As the fire came near the poor worm, it began to writhe and show symptoms of distress, but it was impossible for him to get out of the circle of fire. Then the Hindoo put out his hand, delivered the earthworm from its dangerous position, and placed it on the grass, out of all danger.

“That,” said he, “is what Jesus, the Friend of all sinners has done for me. I was exposed to the flames of hell, which were what I deserved, and there was no possibility of my escaping. I was condemned and ready to perish. He came to my help, dying for my sins, snatching me like a brand from the burning, and He has given to me, a poor earthworm, a place near His heart.” The unbeliever had not a word to answer.

Could you, too, dear little boy or girl, say that you had been saved by the death of Jesus? Can you say like the Hindoo, “He has saved me”? Perhaps you do not yet realize that the ring of fire is around you. One sin is enough to condemn you to hell.

“Every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment.” (Math. 12:36.) “All have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” (Rom. 3:23.) But God does not want you to be lost. The Lord Jesus said when He was here on earth, “It is not the will of your Father which is in heaven that one of these little ones should perish.” (Math. 18:14. And so the Lord Jesus gave His own precious life to save you. And you, helpless as the poor worm, have only to trust all to Him, as He saves you from the circle of fire.

“As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” (John 3:14, 15.)

Messages of God’s Love 2/28/1915

Saved Just in Time

ON a Sunday evening a great number of children assembled at our “Children’s Special Services.” Amongst them I noticed three or four boys about seventeen years of age, who seemed inclined to be noisy. We bore, however, with that small inconvenience, looking to the Lord for wisdom; and after the address we invited those children who were really anxious to know more about Jesus to stay behind, saying that we should be very happy to point them to the One who says, “Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.”

A great number responded to our invitation, and stayed behind to be spoken to; amongst them were those three elder boys whom we had noticed. They were now quiet and subdued, and seemed really anxious about their souls.

We prayed to the Lord for them, spoke to them individually, but could not get any satisfactory answers from them; and as the hour was late we went to our homes, praying for those to whom we had spoken that evening.

On the Thursday news came to me of the death of a boy who had been crushed in a printing press a day or two before, but who had lingered for two days after his terrible injuries. This boy proved to be one of the three who had been at our school the previous Sunday evening, and who had remained to be spoken to.

Later and more cheering news reached me on the Friday; the• dear boy had sent a message to me just before he passed away:

“Tell Mr. R—and the teachers at K Street,” he said, “that I found Jesus on Sunday night.”

This was all, but the joy it occasioned us may be better imagined than described, for our hearts were overflowing with praise to Him “Who doeth all things well.”

Dear reader, I narrate these few simple facts for your benefit, and for the Lord’s glory. Let the sudden call which came to this boy remind you that “in the midst of life we are in death.” Should death come as unexpectedly to you as it did to him, where would you spend your eternity? Would it be with Jesus in glory? or would it be with fiends in darkness? If you are not prepared for death, I trust this true story may lead you, through the Lord’s grace and mercy, to cast yourself as a sinner upon His loving kindness, and thus bring glory to His name by believing in Him.

“What a day will that be, when the Saviour appears,

How welcome to those who have shared in His cross!

What is loss in this world, when compared to that day,

To the glory that then will from heaven be revealed?

`The Saviour is coming,’ His people may say;

`The Lord whom we look for, our Sun and our Shield.’

O kindle within us a holy desire.

Like that which was found in Thy people of old,

Who tasted Thy love, and whose hearts were on fire,

While they waited, in patience, Thy face to behold.”

Messages of God’s Love 2/28/1915

Bible Questions for March

Answers to Bible Questions for January

“And that He died for all,” etc. 2 Cor. 5: 15

“How that, in a great trial,” etc. “ 8: 2

“For ye know the grace,” etc. “ 8: 9

“In whom the god of this world,” etc. “ 4: 4

“Be ye not unequally yoked,” etc. “ 6:14

“For we must all appear,” etc. “ 5: 10

“But he that glorieth, etc. “ 10: 17

Bible Questions for March.

The Answers are to be found in Colossians, First and Second Thessalonians, First
and Second Timothy.

Write the verse containing the words: “Obey not the gospel.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Head of all principality.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Adorn the doctrine.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The firstborn from the dead.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The Lord knoweth.”

Write the verse containing the words: “God was manifest in the flesh.”

Write the verse containing the words: “In the clouds.”

Messages of God’s Love 3/7/1915

Opossums

THERE are only a few things that we can write about the opossum, as our paper is too small to give all the varied habits and a full description of its appearance.

It is what is called a marsupiated animal, that is, an animal that has a pouch to carry the young ones before they are able to run around and care for themselves. Such is the provision God has made for them.

It has a long tail which is covered with scales, and short black hairs are scattered all over it. It is with this long tail and its hinder feet that makes it a splendid climber, for it has a thumb opposite the other toes and that enables it to grasp the branch of a tree with considerable force, and to suspend its whole body, together with the additional weight of its young. The total length is about three feet; the head and body about twenty-two inches, and the tail fifteen; its color is a grayish white, slightly tinged with yellow.

Many of my young readers have perhaps seen them, and watched their habits.

We find it is very voracious and destructive, prowling about during the hours of darkness, prying into every nook and corner in hope of finding some young birds, eggs or young rabbits which it eats by the brood at a time. This, no doubt, as Scripture shows, is the result of sin, but it will not always be so, for, when the Lord Jesus will come and reign in this world, “The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.” Thus we see that the voracious and destructive nature is not what God made, but what sin has brought in.

Sin is the cause of all the sorrow and suffering there is in this world, and while the Lord Jesus was here upon earth He entered into the sorrow, and in. order to deliver us from sin and all its results, He took the sinner’s place on Calvary’s cross and bore the punishment in place of the sinner. So now each one who believes in Him may not only rejoice that the punishment which he deserved has been borne by Jesus, but the time is coming when there will be a new heaven and new earth where there will be no more sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain.

There is one more habit of the opossum that we may mention, that may be of interest to my readers and that is, when man attacks it, it will roll itself up like a ball and lie quite still with its mouth wide open as if it were dead, and many times they have been left for dead and when all was quiet they would get up and run off. Deception is not only to be found in that animal but very often children will practice it, too, thinking perhaps that it will not be as bad as telling an untruth, but it is just the same thing.

The Psalmist said,

“DELIVER MY SOUL, O LORD, FROM LYING LIPS AND FROM A DECEITFUL TONGUE.” Psa. 120:2.

Messages of God’s Love 3/7/1915

It Shines All Through

LOUIE is a dear little child, always quiet and attentive at the Sunday school. Though she cannot read, she brings, her little Testament with her, and

sits with it open in her hand while the other children are reading their Bible lessons. Her mother told me, about a week ago, that Louie often sits looking at her Testament at home, and that one day while doing so, she said, as if to herself, “There are no pictures in this book because it is God’s book, and it shines all through!”

What a sweet thought, dear children, was it not? Can you say it shines all through? Can you see brightness in God’s book? If it is as yet all dark and mysterious to ,3 ou, may God open your eyes by His Spirit that you may see how His word shines, and take it as the lamp that will light your feet through this dark world to the unclouded brightness of His presence!

“Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost; which He shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Saviour.” (Titus 3:5, 6.)

Messages of God’s Love 3/7/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 137. II SAMUEL 6.

THE RETURN OF THE ARK

ONE of the first things David did after his ascension to the throne of Israel, was to take steps for the return of the ark, so long away from its rightful place. It was still in Kirjath Jearim in the house of Abinadab where it was sheltered on its return from the Philistines. David desired to have the ark in Jersualem that it might be in its place and the source of blessing in the midst of God’s people. This was a good and right thought of David and must have pleased the Lord. But Israel had been so long indifferent to God’s glory that they were very ignorant of His ways of holiness among them. They remembered how the Philistines had sent back the ark to them. They had made a new cart, put it on, and cows had drawn it and brought it back safely. It was not surprising that these idolaters should find no better way. But the commandments given to Moses about it were very clear, and David should have known them, and acted upon them. Ignorance, tolerated in the Philistines, could not be excused in David. He consulted with the captains of thousands and hundreds and with every leader. And David said unto all the congregation of Israel, If it seem good unto you, and that it be of the Lord our God, let us send abroad unto our brethren everywhere in all the land of Israel and to the priests and the Levites, and let us bring again the ark of our God. The proposal was well received, a grand assembly of thirty thousand men went with David to Kirjath-Baal to fetch the ark. But instead of having it borne by staves on the shoulders of the Levites, they made a new cart, for they wished to do it honor, and put the ark upon it, then took it from the house of Abinadab. It was drawn by oxen, and the two sons of Abinadab accompanied it on the way. Ahio advancing first to clear the road, and Uzzah walking by the side to urge or restrain the oxen. Joy was in every heart, and amidst the blending of vocal and instrumental music the glad procession went on, the singers before, the players following. But a sudden interruption was at hand. On reaching the threshing floor of Nachon, the oxen stumbled and the cart shook. Uzzah put forth his hand and laid hold of the ark to steady it. The touching of the ark and the looking upon it were two things expressly forbidden under pain of death. The ark was the symbol of God’s presence in the midst of His people, and as such must be reverenced. Uzzah forgot this and he must suffer for it. The anger of the Lord was kindled against him, and there he (Uzzah) died before the Lord. This unexpected blow, coming as it did just when he thought he was doing God service, displeased David, and instead of being humbled by his sin, and confessing it to God, he was afraid of the Lord that day and said, How shall the ark come to me? And he would not remove the ark into the City of David, but he had it carried into the house of Obed Edom the Gittite. This worthy Levite received it and kept it for three months, during which God blessed him and his household and all that he had.

The prosperity of this heaven-blessed household soon came to be noticed, and it was told David that it was because of the ark of God. Then instead of the sinful fear in David’s heart, there was a renewed desire to have the ark in the midst of God’s people. But now he was careful; having learned through the blessings upon Obed Edom, how to understand the death of Uzzah, God’s goodness led him to repentance. No longer careless about God’s commands, nor resentful of the check he had received, he now showed a real desire to do all in obedience to God. He called for Zadok and Abiathar the priests and for the Levites (1 Chron. 15), and told them to sanctify themselves that they might bring the ark unto the place prepared for it. The priests and the Levites did so, and bore the ark upon their shoulders with the staves thereon, according to the command of God to Moses. Singers and players were appointed to accompany the ark by divine order. And God helped the Levites that bare the ark and they offered seven bullocks, and seven rams, as sacrifices. David, the Levites, the singers, all were clothed in fine white linen. All the people followed the ark with shoutings of joy, with cornets, cymbals and harps into the City of David. And now the king with a new sense of the greatness of the presence of God worshiped. He also danced before the Lord with all his might, girded like the priests in his linen ephod, although himself not a Levite; but as the new source of blessing to Israel, since the priesthood had been rejected by God, he became priest and king, a beautiful picture of the Lord Jesus Christ coming to bless His people Israel on earth after His heavenly people have been taken home to the Father’s house. As the procession entered the city, Michal, David’s wife, and Saul’s daughter saw him and despised him in her heart; she could not understand his joy, nor enter into it, but surely it was most pleasing to God.

The ark was brought into the Tabernacle prepared for it, and David offered burnt offerings and peace offerings before the Lord, then he blessed the people in the name of the Lord of hosts. He distributed also among the people cakes of bread, pieces of meat, and wine, to every one, women as well as men. Then he returned to bless his own household; but there Michal met him with mocking words, but David showed her it was as unto the Lord he had danced and he was willing to be found utterly vile even in his own sight for the Lord’s sake. And God punished Michal for the way she spoke to David for she never had children to the day of her death.

“Why wilt thou linger?

Why wilt thou die?

God’s wrath upon thee,

Judgment so nigh.

Now in salvation’s day

Tread the blood-sprinkled way;

Sinner, no more delay,

Jesus will come.

“Soon with the Saviour

Close fast the door,

Tidings of mercy

Sound nevermore;

Time’s course will soon be run;

Stop then, thou Christless one,

Think of the great white throne,

Judgment will fall.”

Messages of God’s Love 3/7/1915

Herring Boats

WE HAVE before us a very interesting scene of the herring fisheries. I expect most of our readers have seen little of this line of business, but if you look carefully at the picture, you will see how they do when they get to shore. The large boats have been away out on the sea and the fishermen have put their great big nets into the sea and have caught the herring while they were swimming in the water in great droves: then, when the net is full, they pull it into the boat and take out the herring, and then sail to shore again, where the fish dealers are with their wagons to buy the fish from the fishermen, who then take them to the train and from there are taken into the large cities. One might wonder how all the people on earth live, but when we remember that God, in His mercy to His creatures, is watching over all and knows all their needs, then we can say, not only has He supplied the fish in the sea for man’s use, but He has given man the intelligence to get it. So it is with everything else we eat, it is God who supplies all.

What dependent creatures we are! but are we thankful to God for all these mercies? Ah, dear children, never forget to look to God for what you need and thank Him for what He sees fit to give. Not only has God known the temporal needs of His creatures and wonderfully supplied them, but He has also considered our sinful state, knowing we were just as helpless to put our sins away as we were to create the various kinds of food; so, in His love for us He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. Many are quite willing to take all the temporal blessings, forgetting that God has given them; but they don’t want Jesus whom God has sent as a Saviour for them. May you, dear children, accept the temporal blessings from God’s hand with thanksgiving, but above all rejoice and thank Him for providing such a Saviour.

“GOD COMMENDETH HIS LOVE TOWARD US, IN THAT WHILE WE WERE YET SINNERS, CHRIST DIED FOR US.” Rom. 5:8.

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Jesus Is Calling

THE snow had been falling fast, and after a heavy day’s work the shepherds had succeeded in driving the flock to shelter. But where is Alec. the shepherd’s son? He had dropped behind his father, and now, away on yonder mountain, in a pit of snow, he lies fast asleep.

The boy has been overtaken with cold, and the frost has numbed him to sleep.

“Alec, Alec, you will die unless someone awakens you.” What could you do for Alec if you were near the pit? Maybe you could not pull him out, but you could call, “Alec, Alec, awake, or you will die!”

Now, children, though you are sitting comfortably reading this page, some of you are like the boy asleep in the pit. You do not feel what sin is; you run and play, learn and, grow, yet you do not feel that you are sinners. Why is this? You are asleep. “Awake, awake, or you will die!”

While the boy was asleep in the pit he felt no cold, nor feared any danger. Perhaps he dreamed he was at home in his warm bed. Dear children, do not let life’s young dreams of coming to God by and by deceive you, for unless you are safe in Christ you will perish.

Jesus is ready to save you. Do you know how Jesus saves? He washes away every sin of those who believe in Him, He makes everyone who believes in Him whiter than snow. He shed His precious blood upon the cross, and His blood cleanseth us from all (or every) sin.

Jesus is calling the children

Unto His side,

Stretches His arms to receive them,

Opens them wide.

Jesus is calling the children,

Why do they stay

Out in the wilderness wandering,

Going astray?

Jesus is calling the children,

Calling to-day;

Hasten each one for the blessing,

Do not delay.

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Bible History.

CHAPTER 138. 2 Samuel 7. 1 Chron. 29.

GOD’S PROMISE TO DAVID

ONE day, when David was sitting in the house which he had built for himself, he told Nathan, the prophet, to see what a beautiful house of cedar he had to live in, but the ark of God had no house; it was only in a tabernacle, within curtains. David wished to build a temple for God, and put the ark there. Nathan was glad that David loved and honored God, and he said: “Do all that is in thine heart, for the Lord is with thee.”

But that night God spoke to Nathan in a dream, and gave him a message for David, not to build Him a house to dwell in; for ever since He had led the children of Israel out of Egypt He had dwelt in a tent. He had not asked any of the judges to build Him a house, but He went among them, fighting for them that THEY might have rest. As to David, God had taken him from feeding the sheep to be a shepherd to His people, Israel. He had been with David wherever he went. He had cut off his enemies, and made him great. Israel also, God had planted into a place of their own, where they might dwell and move no more. And now God said He would make David a sure house, and would give him a son whose throne should be established for ever. God would be his Father, and he should be God’s son. If he did wrong, God would chasten him as a father his child, but He would not take away His mercy from him, as He did from Saul. This son was to build God a house, and his throne should be established for ever.

David’s heart was greatly touched when Nathan brought him God’s message. He realized that the One for whom he wanted to do something, is the GIVER; that His grace and His love are infinite; that He is far more willing to give than we are to receive. Indeed, He has shown it to the fullest extent when He gave His only begotten Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, to die for us who did not want Him. Now He beseeches men to take this precious Gift. Will you, young reader, accept Him with hearts filled with love, as you realize a little of His grace; or will you be among those to whom God will have to say, “What have you done with My Son?”

David appreciated God’s goodness to him; he went and sat before the Lord and worshiped Him. He felt very humble, and thankful, and answered, “Who am I, O Lord God? and what is my house, that thou hast brought me hitherto?” God had spoken of making his house (his descendants) great for a long while to come, and David felt man could not have acted in this way. God alone can. For His word’s sake, and according to His own heart God had done these great things, to make His servant know Him. David praised God for His goodness; he could say truly “Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless His holy name.” And if he could praise God so for earthly promises — they were great truly, for from David’s seed came the Mtssiah — yet how much more cause for worship and praise, have not we, for whom Jesus died, and in whom we are blessed, not alone for this life, but for that which is to come. In Christ we have eternal life. He has earned it for us on the cross. Well may we sing, as we shall when in heaven, “Unto Him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in His own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto God and His Father; to Him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Amen.” (Rev. 1:5-6)

But if David was not to build a house for the Lord, there was other work he was to do. God had raised him that he might lead Israel. So he set to work against the enemies of his people, and subdued the Philistines and the Moabites and made them his servants. Then of the Syrians who fought against him, he took twenty thousand as prisoners and killed twenty-two thousand. He also took their horses and chariots and golden shields; also a great quantity of brass which he kept, and later on his son Solomon used for holy vessels for the temple.

The Lord was with David whithersoever he went. The nations whom he conquered brought him presents of gold and silver and brass, and he kept them for the Lord’s house.

David was now king over all Israel; he judged his people with justice. His sons were chief rulers; his nephew Joab was over the army, and Zadok and Abimelech were the priests. He also had a scribe to write the history of the people. His name was Seraiah. Beniah was over his body guard, the Cherithites and the Pelethites.

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Waiting for the Answer

A MOTHER had been praying with her family one morning, and, on rising from her knees, went into another room, where she was detained for a few minutes. Upon her return she saw one of her children still kneeling.

Going up to her, and putting her hand on her shoulder, she said, “What are you doing, my dear? We have finished prayers.”

“Why,” answered the little girl, looking up into her mother’s face, “I was waiting for the answer.”

Should not we do well to imitate this child’s simple faith, and wait for an answer to our prayers? How often we present petitions to the Lord, and scarcely expect to get them answered, forgetting that He has said, “Whatsoever ye shall ask the Father in My Name, He will give it you.”

“Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: for every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.”

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Plenty of Time Yet

ONE evening, as a gentleman was standing at the door of a hall where the gospel was to be preached, he noticed a little girl looking at him. When the others had gone in, he said to her: “Will you come in?”

“Not yet, sir,” she replied, “I will come in presently; but there is plenty of time yet.”

About a quarter of an hour after, he was again standing outside to keep the boys quiet. The same little girl came up to him and said:

“Please may I go in now?”

“No,” he said, “there is no more room, the hall is full; you are too late.”

“But I was asked to go in only a few minutes ago.”

“I know you were,” he replied, “but y-ou did not want to come in then. When I invited you, you refused, and now that you would like to come in there is no room.”

Dear children, let me ask you, are you like this little girl? Do you say, “Plenty of time yet” to believe in Christ? O, be wise, remember what God has said in His Word, “Because I have called, and ye refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no man regardeth; I also will laugh at your calamity, I will mock when your fear cometh.” Prov. 1:24,26.

God has, no doubt, invited you many times—have you refused? He has stretched out His hand, and stretches it out still. Will you look? Listen to Christ’s gentle voice, saying, “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Math. 11:28.

“All things are ready, come,

To-morrow may not be.

O sinner, come, the Saviour waits

This hour to welcome thee.

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Do Not Delay

bOAST not thyself of to-morrow,” says the Lord to you, dear young friend. You do not know what may happen to you, or where you may be to-morrow. Perhaps in eternity!

Are you ready to go should you be called away at once from this earth? O, be quite sure that your soul is safe. Be quite sure now. Do not let any thoughts of to-morrow hinder you from coming to God this very day, and believing on the Lord Jesus Christ.

“Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” 2 Cor. 6:2.

“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” Acts 16:31.

Messages of God’s Love 3/14/1915

Vegetation in Africa

SUCH a beautiful scene we have before us. It is a good picture of the many pretty spots in Africa. As we look at it we may well exclaim, “Marvelous are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.” Ps. 139: 14. How strange it is that any should forget God, or think they can get along without Him. May you, dear reader, be given to know what it is to fear God; to think of His greatness and power as you see Him displayed in His wonderful works; and, remember, as you are His creature, you are responsible to Him for all that you do. So, instead of seeking to please yourself, you should be striving to please Him.

But there is a greater reason than this that the whole life should be spent for Him, and that is, because God gave His only begotten Son to die for us and thus bear what we deserved, to enable us to go unpunished. Should not this cause us to have grateful hearts and make us to delight to serve Him?

Ah! dear reader, if you know that Jesus has died for you, may your whole desire be to live to His praise and glory; to tell others of such a Saviour and to seek that they may be brought to know Him, too, and praise Him for His wonderful love. This surely surpasses what has been manifested in creation, and while we praise God for all His wonderful works, we should praise Him far more for the redemption which we have in Christ Jesus.

“HE THAT HATH MY COMMANDMENTS, AND KEEPETH THEM, HE IT IS THAT LOVETH ME.” John 14: 21.

Messages of God’s Love 3/21/1915

Not Try, But Trust

IN the year 1854, and in the city of Cincinnati, I met a man in a drug store ‘near the river,’ whose name was David Griffith. and who was a stranger in that city. Hearing him converse with the druggist, I said to him, “You are a Welshman.” He asked me how I knew that, and I said, “By the brogue, I myself being a Welshman.” He then told me that he was an engineer, and had brought his mother and sister from Wales to America, and had left them in Pittsburgh while he came on to Cincinnati seeking a berth on board of some river steamer, These particulars are mentioned as an introduction to the statements which follow.

My heart being warmed toward my countryman, I spoke to him of the Lord Jesus, the Saviour of sinners and Giver of eternal life. And the conversation that followed was, as near as may be, word for word, just this:

David: “Don’t you think that I am a man of no religion. I have got my religion as well as you have got yours.”

Myself: “What is your religion, Davey?”

D.: “I do say the ‘Our Father,’ and the `I believe,’ and other prayers.”

M.: “But that will not save your soul, nor help to save you.”

D.: “That won’t save my soul! Then what will save it?”

M.: “You must trust Christ to save you —trust your soul to Him.”

D.: “Trust! oh! yes, but I’ve got to try, too.”

M.: “If you try it is because you don’t trust Christ; for if you trusted Him, believing His word, you would not be trying to save yourself. You must trust and not try.”

D.: “Trust, and not try! I never heard a man talk like you. My religion will not help to save me? I don’t understand you.”

M.: “Well, Davey, I will explain. You have told me that you are out of a situation, and nearly out of funds; that you have left your mother and sister at Pittsburgh, and have come on here to endeavor to find employment to provide a livelihood for yourself and them. Now, suppose that I could say with truth, and did say to you, Davey, I have several farms in this neighborhood and I feel an interest in your welfare, as you are a countryman of mine; and, as one of my farms is not rented at present, I will give it to you, and also a thousand dollars to fetch your mother and sister and settle on the farm. If I could and did say this, in truth to you, would you in that case, go right off to find a situation for a livelihood?”

D.: “Not I, indeed. I would not do anything of the kind.”

M.: “But suppose that after I had said all that to you, in truth and earnestness, you did go right off to seek a berth on some steamer to obtain a livelihood for yourself and your mother and sister, what would that prove?”

D.: “It would prove that I did not believe a word you had said.”

In giving me this reply, Davey Griffith showed that he was a man of common sense. He understood the explanation given, and saw that trust and try would not hold together, and that if he did trust he would not try. He had been misled as to his “religion,” and his trying in the way of “religious effort” to obtain the salvation of his soul; but, in these particulars, he was not singular. Thousands of persons, both young and old, are under the same delusion; and to exhort and persuade sinners to “get religion” is a common practice, instead of directing them to the Lord Jesus Christ, who alone can save them from sin and death and give them eternal life; and by such persuasions that dark delusion is extended.

Therefore I want you to understand that salvation is by the grace of God only, and by the blood of Christ only, and through faith only in the risen and glorified Saviour. If you want to be saved forever, to live forever, and be blessed forever, you must of necessity trust Christ to save you. You must entrust your soul wholly to Him. And when you know Him to be your living and loving and Divine Saviour, you will love Him in sincerity and will delight to obey His will and honor His holy name.

Messages of God’s Love 3/21/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 139. 2 Samuel 9.

MEPHIBOSHETH

JONATHAN, Saul’s son, and friend to David, had left one son, who was five years old when the news of Saul and Jonathan’s death was made known. Saul’s family all knew that the man he had so persecuted—David—was to ascend the throne. They expected nothing but revenge from a man so wronged. So, little Mephibosheth, Jonathan’s son, was carried by his nurse in great haste to a place of hiding. On the way she dropped him, and he never recovered from his fall, but became lame for life—lame on both feet. Mephibosheth grew up with the fear of David in his heart, and so he hid in a place callei Lodebar. But David had not forgotten his promise to Jonathan to be kind to his children. He had sworn it in God’s presence on that sad day when David learned that Saul intended to kill him, and he had to flee from the king’s house, acting upon Jonathan’s warning.

When David was established on the throne of Israel, he inquired whether there were any left of the house of Soul, that he might, for Jonathan’s sake, show kindness unto them. An old servant of Saul, called Ziba, was called, and David inquired of him, “Is there not yet any of the house of Saul, that I may show the kindness of God unto him?” Ziba said, “Jonathan hath yet a son, which is lame on both his feet.” Then David told Ziba to go and fetch Mephibosheth, who had become a young man by this time.

Mephibosheth felt alarmed when the king sent for him, and he fell on his face before David. But David spoke to him gently and said, “Fear not, for I will surely show thee kindness for Jonathan thy father’s sake, and I will restore thee all the land of Saul thy father; and thou shalt eat bread at my table continually.”

Mephibosheth felt deeply the king’s kindness and bowed to the ground as he answered, “What is thy servant, that thou shouldst look upon such a dead dog as I am?”

David called Ziba and told him that he had given all Saul’s possessions to Mephibosheth, and he and his sons must take care of the land for him and bring the fruits to him, and that Mephibosheth would always eat at David’s table. Ziba promised to obey the king. He had fifteen sons and twenty servants who helped cultivate the land for Mephiboseth who went to live in Jerusalem, and every day he ate with the king at his table.

David certainly showed himself most kind and generous, and reminds us very forcibly of the far greater kindness of God toward us, poor sinners. Like lame Mephibosheth, we could not come to God even had we had the desire to do so, for we were helpless, but “when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.” (Rom. 5.) Jesus came to SEEK and to save that which was lost. He came to the very place where we were. He took our place and died, “the just for the unjust, that He might bring its to God.” “No man,” He said, “cometh unto the Father but by Me.”

But once in the light of God’s holy presence, the poor, trembling sinner cannot be any happier than was Mephibosheth when brought to David. He sees himself lost, guilty and deserving death. How sweet, then, these words to the ear, “Fear not, for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name.” (Isa. 43:1.)

Not only was there neither hatred nor revenge in David’s heart toward Mephibosheth, because of Saul’s treatment of him, but he showed the grandson of his enemy the kindness of God and gave him great possessions, servants, land and a place at his own table.

Likewise, every sinner that comes to God through Jesus, not only receives forgiveness of sins, but is blessed with every spiritual blessing in heavenly places in Christ. He is made heir of God, joint heir with Christ, the holy angels are sent to minister unto him, and all things are his, life, death, things present, or things to come; all are his; and he is Christ’s; and Christ is God’s. (1 Cor. 3:21-23.)

Charteris, a well-known freethinking English Colonel, cried out on his deathbed, full of fear and trembling, “I will give thirty thousand pounds ($150,000) to anyone who will prove to my entire satisfaction that there is no hell!” This poor man had not a good conscience and in spite of the unbelief that he so often boasted of, thought with terror of the eternity lying before him.

Messages of God’s Love 3/21/1915

The Last Snow of the Season

SPRINGTIME is just upon us, and how glad we are for the great change from the snow, clad earth to the green budding trees, and from the frozen rivers to the running streams. Each season has its own particular beauty, and we might well praise and thank God for all His provisions to His creatures. God has fulfilled His promise which He made after the flood, “While the earth remaineth, seed-time and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.” (Gen. 8:22.) The earth has had its seasons from that time on, and will to the end of all things here, when He shall melt the earth with fervent heat and there will be no more sea; all man’s works shall be burned up, and there will be no more trace of sin.

God also uses the seasons as a symbol of the time of opportunity for man to be saved.

“THE HARVEST IS PAST, THE SUMMER IS ENDED, AND WE ARE NOT SAVED.” Jer. 8:20.

Soon the harvest for this earth will take place; that is, the Lord Jesus is coming to take all His own to be with Himself; and those who have heard the gospel of His grace and have not believed in Jesus as their Saviour, these words will be true of them, “The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.” Thank God, the opportunity to be saved is still here, but at any moment it may be over for you. “Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” (2 Cor. 6:2.)

Messages of God’s Love 3/28/1915

The Old Plate

DID an old plate ever make my little reader uncomfortable or afraid? “No, of course not,” you say; “who was ever made uncomfortable or afraid by an old plate?” Well, I was, once. Let me tell you about it.

When I was a little boy an old plate used to hang on the wall, tied up with a piece of string, and often when I went into the room in which it was placed, and saw it, I would turn my eyes away, and look at something else, for there were words printed on that old plate which at times quite frightened me. What could they be? Four words only, and little words which the youngest of my readers I think will understand: “Thou GOD SEEST ME.”

Often I had lost my temper and had spoken words untrue, and had disobeyed my parents, and I did not like to think that the eye of God was ever watching me. I was a sinner—and though many of my naughty words and deeds were known to those around me, yet many things which I had done, and which I knew were wrong, had never been found out; but that old plate, with its solemn words, “Thou God seest me,” ever reminded me that there was One from whom I could keep no secret.

My dear little reader, do you know that there is not one word, or thought, or look, or deed of yours but the holy, sin-hating God knows all about it. You have never been out of His sight. Perhaps when mother or father have been out you have done something or other of which you have never told them. But God knows all about it. He needs no one to tell Him, for He ever watches you, and He knows how sinful you are. And yet, I have such “good news” for you, for the holy, holy, holy God, who sees both you and me and everybody else, has so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. ( John 3:16.) It is a solemn thing to know God sees us, but how blessed it is to know that He loves us, and gave His only Son, whom He loved so much, and who had always been with Him, to come down into this world full of sinners like unto you and me, and to die such an awful death upon the cross, so that sinners might be saved, and be made fit to be with the Lord Jesus in heaven. (Colossians 1:12-14.)

I have, since I began to tell you about this, been up into the room where that old plate now hangs, and have looked again at those words, “Thou God seest me”; and now, instead of making me feel unhappy, those very words bring brightness and joy. I am glad now that the eye of God is ever upon me, for now I know that all my sins have been washed away by the precious blood of Jesus Christ, and that I shall never perish, for I do believe on Him; and though I remember the sins which I have done, yet God says He will remember them no more. (Hebrews 10:17.) And, more than this, I know that He is my Father, and loves me so much that I delight to be in His sight. ( John 8:42.)

But the “good news” from God tells those who believe that “the blood of Jesus Christ, God’s Son, cleanseth us from all sin. (1 John 1:7.) And with our sins all gone we are made fit to be in heaven, and can thank God as our Father for making us fit. (Colossians 1:12.) And now we can serve the One who never takes His eyes off us, and who loves “His Own” with an everlasting love.

Messages of God’s Love 3/28/1915

Little Elsie

A little girl named Elsie,

Of four or five years old

(Whose parents were in heaven

And safe in Jesus’ fold),

Was taught in early childhood

To love His precious name;

And in His word believing

A Christian thus became.

Now, Elsie had a brother,

And Jesus was his joy,

She also had another—

A wild and wayward boy.

And by his naughty manners,

His sister’s heart he grieved,

She wished he loved the Saviour,

And on His name believed.

One day her elder brother

Met Elsie on the stairs,

Her face seemed full of sorrow,

Her mind seemed full of cares.

“What ails my little Elsie?

And what has made her cry?”

But Elsie seemed unwilling

To tell the reason why.

He lovingly embraced her

And asked her yet again—

“What is the little trouble

Which gives my sister pain?”

At length she gently whispered,

While looking on the floor,

“I’se just been asking Jesus

And then she said no more!

Her brother seemed astonished,

But joy was in his face,

To find his little sister

Had sought the throne of grace.

Then Elsie, gaining courage,

Her secret told to him

“I’se just been asking Jesus

To save dear brother Jim!”

“Pray on, my little sister,”

Her brother then replied, “

And always go to Jesus,

And in His love confide;

For He is ever faithful

To those who trust in Him;

And may our gracious Saviour

Soon save dear brother Jim.

For even naughty children,

Are objects of His care;

No doubt that He will answer

My little sister’s prayer.

He bids us not be weary,

But always watch and pray,

And from a child’s petition

He will not turn away.

And though He is in glory,

And angels worship Him,

He hears the prayer of Elsie,

To save dear brother Jim.”

Messages of God’s Love 3/28/1915

Three Certainties

I FEEL sure there are many of my dear young readers, as well as many grown-up people, who, though they have heard of the wondrous love of Jesus in giving His life a ransom for poor sinners, and have believed in His name, yet are not always quite certain that they have eternal life and shall never come into judgment; but are, alas! often filled with doubts and fears instead of being filled with joy and peace in believing. May the following little incident be used through God’s grace to help any such.

About eight years ago a young man was led to go and hear a servant of God preach the Gospel, and during the preaching he came by faith to Jesus, and went home feeling very happy. But after a week or two the happy feelings began to get less and less, and he felt afraid to tell his old companions about Jesus. About this time he went to see his brother, who was associated with a little mission in the north of London. It so happened that they were then having special meetings. Of course, they both went.

After the preacher had delivered his message, and was about to close with prayer, he asked those present who wished to be specially prayed for to hold up their right hand. The young man’s heart began to beat quickly, and there was quite a struggle going on within him. While he hesitated he kept repeating to himself, “Lord, Thou knowest I love Thee; Lord, Thou knowest I love Thee,” until the preacher had closed with prayer. Still the young man felt undecided, and as he passed out and shook the preacher’s hand, he said, “You meant me, sir. didn’t you, when you asked any to hold up their hand?” “Are you not saved?” asked the preacher. “Yes, sir, I am saved, but “ “Have you got a Bible?” “Yes, sir.” “Well, when you get home turn to the Gospel of John, 5th chapter, 24th verse, and there you will find THREE DIVINE CERTAINTIES. When you have found them, come and see me again, will you?” The young man replied that he would, and they bade each other goodnight.

“Three divine certainties in John 5:24,” our young friend kept saying to himself until he reached home; and then going straight up to his bedroom, he took down his Bible, and before very long was eagerly reading John 5:24, carefully weighing each word, “Verily — verily — I — say—unto you” (“that means me”), “He — that — heareth—My—word” (“that is what I have heard tonight”), “and—believeth—on—Him—that—sent——Me” (“I believe on Him”), “HATH—everlasting—life.” Hath! Hath!! He could scarcely believe his own eyes; “HATH everlasting life.” “Have it; have it now!” and throwing himself on his knees he could do nothing but thank God for this wondrous gift.

But after a while he remembered that the preacher had told him of three things, and this was but the first one, blessed as it was. So he again went to this wondrous verse. Presently he came to the words, “Andshall—not—come—into Judgment.”

“What! No judgment? O, praise the Lord! Have everlasting life; shall not come into judgment; and now, what else can there be? What is the third blessing? Ah! `But — is —passed—out—of—death—intolife.’ Now, at the present time. Praise the Lord! I have eternal life; I shall not come into judgment, and I am passed out of death into life.”

The young man was so full of joy that he could do nothing but praise God for His wondrous and unspeakable gift.

May it be. your portion, my dear young reader, now and for all eternity.

Messages of God’s Love 3/28/1915

I Have

ONE Lord’s day afternoon, at our Sunday School, the following precious confession of the Lord Jesus was made to the teacher of a class of little girls, from six to eight years of age. Jesus as the “Lamb of God,” the perfect Sacrifice for sin, and as the Light of God’s beautiful city, was the subject that had much interested the class for two or three afternoons. The children had heard how “He was brought as a lamb to the slaughter,” shedding His precious blood for sinners, and the need of each one of them for going to God about her own sins had been earnestly put before them.

One of the children, always marked by her brightness and attention to the lesson, exclaimed as the class proceeded, “I have.” “You have what?” the teacher inquired.

“Asked Jesus to wash my sins away,” she answered; when another, joining with her, said, “So have I.”

Afterwards these little children told their teacher, that, one Lord’s day morning, they had asked the Lord Jesus to wash away their sins. The teacher questioned them, and finding they really had been speaking to the Lord, said, “And do you believe He has done it?”

With faces full of expression, they replied,

“Yes, teacher.”

“And did anyone tell you to do so?”

“No,” they answered.

Another little girl, looking up, said, “Jesus heard them, didn’t He, teacher?”

Yes, indeed, Jesus had heard these little ones, who in their simple way, knowing that He bids little children to come to Him, had gone to Him, and had received His blessing.

Messages of God’s Love 3/28/1915

Bible Questions for April

Answers to Bible Questions for February

“ Put on the whole armour of God,” etc. Eph. 6:11

“For I am in a strait,” etc. Phil, 1:23

“ Knowing that a man is not,” etc. Gal. 2.16

“ But I have all, and abourld,” Phil. 4:18

“ But though we, or an angel,” etc. Gal. 1: 8

“And walk in love,” etc. Eph. 5: 2

“Stand fast therefore in the,” etc. Gal. 5: 1

Bible Questions for April

The Answers are to be found in Titus, Philemon, Hebrews and James.

Write the verse containing the words: “Great salvation,”

Write the verse containing the words: “Early and latter rain.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Great High Priest.”

Write the verse containing the words: “It was impossible for God to lie.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Fidelity.” “Adorn.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Serve the living God.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Always in my prayers.”

Messages of God’s Love 4/4/1915

Love for the Little Ones

WHAT a hard heart it would be that would not love the little ones. Nearly everyone has love for a little, helpless baby, yet we know that even mothers sometimes do not love their babies. But it is good to think of the Lord Jesus when He was here upon earth, when some had brought young children to Him, that He should touch them. His disciples rebuked those that brought them. But when Jesus saw it, He was much displeased, and said unto them, “Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not; for of such is the Kingdom of God.” (Mark 10:14.) Then He took them in His arms, and put His hands upon them, and blessed them. The disciples evidently thought the children were too little for the Lord to take any notice of, but He loved them, and showed that all needed to take the humble place, and be simple as little children, to enter into the Kingdom of God.

His love is an untiring and unchangeable one and He will never do what some parents have done—turn away from their children. So Scripture says, “When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.” (Ps. 27:10.) He cares and provides some one else to look after those who are forsaken by parents.

What would any of us do if it were not for God’s tender care over us? He is the One who gave His only Son for us, and He is the One who gives us all we need.

If you are one who has known and received God’s love in the gift of His Son, may you seek to manifest it to others as well.

“SEE THAT YE LOVE ONE ANOTHER WITH A PURE HEART FERVENTLY.” 1 Pet. 1:22.

Messages of God’s Love 4/4/1915

Hiding

WHAT would you do if the Lord Jesus were to come at this moment?” was the question asked of a little girl.

“I would not run away and hide,” answered the child.

Would you “run away and hide,” dear young readers? or could you give the answer that a little girl in London gave to the same question:

“I would throw my arms around Him.”

Adam and Eve hid themselves among the trees of the garden. Why? Because they knew they were sinners, and feared to meet God.

A day is coming when people will cry to the rocks, and call on them to hide them from the wrath of the Lamb. They will then know that they are sinners, and have rejected the only Saviour, the Lord Jesus Christ, and they will be filled with terror when they think of His coming in judgment. Only those whose sins are washed away in the precious blood of Christ, and who are made whiter than snow, are ready to welcome the One who has done it all, when He shall come, not in judgment, but to fetch them to Himself.

Dear children, would you welcome Him, or hide from Him, if He were to come today?

Messages of God’s Love 4/4/1915

Too Poor to Be a Christian

LITTLE Willie was very poor indeed. His feet and legs were red with cold, and he had no money to buy shoes or stockings, and the little fellow knew too well what it is to be hungry. Often, he ran about the cold streets in winter, and in summer slept under the arches by the river.

After a time Willie tried to earn a little money for himself by chopping wood, and got along fairly well. One day a lady met him on the street. “My boy,” said she, “would you like to come to the Sunday school and learn to be a clean boy? It is a nice, warm place, with a large, bright fire, and the children are taught there about the Lord Jesus who loves poor children.”

In the school Willie heard about the love of Jesus in giving Himself to die for sinners, and the blessings given to all those who put their trust in Him. He felt he did not love Jesus, and the little boy began to cry for sorrow.

If you have done wrong and are naughty, you are sorry, because you feel that you have not been kind to your father and mother. So it was with Willie. He felt that he had been a naughty boy, and had not been good towards God, and the thought of his sinful heart made him cry.

“Willie,” said the lady who was teaching him, “would you like to be a Christian boy?”

He sobbed, “I am too poor to be a Christian; I am such a very poor little boy.”

“But, Willie,” said the lady, “Jesus welcomes the poor. He is very kind to poor boys, and no one can be too poor to be a Christian. The Bible says ‘Blessed are the poor,’ and ‘the poor have the gospel preached to them.’ “

“Teacher,” said Willie again, hanging his head. “I am too poor to be a Christian.”

The lady tried to find out what it really was that Willie meant, and after a little persuading, he said,

“You see, teacher, I can only earn a dollar a week at chopping wood, and that amount, you know, won’t pay for my bed and clothes and food; so sometimes, when no one is looking, I clap a nice piece of wood under my coat, and sell it. I am too poor to be a Christian boy.”

“Poor Willie,” said the lady, “you must ask God to take care of you and to give you His grace. Ask Him to keep you from stealing, and to supply your need.”

After trying to lead the little boy to the love and kindness of God in the gift of His Son, and trying to get him to trust and confide in Him, the lady said:

“If at any time you are very much in want, you may come to me, and I will try to do what I can to help you.”

Willie went to his work the next morning with the wish to keep his hand from stealing. Chop, chop, chop, went his hatchet all day long and at the end of the week his employer gave him one dollar, but it would not buy all he wanted, still he felt happier, because he had not done that which he knew to be wrong.

The next week Willie went on with his chopping wood. One evening the temptation came. It was getting dark; he looked around, this side and that side, no one was watching, and there was a nice piece of wood at his feet.

Under his tattered coat his little heart went pit, pat, and he felt very uncomfortable, just as everybody does when he is going to do something wrong. Then he looked at the wood again, and thought, “O, it is such a pretty piece of wood, such a nice piece! I could just pop it under my jacket and nobody would see me. It would sell for enough money to buy me a nice loaf of bread and other nice things!”

Willie looked around; still no one was watching; he stretched out his hand to take the wood, when he thought he saw an eye looking at him. He quickly pulled back his hand. “No!” said he. “I won’t take it; God is looking at me!”

The temptation has passed; God gave Willie strength to resist it, and he was all the happier for keeping from doing wrong, but he was none the less hungry, and was as poor as before; yet the poor boy thought it was better to. have a heart at ease than to have enough to eat and drink and all the while feel a weight of sorrow.

At the end of the week his employer called Willie to him. I wonder if he feared lest he had been seen stretching out his hand towards the piece of wood? But a kind voice gave him confidence.

“My boy,” said the man, “I have watched you this week, and noticed how much better you have behaved, and how much better you have attended to your work. I will give one dollar and a half, instead of one dollar, and may you always be a good boy.”

Willie’s heart went pit-pat, pit-pat again very fast, but not in the same way as when he was looking at the piece of wood. This time it was with joy and pleasure. He thanked his master very much and ran off to the lady’s house to tell her the good news. His bare feet soon bounded up the clean, white steps of the house, and with a glad heart he rang the bell and told her all his happy story.

“Well, my boy, godliness is profitable unto all things, having promise, not only of the life that now is, but also of that which is to come. God rewards those who seek to please and obey Him,” said the lady, and she encouraged the poor child to trust in the Lord and seek to do only those things which would be pleasing to Him.”

Willie tripped home. How happy he felt! And when he came to his own little dwelling place the ragged boy felt a joy within himself which no one can know except those who have been tempted and tried as he was, and whom God in His great mercy has enabled to serve Him.

God is the same to you, dear little friends, as He was to Willie. Try to follow His ways and words, and you will see that He will never let you suffer.

Messages of God’s Love 4/4/1915

A Telegram from Heaven

A YOUNG telegrapher went to his office one morning with a heavy heart. The Lord, through the Holy Spirit, had been speaking to him, and showing to him the sinfulness of his heart. The consciousness of his sinful state pressed heavily on him. He felt like a sheep that had wandered into the wilderness, and could not get back, but Jesus, the Good Shepherd, who came to seek and to save the lost, had already found a way to bring him to Himself.

As he sat, bowed under the burden of sin, he poured out his heart before the Lord, and cried, “God, be merciful to me, a sinner!”

Hark, what was that? Someone on the wire. The message came—first, the name and address of the one to whom it was sent, then the words, “Behold, the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world. In whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace.” Then followed the sender’s name.

That was, indeed a singular telegram. How did it come about? The explanation was this: A young servant girl in the same town who was likewise under conviction of sin, had applied to the pastor of her native town for an answer to the question, “What must I do to be saved?” The pastor was on his vacation, where the letter had been forwarded to him, and it came just at the moment when he was leaving for a train, and he, not wishing to keep the anxious girl waiting till his return home, dispatched the above text.

The young girl found the Saviour through them, as also the telegrapher. Thus it was a message from heaven to them both. They saw in Jesus, God’s Lamb, who had taken away their sins—that He had borne the load of their sins on Calvary’s cross, and, in Him, they found redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of their sins. Eternal life and rich blessings were theirs.

The Good Shepherd knows how and where to find the lost sheep.

Dear young reader, have you had the question settled, “What must I do to be saved?” Are you not exercised about it? If so, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” (Acts 16:31.)

Messages of God’s Love 4/4/1915

Sad War Times

EVER since sin entered this world it has been a sad scene. At times more so than at others. But never has there been a time but what someone has has a sad heart.

At present this world has more sorrow in it than at any known previous time, on account of the dreadful war. So many homes are filled with sadness because they have learned of either the slaughter of their loved ones, or that they are wounded and are lying in the hospital.

We have before us a picture of a sad wife, because she has learned that her husband is wounded, and while she is overcome with the thought of what may be the result of his wound, he has come home, and found her and his dear child in that sad condition.

It, no doubt, will be joy to her when she lifts her head and sees her husband standing by her, and that he has been able to get home so soon.

There is nothing that will give lasting blessing and peace to this world till the Lord comes and binds Satan. Man is playing in the hands of Satan, and will not turn to God, nor accept the Lord Jesus as his Saviour, and therefore his wrong ways lead him into much trouble and bring sorrow to all around.

This is true of every wrong thing. Whatever we do that is wrong bears its, bad results. Starting with Jesus as our Saviour and walking with Him, brings blessing and happiness along with it.

“BLESSED IS THE MAN THAT WALKETH NOT IN THE COUNSEL OF THE UNGODLY, NOR STANDETH IN THE WAY ,OF SINNERS, NOR SITTETH IN THE SEAT OF THE SCORNFUL. BUT HIS DELIGHT IS IN THE LAW OF THE LORD; AND IN HIS LAW DOTH HE MEDITATE DAY AND NIGHT.” Psa. 1:1, 2.

Messages of God’s Love 4/11/1915

Where Is the Profit

A FEW years ago the following incident occurred, forcibly illustrating the solemn truth of the words of the Lord Jesus, “What shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?” (Mark 8:36, 37.)

Mr. V. enjoyed a moderate income. He was a man of education, and exercised a certain amount of influence over the circle in which he moved. Brought up only with the outward forms of religion he imbided , when between forty and fifty years of age, a strong tendency to atheistic principles; he read many infidel books, and at last openly declared that he doubted the existence of God, and that he believed the Bible to be wholly untrue. Besides this, he denied the immortality of the soul, and frequently asserted that, “when a man died, there was an end of him altogether!”

Just at the time when these terrible opinions appeared to be firmly rooted in his mind, he received most unexpected news. His great-uncle, who had emigrated to New South Wales some years before Mr. V.’s birth, but who had had no communication with relatives, and who was long thought dead, had purchased land, which, after the lapse of time, had grown very valuable. The property was situated in what had become the best part of one of the largest towns in New South Wales, handsome streets and squares having been built upon it. The owner had never married, and had died at a great age without a will.

Search was made for the “next-of-kin,” and Mr. V., the freethinker, was discovered to be the rightful heir to the immense property, estimated at being worth more than a million of money.

On the receipt of this intelligence, Mr. V. determined to go at once to Australia, and take possession in person of his newly-acquired estates; and consequently preparations were made for the long voyage, Mrs. V. intending to accompany her husband.

The Asiatic cholera was at this time raging in the metropolis, and, before the appointed day for leaving home had arrived, Mr. V. was seized with that direful malady. In a few hours, symptoms of so alarming a nature set in, that the doctor dared not delay to tell the unhappy sufferer that death-was very near.

The scene which then took place in that bedroom can never be effaced from the memory of those who witnessed it. It was as if a thick veil had been suddenly torn from the mental vision of the wretched sceptic, revealing to him the awful future—judgment, hell, and never-ending torment! Where were now his often-repeated assertions that there was “no God?” Where were his infidel reasonings—his profane arguments? Gone, like a puff of smoke before the wind, in the presence of the dread reality DEATH.

His cries of agony could be heard all over the house, and even by those who walked past it. He frequently exclaimed, “There is a God! I know there is, and I am afraid to meet Him! The pains of hell are upon me, and I shall soon be there!” In less than twenty-four hours after he was taken ill he was a corpse.

O! may this mournful history be a warning to any who are not saved by the precious blood of Christ—to those who are listening in any degree to Satan’s lies about the truth of God’s word! Serpent-like, he first tempted Eve to doubt what God had said, and is now as a “roaring lion, walking about, seeking whom he may devour.” (1 Peter 5:8).

O! my readers, ponder this case. It is “the fool” who “bath said in his heart, No God.” Such is the language of folly, of madness, whether in the heart, unexpressed, or on the lips, or openly avowed. To-morrow may be too late to make a decision, if not already made. “Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” (2 Cor. 6:2.)

Messages of God’s Love 4/11/1915

Thou Shalt Call His Name Jesus

(Matthew 1:21.)

THESE are the words which the angel of the Lord spoke to Joseph, the husband of Mary. The name JESUS means saviour. What is a saviour? A saviour is one who saves.

Supposing you or I were to fall into the sea; we are, perhaps, unable to swim, but some one comes and takes us out of the water; such a one would be our saviour, and I am sure we should never wish to forget that person for so kindly coming to our help.

We read in 1 Samuel 17 that David was attending his father’s sheep, when there came a lion and a bear and took a lamb out of the flock. But David went after it, and saved the precious little lamb from the lion’s jaws. He killed both the lion and the bear.

David told Saul that he did not do it in his own strength, but said that God gave him the strength and courage to do it. David was a saviour, then, for the lamb would have been killed and eaten had not David rescued it from the lion’s mouth.

Our friends, too, might be able to save us in times of difficulty and danger, and so preserve our lives. But there is one thing they cannot do: they cannot save our souls; they cannot save us from our sins, and take us to heaven. Neither can we save ourselves. Only Jesus is able to do this for us.

We have all sinned, yet not one of us can atone, or make amends, for a single sin that we have committed. If we were to try we should not be able to do it. It is quite impossible for anyone to wash away his sins.

Now it is because no one is able to save himself that God sent His Son from heaven. And the precious name of Jesus was given to Him when He came into this world.

It was because God loved us and wanted us to be happy forever in heaven with Himself that He gave Jesus, who died on the cross for such sinners as we.

We sometimes sing:

“How happy they whose every sin

Is washed away in Jesus’ blood;

All spotless, clean and pure through Him,

Made fit to meet the eye of God.”

Yes, and truly happy are those children who can sing this from their hearts, who know the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and believe also that their sins are washed away in His blood. He is in the glory now, but He still loves little children. O, how great is His love; no one can tell how much He loves.

He must, indeed, have loved us very much to have come all the way from heaven into this world in which we live, and to have suffered and died on the cross so that we might be saved.

O, who would not like to have Jesus for his or her Friend, the One who said, “Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not”?

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The Drowning Sailor

J.B. was the son of godly parents who taught him about God, and His wondrous love through Christ, but, like many other wild boys, he thought there was no life like being a sailor. His father gave a reluctant consent for him to go to sea as a cabin-boy, with a captain whom he knew to be an honest, moral man and who, he trusted, would keep him from evil.

J., however, was not to be thus restrained —he gave way to his evil inclinations, and followed his shipmates in all the wickedness of which they set the example. He knew he was doing wrong, and tried to drown the recollection of his home, his parents, and his early training, by drinking, profane conversation and unruly conduct.

He was not much more than sixteen years old, though he had attained to all this wickedness, when, being one day on deck, cursing and swearing as usual, he fell overboard, not being able to swim, immediately he sank. He rose again to the surface, but sank again. This occurred a third time, when at length he became aware that his case was desperate, and thinking that he must surely die, cried from his heart,, “Lord, save me!”

Immediately he thought he heard a clear, heavenly voice behind him, saying, “Fear not, I am with thee always, even unto the end.” What next followed, he knew not, for he became insensible, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in bed, and learned that he had been in that state of insensibility for three days.

When he was sufficiently recovered to ask further questions, and how his life had been saved, he heard the following account:

One of his shipmates, a Christian man, was in the forecastle, with the watch below when he felt a strong impression that he must come up. No sooner had he reached the deck than he saw the poor cabin-boy struggling with the waves; he saw him sink the last time, and quickly jumping overboard, dived, and saved him.

Immediately after, a huge shark was seen to come up from the place they had just left, so that he had not only escaped, by God’s care, a watery grave, but also had been in great danger of being devoured by the shark.

This remarkable adventure was not lost on poor J. From this time he became a changed boy. He turned to God from his sins, read his Bible, and prayed to God who had delivered him in the hour of death, heard his cry, and helped him. He was made a new creature in Christ Jesus, and, after serving God faithfully where he was for some time, he went to preach the glad tidings of salvation to poor perishing sinners, encouraging them by his own example to cry out to God to save them, and to believe in His willingness to receive all who are willing to come to Him.

“Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” (2 Cor. 6:2.)

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The Poor Little Bird

I’m a poor little bird, but I’m hungry and cold,

And only when snow’s on the ground,

Or frost makes it hard to get water or food,

At your door, as a beggar, I’m found.

I see through the window your breakfast laid out,

And you cut such nice pieces of bread;

I don’t ask you for that, for of course it’s your own,

But only the crumbs that are shed.

If you think for a minute, I’m sure you’ll confess

That if these little morsels you spare,

It would fill all the crops of a dozen of us,

And give us a plentiful fare.

It is only in winter we ask you to think

Of beings so humble and small,

For the whole summer long we cheer with our song,

As we sit in the sun on your wall.

When at night, in your bed, you are covered so snug,

And keep e’en your nose from the cold,

O! think of so many with no bed at all,

Nor copper, nor silver, nor gold.

But God, who from heaven knows well what we need,

Will, I’m sure, put it into your head,

To care for the least, with a plentiful feast,

If it’s only a morsel of bread.

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The Contented Family

NO grandeur nor style was needed to make or add to the happiness of the humble home where sat the mother and her three children at a plain but substantial meal. Love for one another, and kindness even to the animals prevailed, and they are content with their circumstances.

All these things are good traits which might well be sought after, as they have their good results. Godliness added to contentment is great gain. Merely contentment with the circumstances will give a measure of happiness for a certain length of time, that is, as long as the circumstances seem to be agreeable, but such conditions change, and then the happiness and contentment go. But if there is godliness with contentment, the change of circumstances does not alter the happiness, as they are accepted as coming from His all-wise and loving hand.

We must first know the Lord Jesus, the gift of God’s love to us, as our own personal Saviour, and then we can say, “He that spared not His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?” (Rom 8:32.) The measure of God’s love in giving His Son is so great that it should cause us to accept every circumstance from His hand and as being the best thing for us, consequently there is happiness and contentment, although feeling the trial which the Lord may bring us through. Do you know and enjoy that love?

“IF GOD SO LOVED US, WE OUGHT ALSO TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER.” 1 John 4:11.

Messages of God’s Love 4/18/1915

Where Wilt Thou Spend Eternity?

TWO solemn incidents, evidencing the uncertainty of life, have recently come under my eye. “What is your life? It is even a vapor, which appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”

Having occasion to go to a saw-mill, I left with the workmen some papers having the following lines printed in large letters on them—

A QUESTION.

“Where wilt thou spend eternity?

Nay; don’t tear down the bill;

This question means but good to thee.

And will be answered still.

To shun the light, or shut the sight,

Thy Cup of Wrath may fill.

“Eternity where wilt thou spend

Don’t say, ‘I cannot tell.’

The life thou leadest now will end

In heaven, or else in hell.

O, friend, bethink thee well!”

I then asked the men each to put up a bill in his house for a week. After I had gone, one of their number said to the fore-man, “What am I to do with this? Mr. C. says I am to put it up on my wall.” He evidently did not like the thought of the question staring him in the face; but before the week had passed, the poor man was suddenly cut down in the midst of health and strength.

Where wilt thou spend eternity? is now answered in his case indeed! What, reader, is your answer to the question? May be, this paper is the last message from God to your soul.

About the time of my visit to the sawmills, my business led me to a manufactory. “You look ill,” I said to one of the young men. “Have you not noticed that before?” he answered, in an off-hand way. A few sentences followed, and then I dropped a word about the future, upon which the young man retreated into an adjoining workshop; but feeling that I might not have another opportunity, I followed him. “Thinking upon such things,” he hastily retorted, “will not earn me my living.” As he would not hear, I hoped, perhaps, he would read, so a few days after I wrote his name in a book, and sent it to him; but it was too late—the book was returned to me. The young man had been at his work up to 10 o’clock the night before, and in the morning he was found dead in his bedroom. Poor fellow. The question, “Where wilt thou spend eternity?” is also answered with him.

Sudden death is greatly on the increase: these hurrying times hurry people quicker than ever into eternity. The business of earning a living drives souls to destruction at desperate speed. Yet, in spite of the daily rush, the question will force its way into the unwilling heart—”Where wilt thou spend eternity?” It will make itself heard; and, reader, the God of love puts it to you this very moment.

We plead with you, if unsaved, to take no excuse from business, or duty, or friend, but to answer as in God’s sight and hearing. It is divine love which pleads with you. For your soul’s sake, be in earnest. Be down upon your knees, crying: “What must I do to be saved?”

Shall not the blood of Jesus appeal to you? Look at Him upon the accursed tree. See the drops of blood fall from His hands and His feet. The Victim bears away the sins of His people. Hear you that cry of anguish, “My God! My God! why hast Thou forsaken Me?” What mean those words? O! may you say, “Jesus, Redeemer, they declare my sins, my guilt; yes,

that Thou upon that cross didst bear God’s wrath in my stead, that Thou wast forsaken of the just God because of my iniquity, then laid to Thy account.” Now the Crucified One lifts up His voice again. He cries, “It is finished!” He has drunk the cup to the dregs, the wrath is borne, the sins are gone, all, all gone forever! And so He yields up His life and dies, and thereupon the just God rends the veil from top to bottom, from heaven to earth. He bares His throne and His heart to the gaze of man. Look deep into His heart, and the death of His Son shall show you that it is Love. The blood of Jesus cries, “God is love.” Yes, God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

Where wilt thou spend eternity?

Messages of God’s Love 4/18/1915

Does God Answer Prayer?

OF course He does. Several cases I could mention, when, in answer to prayer, I had relief from pain in illness, pleading those precious words at the end of the general epistle of James, “Is any among you suffering? let him pray.”

Only the other day, visiting a cottage in a small hamlet, I noticed a little girl crying bitterly, and was told she was suffering from ear-ache. On asking the father if he could not take her to the doctor (who lived in the village two miles away), he said he would have to get a “permit” from a farmer living at a distance of two miles (in an opposite direction. He added, he could ill afford the time for walking these distances, while the mother had a baby to nurse, and all the children were quite young.

I asked the parents if they would join with me in asking the Great Physician to cure their child, quoting to them the passage already mentioned and other sweet encouragements to prayer given by our dear Lord Himself.

They both nodded assent, and I hoped the prayer of faith was offered by all three.

Calling again and finding the man and his wife at home, as before, I asked him if he had gone for the permit, when he said he had not.

“Did you go straight to the doctor, then?” “No,” he replied, “there was no necessity for it.”

“How was that?”

“She lost the ear-ache after you left.”

I trust we all “sang praise with the heart to the Lord,” who had so graciously answered our prayer by granting complete relief to the little sufferer.

Messages of God’s Love 4/18/1915

A Child's Prayer

Once a child in sorrow,

Weeping very sore,

Went into his closet,

Shutting to the door.

Where no eye was watching,

Save the eye above,

Which is never weary,

Watching us in love.

He had heard that Jesus,

Up in heaven so high,

Always stooped to listen,

To the feeble cry.

“I am very naughty,

And deserve the rod,

And I often tremble

When I think of God.

I am very sorry—

Thou art very good—

Kind and loving Jesus,

Wash me in Thy blood.”

Thus the little fellow,

Kneeling down to pray,

Told his griefs to Jesus

In his simple way.

And the loving Jesus

Saw the falling tear;

Saw the wounded spirit,

Full of grief and fear,

And in words of comfort,

Spake He to the boy,

In a still, small whisper,

Giving peace and joy.

Banishing his sorrow,

Soothing his distress,

Little tiny children,

Jesus loves to bless.

He had in the Bible

Read about the grace

Of the lowly Jesus,

Who had left His place

On the throne of glory,

Far above the sky,

And in love to sinners

Came down here to die;

But that He had risen,

And in glory lives,

And to poor dead sinners,

Life eternal gives.

Through the love of Jesus,

And the tidings heard;

He was saved and happy,

Resting on His word.

When he grew to manhood,

Often pressed by care,

Much he loved to ponder

On that little prayer,

When he in his closet,

Kneeling down to pray,

Told his griefs to Jesus

In his simple way.

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Because He Likes Me

Dear little Alice, just four years old, was asked:

“Do you know what Jesus has done for us?”

“He was put on the cross,” was her reply.

“Why was He put there?”

“To make a way for us to go to heaven,” said the child.

“Do you love Him, dear?” was asked. “Yes,” was her reply.

“Why do you love Him?”

“Because He likes me,” said little Alice.

What a happy little answer! For we, indeed, “love Him, because He first loved us.”

“Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us, and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins.” 1 John 4:10.

“Hereby perceive we the love, because He laid down His life for us.” 1 John 3:16.

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Sins on Jesus

I WANT to tell you, my young friends, an incident that was related to me some time ago of a father who had five children. One evening when they were all ready for bed they came to bid him good night, and he asked the oldest one if she had laid her sins on Jesus, and she said

she had. He asked the others the same question, until he came to the youngest, and they all answered the same, except the youngest, and she said, “No.” The father wanted to know why she had not done so, and what do you think her answer was? She said, “Dod, did dat.” This little child could not speak plain, and for “God,” she said “Dod,” but she had been taught that precious truth, by someone,

“ALL WE LIKE SHEEP HAVE GONE ASTRAY; WE HAVE TURNED EVERYONE TO HIS OWN WAY; AND THE LORD HATH LAID ON HIM THE INIQUITY OF US ALL.” Isa. 53:6.

Can you say, dear reader, that God laid your sins on Jesus? If you have believed that you have gone astray, and have turned to your own way, which is sin, then it is for you to believe that God gave His Son to stand in your place to bear your judgment, because He laid your iniquities upon Him on that cross, and then forsook Him, for He was more holy than to behold iniquity; and in your place under the load of your sins, He said, “My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?” Then He answered His own question, “Thou art holy, O Thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.” (Ps. 22:1, 3.)

“O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!

Our load was laid on Thee;

Thou stoodest in the sinner’s stead—

To bear all ill for me.

A victim led, Thy blood was shed;

Now there’s no load for me.”

Messages of God’s Love 4/25/1915

Stories About Martin Luther

CHAPTER I.

SOME of you boys who read the “Messages of Love” are very much in earnest. Everything you do, in games or work or play, you do with all your might. This story is written for you, because it is about a boy who was just as much in earnest as a boy could be. His name was Martin Luther, and he lived four hundred years ago in a little town in the forests of Germany. He worked hard at school and he played in the forest. Everyone loved him because he was so merry and kind hearted. Not that he was always a good boy—one day he got whipped fifteen times in school. He did not think he was a good boy, either. It frightened him when he thought that God could see how naughty he was. After he was grown up, he told somebody that when he was a little boy, he used to shake with fear, and turn quite pale whenever he heard the name of Christ. He did not know that the Lord Jesus Christ loved him, and had come into the world to seek and to save that which was lost. But in those days there were very few Bibles or books of any kind, because the art of printing was not discovered till Martin became a man, so very few people knew what was written in God’s word about His Son.

When Martin was fourteen, he was ready to go to the High School, and he wanted very much to go. There was no High School in Mansfeld, the town where he lived, so he and a boyfriend of his tramped across the hills to a city called Magdeburg, where there was a good school. Their fathers were too poor to give them much money, and they had so much studying to do, they had no time to work, so when their money was used up they were obliged to beg. It was pretty hard, wasn’t it, after studying all day to have to go out and beg for their supper? Sometimes a lot of the students would form a band, and go about the streets singing in front of the houses. Then kind people would give them money or food. But I am afraid they often had to go to bed hungry. If Martin had not been so desperately anxious to finish his course at school, he would have gone home and become a miner, like his father.

However, one day after he had been refused at three houses, and was standing sadly before the fourth, afraid to knock, the door suddenly opened and a very kind lady appeared, called Ursula Cotta. She brought him in, and gave him a good meal. As she talked to him she liked him so much that she decided to invite him to live with her. How glad Martin was! He stayed with her till he was eighteen, and had finished school.

He was ready for the university now, and was just as anxious to go there, as he had been to go to school. His father meanwhile had been working hard, and was much better off. So it was decided that he should go to the University of Erfurt and become a lawyer.

He had a very good time there. His father sent him enough money to live comfortably, and he had lots of friends, because he was such a cheerful, obliging boy. He was very clever, too, and always came out very well in his examinations.

But with all his study there was one thing which he knew no more of than when he was a little boy and trembled at the name of Christ. No one had told him of the love and grace of God, and he had never seen a Bible in his life. But he earnestly desired to serve God. As he always did everything with all his might, so from this time on he did his very utmost to make himself good enough to please God. He prayed a great deal and went to church every day. But the more he tried, the more unsatisfied he felt with himself. (You know there is a verse which says, “They that are in the flesh cannot please God.”) Do you remember the Lord’s words? “Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled.” Do some of you feel that it is of no use trying to be good? Pray that God may show you His righteousness which is by faith of Jesus Christ, unto all, and upon all those that believe.

(To be continued.)

Messages of God’s Love 4/25/1915

The Power of the Word of God

ONE Sunday evening a young man was walking along the streets to some scene of pleasure, when he was accosted by a person who stopped him and thrust a small piece of paper into his hand. The young man took it and read by the light of the nearest lamp the words, “Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.” A sneer passed over his handsome face as he read, and throwing the paper from him, he hastened on.

“ ‘Though your sins be as scarlet they shall be as white as snow,’ doesn’t apply to me at any rate; for I am an infidel and do not believe anything of the kind,” thought he. “ ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ O, I can’t get rid of it. ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ Sins?— conscience? Yes; but I acknowledge neither a future nor a God, and therefore am not responsible. What do I care about having my sins made white, seeing that 1 owe no duties beyond those necessary to natural human existence. ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ I am an infidel (stamping his foot). I don’t believe in the Bible, the God of the Bible, the future, nor anything beyond the still, dark grave. So here’s for a short life and a merry one. ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ `Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ I wish I could get it out of my head. ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’

“It is very forcible, very poetical. Certainly that Bible is a wonderful work. Given, for the sake of argument, that it is true, and that a God exists, I can easily understand religious people who believe in a future, either of joy or suffering, clinging to such sentences with a tenacity proportioned to their belief. ‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.’ Admirable writing! Terse, forcible language! I wonder who wrote it? God, I suppose. God? Why, there is no God.

“I forgot myself. If I could only remember my principles, and how logical and well founded the arguments are which support them, I should be all right. . . . ‘Though your sins be as scarlet they shall be as white as snow.’ Will nothing put a stop to this? There is a church; I may as well turn in and see what they have to say.”

He entered and was shown quietly into a pew by the door. A solemn silence reigned. The preacher had just read the text, and paused a moment before repeating it. Then in a gentle voice he pronounced the words, “Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”

The speaker always waited for a short time after the preaching for the reception of those whom the message of the Lord had touched. That evening there was one who rejoiced that though his sins had been as scarlet, they were now as white as snow.

“For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.” (Heb. 4:12.)

Messages of God’s Love 4/25/1915

A Contrite Heart

DEAR boys, no doubt you are all familiar with the text, “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou will not despise”; but have you ever thought how often the Lord has to smite us, just to bring us to Himself, with a contrite and broken heart? Well, some years ago, on a cold, dreary Sunday in March, a loving mother was earnestly speaking to her boy of God’s love, and of the necessity of his coming to a decision to receive Jesus as his Saviour, so that he might have Him as his Friend through life, on the difficulties of which he was just starting. The boy, like many others, thought he would have to give up his pleasures, and, not being prepared for this, reasoned that religion was all very good for old people, but that young folks must enjoy their youth. So to evade his mother’s further entreaties he rose abruptly and left the room.

That dear mother was never again to speak to her boy of her Saviour, but God spoke to him with a loud voice. Just three days after, when going into his mother’s bedroom, this boy found his mother lying cold in death; she had been suddenly called to the home above. Ah! then he resolved to become religious; he resolved—yes, and tried, in all earnestness—to lead a good life. But it was uphill work: for a few days he would be getting on so well, and then some temptation would come, and down he would fall again.

This state of things continued for nearly a year, and he was just about to give up in despair, when one day he heard a minister speak on the words, “I am the Way.” After explaining how that Jesus was the only way to the Father, he turned in the direction of the boy, and, as if specially addressing him,

said, “Young man, have you been trying to get to heaven your own way? O! give it up, and take God’s way—simply trust in the merits and death of Jesus.” Sitting there, at that moment, the boy yielded himself at once to Him who had died to redeem him, and today he wishes to tell you, dear boys, that it is the best thing he ever did in his life, and to entreat you to come and share his joy in the same precious Saviour.

“He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life: and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him.” ( John 3:36.)

Messages of God’s Love 4/25/1915

Only a Little Child

Only a little child!

Yet, Lord, Thou callest me;

Therefore, confidingly,

I come to Thee!

Only a little child!

And though I sinful be,

Thou, Lord, forgivest me!

I come to Thee!

Only a little child!

Looking up, loving Thee,

Because Thou lovest me,

I come to Thee!

Only a little child!

Brightly and cheerfully, S

wiftly, obediently,

I come to Thee!

Only a little child!

Thou wilt my Father be,

Till in eternity

I dwell with Thee.

Messages of God’s Love 4/25/1915

Bible Questions for April

Answers to Bible Questions for March

“In flaming fire taking vengeance,” etc. 2 Thess. 1:8

“And ye are complete in Him,” etc. Col. 2:10

“Not purloining, but showing all,” etc. Titus 2:10

“And He is the Head of the body,” etc. Col. 1:18

“Nevertheless the foundation of,” etc. 2 Tim. 2:19

“And without controversy,” etc. 1 Tim. 3: 16

“Then we which are alive,” etc. 1 Thess. 4:17

Bible Questions for April

The Answers are to be found in First and Second Peter, First, Second and Third John, and Jude.

Write the verse containing the words: “War against the soul.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The world knoweth us not.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Walk in truth.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Without blemish.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Looking for the mercy.”

Write the verse containing the words: “A thief in the night.’,

Write the verse containing the words: “Receive him not into your house.”

Messages of God’s Love 5/2/1915

The Humble Home

HAPPINESS is not in being able to have everything of the very best around us, indeed, such homes are very often full of contention and sometimes it means a hard struggle to keep it up.

Contentment brings happiness, but there is something still better and that is godliness along with contentment.

In our picture this, week we have before us a very humble home, but the mother and children are happy. The darling baby we know does not care how things are around him just so he has his mother.

How good it is for us to be content with such things as we have, and not fret because we do not have things as good as someone else. If we stop to look around, we very likely can find lots of poor people who may not have as many comforts as we, and we might be able to help them along. Then, too, we should seek to be careful that we do not arrange things in our homes and cloths that it would make others envious of us.

The Lord Jesus thought of our needs, and He laid aside His glory and came down into this world not seeking His own things. He went down even to death and that the death of the cross to bear our sins and the judgment we deserved for them. In this He revealed the heart of God to us, and if we have accepted Hith as the One who has borne our sins and our judgment and thus gave His life for us, we will seek to be like Him and walk in His ways. We will then prove the value of that word,

“GODLINESS WITH CONTENTMENT IS GREAT GAIN.” 1 Tim. 8:6.

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Stories About Martin Luther

CHAPTER II.

We heard last week about Martin Luther, the boy who was always in earnest. Some of you love reading very much, and so did he. There were very few books in those days, because the art of printing was not invented till Martin was a man, and all the books had to be written out by hand. Martin used to spend all his spare time in the library. One day he was opening the books one after another, to see what each was about, when he came on one which interested him very much. He had heard of it before, but he had never seen it. It was a Bible. He had heard parts of it read in church, but was astonished to find that it contained much more than the priests read aloud. Here were numbers of chapters and books, of which he had had no idea. He eagerly sat down at once to read, and the first story which he came on, was that of the child Samuel in the temple. It seemed to him most wonderful and beautiful. As he went home he thought “O if God would but give me such a book for my own!”

I wonder whether we value our Bibles as much as Martin Luther would have done, or if there are books or chapters in them still unknown to us?

The day at last arrived when Martin Luther had finished all his examinations and become Master of Arts. He did so brilliantly, that on the evening after his graduation, his fellow-students had a torch-light procession in his honor. He thought he had never enjoyed himself so much in his life.

After the holidays he went back to the University to study law, but one thing after another happened, which made him decide to give up the profession of a lawyer.

First he became very dangerously ill, and as he lay there thinking of death, he knew that he was not fit to meet God, and that if he died then, he would most certainly go to hell.

He recovered from his illness, but soon afterwards one of his best friends was suddenly murdered. This was a great shock to him and made him feel how soon he might be called on to die, too.

Finally, he and a friend were riding together when a great thunderstorm came up. Lightning flashed, and thunder rolled, and at last a thunderbolt seemed to fall almost at his side. In terror he threw himself from his horse, and cried, “Help, blessed St. Anne! and I will become a monk!”

Have you ever seen monks walking along the streets, dressed in long black or brown robes, with no hats, ropes around their waists, and sandals on their feet? They live all together in large monasteries, and are supposed to be very poor, and to spend all their time in prayer and devotion.

Martin thought that if he became a monk, he would be all right. He thought that God loved the monks because they were good, and that all monks would be sure to go to heaven.

Did you ever think to yourself, “I must be a good boy, or else I won’t go to heaven”? Yes, no one can go to heaven without perfect righteousness. The least little speck of foolishness or sin would show black and horrible in the presence of God. And try hard as we might, we never could make ourselves quite perfectly good. But if we believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, God gives us His righteousness. Jesus took our sin, and gave us His righteousness. He died for our sins and took them quite away. Now God offers His righteousness to all, and it is upon all them that believe in Jesus.

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Bible History

CHAPTER 140 2. SAMUEL 11.

DAVID’S SIN

So far, we have seen David as a man of faith and as a worshiper before God. In many ways he was a wonderful type of the Lord Jesus. When he killed Goliath, he was to us the picture of Jesus fighting for us and winning the victory over Satan; as a wanderer in the mountains of Judah. Again he was like our blessed Saviour who, while on this earth, had not where to lay his head, who even now is rejected and despised by His own creatures. Later, when as a king, David went forth to fight against Israel’s enemies, he speaks to us of the time when Jesus, as Lord of lords and King of kings, shall come back to the earth and put down all enemies of His earthly people. In David’s kindness to Mephibosheth, too, we are reminded of God’s kindness to poor sinners, and in many other incidents of his life we can see God’s heart and purposes told out. But there came a sad moment into David’s life, when he was not at all like His blessed Lord, when he allowed the darkest sin to blot his whole life, and to dishonor God.

It happened at a time when he should have been at the battle front fighting against Israel’s enemies, but instead was resting in his own house. David did not seek help from God to help him resist sin, and therefore disobeyed still further. He wished Uriah dead; he could not put him to death, but he sent for him and pretended to be friendly, and inquired about the battle and told him to go home and sent him a mess of meat. But Uriah did not go and when David asked him the next day, why he had not done so, he answered, “The ark, and Israel and Judah dwell in tents and my Lord Joab and his servants camp in the fields; should I then go to my own house to eat and drink?” What a rebuke to David who should have been the first one in the fight, instead of staying at home to sleep and drink and eat! But David’s conscience was not reached, for he was determined to have his own Way, and to get rid of Uriah.

He gave him a letter to Joab, the captain of the army, in which he said to place Uriah in the fiercest part of the battle that he might be killed. Joab obeyed his king’s order and Uriah fell that day. All this David did secretly and thought that no one would be the wiser for it; but he forgot the all-seeing eye of God, from whom it could not be hidden.

David had his wish, but he had not God’s blessing; and although he knew how wrongly he had acted, yet he did not feel and confess his sin then. We know that “he that covereth his sins shall not prosper, but who-so confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.” (Prov. 28:13.) When we realize that “All things are naked and opened unto the eyes of Him with whom we have to do,” then the fear of God which is “a fountain of life” will enable us to depart from evil, and save us from many, many sorrows. “Be not deceived, God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth. that shall he also reap.” And if the Lord prayed, “Preserve me, O God, for in Thee do I put my trust,” how much more should we who are sinners do so!

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It Stings

HOW pretty!” cried little Sam, as his little fat hand grasped a bunch of white lilac which ‘ grew near the gate of his father’s mansion. The next moment the child’s face grew red with terror, and he dashed the lilac to the ground, shrieking, “It stings, it stings!”

What made it sting? It was a bright, beautiful, sweet-swelling flower. How could it hurt the child’s hand? I will tell you.

A fine little bee, in search of a dinner, had just pushed his nose in among the lilac-blossoms, and was sucking the nectar from it most heartily, when Sammy’s fat hand disturbed him. So being vexed with the child, he stung him. That’s how Sammy’s hand came to be stung.

Sammy’s mother washed the wound with hartshorn, and when the pain was gone, she said: “Sammy, my dear, let this teach you that many pretty things have very sharp stings.”

Let every child make note of this: Many pretty things have very sharp stings. It may save them from being stung if they keep this truth in mind.

Sin often makes itself appear very pretty. A boy once went to a circus because the horses were pretty and their riders gay; but he learned to swear there; and thus that pretty thing, the circus, stung him.

Another boy once thought wine a pretty thing. He drank it, and learned to be a drunkard. Thus wine stung him.

A girl once took a luscious pear from a basket, and ate it.

“Have you eaten one?” asked her mother, pleasantly.

Fearing she would not get another if she said “Yes,” she replied “No,” got another pear, and then felt so stung that she could not sleep.

Thus you see that sin, however pretty it looks, stings. It stings sharply too. It stings fatally. The Bible says, “The sting of death is sin.”

If you let sin sting you, nothing can heal the wound but the blood of Jesus. If you feel the smart of the sting, go to Jesus with it, and He will cure it. After that, never forget that many pretty things have very sharp stings; and be careful not to touch, taste, or handle such things.

“The wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” (Rom. 6:23.)

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The Imitator

YOU see papa is an artist and his little son likes to imitate him. He has climbed up on his father’s high stool and has taken his palate and brush and is pretending that he is painting.

How good all this seems to us in childhood, and now that some of us are older we can look back and think of these times when we loved to do the things that papa or mamma did. The reason we did so, was because they loved us and we loved them.

There is a lesson we may learn from this, for there is One who loves us much more than even papa or mamma can, and He is God. The way He has shown that great love to us was by giving His only Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, to die for us on Calvary’s cross, so that His holy and righteous claims which stood against us could all be met, and He could righteously let us go free. Is that not wonderful love? Surely we must say it is! Then if we do believe that God has so loved us, and that we are now His children, let us seek to imitate Him, and show love to others, as the Scripture says, “Be ye therefore followers (or imitators) of God as dear children; and walk in love as Christ also bath loved us, and given Himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet smelling savor.” (Eph. 5:1, 2.)

But there is no use to try to imitate God if we have not come to Him as a poor, needy sinner through the Lord Jesus Christ. If we have first taken our place as lost sinners, then we can truly thank Him for His wondrous love in the gift of His Son, and then it will be our delight to imitate Him.

“THIS IS MY COMMANDMENT, THAT YE LOVE ONE ANOTHER, AS I HAVE LOVED YOU.” John 15:12.

Messages of God’s Love 5/9/1915

Stories About Martin Luther

CHAPTER III.

Martin Luther thought he would be perfectly happy when he went into the monastery. He had given up all his hopes to do what he believed to be the will of God. He set himself to carry out all the rules of the monastery, to fast and pray and attend church. The older monks used to make him work very hard, and when he had any time over, they would send him out with a bag on his back to beg food for the monastery at people’s doors. Poor Martin did all that they told him, and fasted till he was worn to a shadow, hoping thereby to make himself fit for God. But he felt no happier than before. In fact at times he was so utterly miserable that he almost felt he would die.

The other monks were quite satisfied with themselves, and could not understand why he was so unhappy.

At last, however, the Superior of the Order of Franciscans came to visit Luther’s monastery. He was one of the few men in those days who knew that his sins were forgiven through faith in the blood of Christ.

He soon noticed the young man, so earnest and so unhappy and made friends with him. Luther confided to him all his troubles, how the more he tried to improve, the worse he seemed to become. He confessed that he did not love God, and could not even truly repent. Staupitz told him not to look at his own bad heart, but at the Lord Jesus Christ who had died for him. As to repentance Staupitz said that God did not wait to love and receive us till we had repented, but because God did already love and receive us we were led to repent.

These words were an inexpressible comfort to Luther, but still he was not assured of his salvation. One day he and Staupitz were together, when he exclaimed in despair, “O my sins! my sins!”

“And would you have painted sins, and a painted Saviour?” said Staupitz. “You must have real sins and a real Saviour.”

When he went away Staupitz gave Luther a Bible of his own and told him to read it. And as he read it earnestly, day by day, he began to understand something of the grace of God which gives us salvation without any works or efforts of our own.

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Are You Afraid at Night

SOME little children are frightened if they wake up in the night and it is dark. There is nothing to fear, for Jesus can take care of us just as well in the dark as in the light. I do not always open my eyes when I wake up, as I think we go to sleep again more quickly if we keep them shut. But the other night I did open them, and my room was so dark. Then I remembered that the Lord Jesus was awake, too, because He never slumbers or sleeps. This thought made me feel happy, for I knew I was not alone. Jesus was with me, and His company is so sweet!

The next time my little reader wakes up in the dark, perhaps you will remember that Jesus is also awake. You cannot see Him, because He is in heaven and you are in your little bed; but He sees you, and is watching over you because He loves you.

With all my thoughts composed to peace, I’ll give mine eyes to sleep;

God’s hand in safety guards my (lays,

And will my slumbers keep.

“Behold, He that keepcth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper.” (Psa. 121:4, 5.)

“Yea, the darkness hideth not from Thee! but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to Thee.” (Psa. 139:12.)

“I will both lay me down in peace and sleep: for Thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.” (Psa. 4:8.)

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The Meeting-Place

GOOD-BYE; we shall meet again,” said a lady to her friend, as she took her seat opposite to me in the train.

I thought of the uncertainty of life, and of the Lord’s coming, and presently said, “Your parting words to your friend set me thinking.”

“Did they?” she answered. “Why?”

“I was wondering if you were both saved; then, if the Lord were to come, you would meet Him in the air, and so be forever with Him. But, suppose your friend only were saved, and the Lord were to come, you would never meet her again, for she would go to be forever with the Lord, and you would be left behind for judgment. But if you are both unsaved, and the Lord should come now, you would meet at the great white throne, and be banished forever to the lake of fire.” (Rev. 20:14, 15.)

“O, I hope not,” she answered quickly, “I should not like to meet there.”

I repeated those blessed words of the Lord: “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” “He that believeth on Him is not condemned, but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he bath not believed in the Name of the only begotten Son of God” (John 3:16, 18); and said to her, “If you believe that, we shall meet again.”

Now, my dear young friends, where will be your meeting-place? Will it be with those in glory who have been washed in the precious blood of Christ, or with those who neglect or despise the great salvation, whose portion must be the lake of fire forever?

Dear young reader, now, while Jesus is calling, own your lost condition, listen to His voice, and put your trust in Him, and you will receive forgiveness of sins, be made fit for heaven, and be able to live to His praise.

“Money or price ye need not to bring,—

Christ giveth rest, giveth rest,

Why to your rags and your poverty cling?

Come and be blest, and be blest.

“Away with all fear, away with all doubt,

Hear His own words, which none can refute,

“Whoe’er comes to Me, I’ll in no wise cast out,

I’ll give him rest, give him rest.”

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The Ruined Nest

Mischievousness and thoughtlessness are two common characteristics of childhood, and we have before us an instance of it in our picture of the ruined nest.

Here some boys have been throwing up stones at the dear little birds, and some of them have fallen into the nest and broken the eggs and broken down one side of the nest. Little did they think of what it would mean to these birds to have their eggs broken, and their nice little home that they had taken so much pains to build, ruined in a moment of time. The thoughtlessness of the boys brought about a great deal of trouble, and their idle hands gave an opportunity to show out the mischief in their hearts.

May each reader seek to take a lesson from this in two ways: first, that there is evil in the heart; second, that idle hands give the opportunity to show what it contains, and therefore sorrow and suffering are the result.

I think we all may see what a hateful thing sin is, whether in breaking up birds’ nests, or in other wrong ways. And if hateful to us, what must sin be in the sight of a holy God! Well may we praise and thank God that He has, in love, provided a Saviour for us, so that we can approach Him through Christ and His finished work, knowing that all our sins are atoned for by Him. Then the desire is to please Him in all our ways, and to tell others of Jesus, the only One through whom we can come to God.

“TEACH ME THY WAY, O LORD, AND LEAD ME IN A PLAIN PATH.” Ps. 27:11.

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Stories About Martin Luther

CHAPTER IV.

We heard last week how Martin Luther was given a Bible for his own, and how he began to receive comfort from reading it. But all the fasting, and trouble he had gone through were telling upon him. He became very ill indeed, and as he lay there thinking he was going to die, the thought of his sins distressed his mind. He was not sure that they were forgiven. Then an old monk came into his cell and said, “Brother Martin, why do you grieve so over your sins? We are told to believe in the forgiveness of sins.”,

“Yes,” said Luther, and so I do.”

“But,” added the old monk, “it is not the forgiveness of Peter’s sins, or of Paul’s sins, that we must believe but of our own.”

“I do, I do!” exclaimed Luther, and from that moment joy and peace filled his heart.

But though Martin Luther now knew that his sins were forgiven, there was much more, which little by little, God was going to reveal to him.

He used to read the Bible which Staupitz had given him, and he came to find all his comfort and joy and strength in it. When he found a verse he could not understand, he would pray that the meaning might be made clear to him. He used to often read the Epistle to the Romans, and would pause long at Chapter 1, verse 17, “The just shall live by faith.” He could not understand it, because, you see, he had not yet quite lost his old idea that “the just” are those people who do a great many good works.

You shall hear how the meaning was made clear. About this time the monastery Luther was in wanted some business done for them in Rome, and as Luther was a clever young man they chose him and another monk to do their business. The two monks set off on foot that long journey, through Germany, across the Alps, and through Italy to Rome.

Rome was the city where the Pope lived, and it was full of churches and other places which were considered holy. Among them was a staircase, called Pilate’s Staircase, which was said to have been brought from Jerusalem. The pope promised that anyone who crawled up it on his knees should be freed for a long time in Purgatory. When Luther saw this staircase, and the notice about the pope’s pardon, he immediately began to crawl painfully up on his knees, as the others were all doing. But just as he was half way up, he heard a voice in his ear saying, “The just shall live by faith.” “O,” thought he, “here I am trying to win salvation by climbing this staircase, when God says it is by faith.” To the astonishment of all the people, he stood up, and came quickly down the staircase.

Martin Luther told this story to his little boy long afterwards, and added that for years, the verse was seldom out of his mind. He saw now, that not only are we saved by faith, but that after we are saved we must go on living by faith.

“Looking off unto Jesus, who is the author and finisher of our faith.”

We do not try to get our sins forgiven by climbing staircases, but we sometimes try to get to heaven by making ourselves a little better every day. We say, “Tomorrow will turn over a new leaf.” And the day after tomorrow we hope to be better still. But all our efforts are really of no more use than climbing Pilate’s staircase.

“By grace are ye saved, through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: not of works, lest any man should boast.” (Eph. 2:8, 9.)

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Bible History

CHAPTER 141. 2 Samuel 12.

NATHAN’S PARABLE

THE Lord had used long suffering toward David, no doubt, to give him the opportunity to confess voluntarily his sin before God. But Satan had hardened his heart so that the king went on as if he had not displeased God most deeply.

God loved David, and showed it in gentleness and patience, although he could not pass over his sin. One day God sent the prophet Nathan to David, to tell him that in a certain city there were two men, one was rich and the other poor. While the rich man had cattle and herds in abundance, the poor man owned but one little ewe lamb. It grew up with the children, was petted and loved by them. It slept with them at night, and was fed out of their hands and drank out of their cup. This little lamb was to the poor man like one of his children. One day, a traveler came to the rich man’s house and he, in order to spare his own cattle, went and took the poor man’s pet lamb, to cook it for the traveler’s dinner.

When David heard this, he became very angry, and said that man should surely die, because he had had no pity, and he should restore the lamb fourfold to the poor man.

Then Nathan, looking at David, said, “Thou art the man!” God gave David riches and possessions; many, many things, and would have given him still more. But he despised the commandment of the Lord to do evil in His sight. He killed Uriah with the sword, and took Uriah’s wife to be his wife. And now, God must punish him, therefore the sword should never depart from his house. David had sinned in secret; but God saw the sin, and would punish him openly before Israel.

Then David felt his wickedness; he realized how solemn it was to displease God. He did not try to deny, nor to excuse his sin, but he confessed it humbly at once. “I have sinned against the Lord!” Nathan replied, “The Lord has put away thy sin, thou shalt not die. But because, by this deed thou has given great occasion to the enemies of the Lord to blaspheme, the child of Bathsheba shall die.”

David must have been greatly comforted to find that God’s love was unchanged toward him. The fifty-first Psalm, which he wrote at that time, is a touching and deep confession of his sin against a holy God. In it he prays for forgiveness and cleansing. “Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” And God did not turn away from David. He was pleased to see David feel and confess his guilt, and He taught him that He could save and cleanse the sinner. We, too, know, in a far more perfect way, how a just and holy God can pardon a sinner. We know it is through the precious blood of Christ, and that

“Sinners washed in that blest flood, Lose all their guilty stains.”

David could not know this as we do, yet after his confession and prayer, he was able to praise God, the God of his salvation, and to worship Him.

But, although God forgave David, yet He must make him feel his sin. In His grace He did not strike David dead, but He smote his child and it was very sick. David felt sad when he saw his poor child suffering, and remembered that his sin made it suffer. He humbled himself before God and fasted and prayed all night, laying upon the ground. His household tried to get him up and take food, but he would not. The poor babe grew worse and on the!seventh day he died. They were afraid to tell David, for they thought, If he is so sad when the child is ill, what will it be now he is dead? But David noticed their whisperings and knew the child was dead. Then he arose and washed away his tears and went to the house of God and worshiped; afterwards he went home and ate his meal. He was comforted now; he knew God had done quite right, and the child who had gone was in a better world, where there is no pain, nor sorrow, and where he would see it again when he died. “I’shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.” Then he went and comforted Bathsheba, and soon God in His mercy gave them another child who is called Solomon, and God loved and blessed him.. He sent word to Nathan about it and the child’s name was Jedidiah, which meant “Beloved of the Lord.”

Then David joined his army and conquered the Ammonites and took their royal city. He took the king’s crown from off his head; it weighed one talent of gold and had precious stones. It was set on David’s head. David and his people took all the cities of the Ammonites. Then he and his people returned to Jerusalem.

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The Microscope

Or, How God Looks at Sin

A CHRISTIAN lady who was visiting a seaside place, asked some little children to come to her every Lord’s-day afternoon to hear about the Lord Jesus.

One afternoon she wanted to tell them what God thought about sin, so she took a microscope, and gave them some very small print to look at through it.

They all exclaimed: “How large the letters seem, and when we look at them without the microscope they are so very small.”

So then the lady told them, “That is the way God looks at sin.”

You see, God measures sin properly, while you and I think it looks very small, We need to look at it through God’s eyes, like the little children did at the small print, through the miscroscope, to see how big it really is, though it looks so small to us.

Now, dear children, perhaps you think it is a very little thing to tell a story, or get out of temper, or be disobedient to your parents; but God does not think it a little thing. God thinks it so big that nothing but the blood of Jesus, His own dear Son, could wash it away; and God loved the world so much, which includes the dear little children, that “He gave His only begotten Son,” to die on the cross, so that His precious blood might wash away all their sins, and “that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

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Annie and Her Garden

DID you ever have a garden? Maybe your garden had onions, radishes and vegetables in it. Little Annie, in our picture, has flowers and plants, you see. As the warm days come, how fast everything in the garden grows; not only the nice things, but the weeds just will grow, too. Your garden won’t look pretty long, if you don’t care for it; you must hoe it, pull out the weeds and water it. Then how necessary the sunshine is. We must depend on God for this, and to make things grow.

The constant care that is needed for a garden, makes us think of the constant care that God gives His people. The many, many people in the world are like the many plants in a garden. God works particularly in the lives of those who put their trust in. Him. Just as the garden needs much hoeing, weeding and working, so Christians need stirring up, and God’s Spirit working in their hearts to make them think more about Him.

In what way does God water His dear plants? It is by blessing them in different ways: He is so willing to bless any dear one who speaks a word to a lost soul out of love to Him. The Lord refreshes His dear ones, too, by the lovely verses in His Word. How sweet it is to open our Bibles and find just a verse froth Himself to us—just as though He were speaking to us with His own lips.

Listen to Jesus, dear child, and believe every word you read from His precious book, the Bible. “How sweet are Thy Words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth.” (Psalm 119:103.)

“BLESSED IS THE MAN THAT FEARETH THE LORD, THAT DELIGHTETH GREATLY IN HIS COMMANDMENT.” Psalm 112:1.

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Bible History

CHAPTER 142. 2 Samuel 13-14

ABSALOM

IT was not long after David had caused Uriah to be murdered, that God’s word, by Nathan the prophet, concerning him, that the sword should not depart from his house, was fulfilled. Although God had forgiven David his sin, yet He must make him feel the consequences of it, both that the king might learn (and we through this warning) how hateful sin is in God’s presence, and also, that he might be trained, through sorrow, in God’s ways of love and faithfulness.

David had many sons; and some of them were very wicked. One was named Absalom and another Amnon. These two brothers did not live in love and peace together. Absalom hated Amnon and would not speak to him. Hatred was in the heart of Absalom for a long time, and it grew stronger and stronger, until at last he determined to kill his brother Amnon, for he could not rest while he lived.

Hatred often ends in murder. God’s word says, “He that hateth his brother is a murderer.” So, if anger rises in our hearts, we ought to ask God to take it away and fill our hearts with love instead.

Absalom thought he could kill his brother slyly and without his father’s knowledge. So he made a great feast and invited all his brothers, and commanded his servants to kill Amnon when he came. Amnon came to the feast. When they were all merry, the servants rushed in and smote Amnon so that he died. All his brothers were frightened and fled. Absalom fled, too, for he was afraid that David might punish him for the murder.

The king soon heard the sad story, and he arose and rent his clothes, and lay on the ground and wept, and his sons and servants with him. For three years, Absalom stayed in Geshur, whither he had escaped, for the king of that city was his mother’s father. David did not see him all that time, and mourned both the dead and the fugitive son. At last, Joab came to the king and begged that Absalom might come home. David wanted to forgive his wicked son, for he still loved hirn, so he told Joab to send to Geshur for Absalom. But when he came, David would not see his son, so Absalom stayed in his own house in Jerusalem. Was David right in allowing Absalom to come back? No, for it was against God’s word. Absalom was a wicked murderer, and the law of Moses commanded that murderers be put to death. David weakly spared his son’s life rather than obey God’s command, and he soon suffered greatly on account of it.

Two years passed after Absalom’s return, and yet David had not seen him. Then Absalom began to be impatient and angry. He was not sorry for his sin, but he did not like to be punished. He sent for Joab, but Joab did not come, and he sent still a second, but without any result. At last Absalom found a way to bring him. Near the house of Absalom there was a field of barley belonging to Joab. This, Absalom commanded his servants to set on fire. When Joab saw his field burning, he went to Absalom, and asked, “Why have thy servants set my field on fire?” Absalom answered, “Because I sent for thee and thou didst not come. Go, now, to the king and ask why I am come from Geshur. I might, as well have remained there, but let me see the king’s face.”

There was neither sorrow nor humility in this message to his father, yet David loved his son so much that he sent for him. Absalom came, bowing to the ground, and the king kissed him. He pretended to be sorry, but he was not truly so. His heart was full of pride and rebellion still.

Absalom was beautiful to look upon; at that time, the most beautiful of all the men in Israel. There was not a defect upon him, from his head to his feet. His hair was so abundant that when he had it cut off, once a year, because of its burden, it weighed nearly seven pounds.

Of course, every one admired Absalom’s beauty, and he was most amiable with the people. He had chariots and horses, and fifty men to run before him. And when he saw the people going to the king for judgment, he called to them, and spoke kindly to them, and inquired from whence they came and what they wanted, then he would say, “O that I were judge in the land, that every one that has a suit might come to me, and I would do him justice!” And when the people put out their hand to greet him, he would take it and kiss it.

In this wily way, Absalom soon stole from his father, David, the hearts of the Israelites and many promised to obey and love him as their king. David knew nothing of all this and when his son came to him and asked permission to go to Hebron to fulfill a vow unto the Lord to serve Him if he ever was brought back to Jerusalem. David believed him, and. no doubt, pleased that his wicked son should have turned to the Lord, and said “Go in peace.”

But Absalom did not go to Hebron to offer sacrifices nor to worship. He went there to make himself king. With him were two hundred men, who had been invited to accompany him, although they knew nothing of the treason. He sent messengers throughout all the tribes of Israel, saying, “When you hear the sound of the trumpet, shout and say, Absalom reigns in Hebron.” Very many people were in the conspiracy, and it grew rapidly. Ahithophel, David’s able counsellor, also turned to Absalom when sent for by him; but in his great need a few were still faithful to David. What could the king do? He knew this trial had been allowed of God because of his sin. He felt humbled about it before God, and although cast down and sorrowful, he was comforted in the Lord. But he had to flee from Jerusalem with his servants, and those who loved him followed him. How sad it must have been to see him with his few faithful ones, climb up to Mount Olivet weeping as he went and realizing, as he surely did, that his own sin had brought him there.

How true it is that “No chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth to peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.” Heb. 12:11.

Messages of God’s Love 5/23/1915

What If It Be True After All

SOME years ago, a young man was walking thoughtfully along a crowded thoroughfare. For some time he had been a skeptic in religious matters. In the society of young men of a similar class, he had been led first to doubt the truth of the Gospel, and then to reject it as “a cunningly devised fable.” But a change had recently come over his thoughts. Circumstances had altered with him for the worse; his prospects had become clouded; and the vaunted friendship of former companions had proved utterly hollow and worthless; fair-weather friends had forsaken him, while Christian friends evinced a deep sympathy in his trials, and a real anxiety both for his temporal and eternal welfare. By their advice he had accompanied them the previous evening to “the place where prayer was wont to be made.” He-did not believe that the prayers to which he listened could be heard and answered; but he was constrained to contrast the happiness of those around him with his own misery. It was on the following day that he was walking through the busy streets, thinking of what he had seen and heard the evening before, when in the midst of all the roar of traffic, something seemed to whisper in his ear, “What if it be true, after all?” It did not seem as if the thought had merely been suggested’ to his mind, but as if a spirit had whispered, with thrilling earnestness, “What if it be true, after all?” Staggered for a moment, the young man soon tried to re-assure himself. He mingled with the crowd, and endeavored to forget the question, but in vain. He tried to laugh himself out of the impression it had made, but in vain; the words were indelibly fixed upon his mind. Wherever he went, whatever he did, the inquiry still seemed ringing in his ears, “What if it be true, after all?” Soon he saw that, if true, eternal destruction awaited him. He was led to inquire, “What must I do to be saved?” And after a severe conflict, was enabled to “behold the Lamb of God who taketh away the sin of the world.” Surely this was the work of the Holy Spirit. It is recorded thus, by the subject as well as the writer of this brief sketch, that his brethren may be encouraged to pray for those who are still in the darkness; and never be weary in well doing. And should it meet the eye of a single skeptic, may the question be divinely applied to his conscience also, “What if it be true, after all?”

Messages of God’s Love 5/23/1915

Jesus Alone Can Save

Dear George, last Monday, when I saw you lie

So sick and ill, I feared you soon might die;

For deep disease had seized your little frame,

Disease for which no remedy they name.

You must soon change, and changing learn to know

An immortality of joy and woe!

You look around for help: you look and see

That every earthly means has failed with thee,

Look at thy mother—can thy mother save,

Or snatch thy body from an early grave?

She loves thee more than any here below,

And grieves to see thee laid by sickness low;

Yet is her love as nothing when compared

With Jesus’ love, who all thy sorrows shared;

Nay, more than shared; who in His body bore

The guilt of those who trust Him, evermore.

Can you not trust Him? Listen to His word,

Listen, remembering that He is the Lord,

Whose word shall stand when mountains cannot stay—

Shall stand when heaven and earth shall pass away.

“Look unto Me, and be ye saved,”

He said; “Trust in thy God,” and He shall lift thy head;

“Come unto Me,” when burdened and dismayed;

“Believe on Jesus,” and thou shalt be saved;

“Hear and your soul shall live,”

He says again; “Wait on the Lord,” and you shall strength obtain,

‘Tis not thy “look” that saves, ‘tis not thy trust;

‘Tis not thy “coming,” and yet come you must; ‘

Tis not “believing” which can save thy soul;

It is not “hearing” which can make thee whole,

It is the “Object” upon which you rest,

That brings contentment to your longing breast.

“Look unto Me”—Believe in Christ the Lord;

“Come unto Jcsus”—Hear His gracious word.

Do not you feel, when laid upon your bed,

None like mamma can soothe your aching head:

Do you not know, when fits of sickness rise,

Mamma is looked for with most anxious eyes?

You never think, while looking in distress

For her, your looking makes your sickness less,

Her kindness cheers you; her affection soothes,

‘Tis she, not looking, that the pain removes.

Remember, too, when sick in Buffalo,

How much you wished to her at once to go?

But well I know the thought ne’er crossed your mind,

My going to mamma will make her kind.

You knew she loved you, and would wipe your tears:

Mamma, not going, then assuaged your fears.

Though hating medicine, yet if she sees best,

You take e’en poison, ere you go to rest.

When doctors come, and talk about your case,

You listen to her words, you watch her face;

Mark the expression of her well-known eye,

And are content to bear, if she will try.

‘Tis not your trust that soothes your anxious breast;

Mamma you trust in, and in her find rest.

Transfer this trust to Jesus Christ, dear boy;

Come to thy Saviour and thou shalt find joy.

A mother may forget her darling babe:

A parent wish, but lack the power, to save;

But Jesus never can forget His own;

Eternal power dwells with Him alone.

Eternal love is found within His breast;

O fly to Jesus! He will give you rest.

Messages of God’s Love 5/23/1915

Reading to Grandmother

What a pretty sight this is before us—the little child reading to the aged one! See how interested both are; grandmother sits with her eves looking upward, and the little girl with her hands folded and with such a thoughtful expression on her face. What book can the child be reading? I believe it is grandmother’s Bible, for what other book is there that could so interest a tiny child, and yet be so suitable for the aged one!

Children specially enjoy reading the gospels, and hearing Jesus’ mighty works; of how He healed the sick and raised the dead. Then, too, they love the stories in the Old Testament about Noah, Enoch, Elijah, Daniel and other men through whom God’s power was shown. But these very stories mean even far more to older people who have lived to prove over and over again the love of Jesus, and have found out for themselves what a Saviour and Friend He is. Most aged Christians can tell us of many deep trials they have gone through, and how wonderfully Jesus has helped them, and given them courage through His blessed book, the Bible.

Yes, God’s Word is a Book for young and old. There’s a message in Matthew 19:14 to you, little one. “Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto Me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.” Then what greater comfort could there be than Isaiah 46:4 for the aged one, “And even to your old age I am He: and even to hoar hairs will I carry you.”

Don’t let one day slip by, without reading one verse at least from this precious Book.

“Meditate upon these things.” (1 Tim. 4:15.)

May you be able truthfully to say,

“MY MEDITATION OF HIM SHALL BE SWEET: I WILL BE GLAD IN THE LORD.” Psa. 104:34.

Messages of God’s Love 5/30/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 143. 2 Samuel 15-17.

DAVID’S FLIGHT FROM ABSALOM

THEN David fled from his son Absalom, those who were true to him followed him. Among them was a stranger, Ittai by name, whom David tried to persuade to go back, but Ittai would not do so, and said he would remain with the king for life or death, and he followed on with his whole family. As they passed through the country, the people wept aloud, and David and his faithful ones crossed the brook Kidron toward the wilderness.

The priests and the Levites with Zadok, the high priest, brought the ark with them, but David told them to take it back to the city. He hoped God would have mercy on him and bring him back there, too; but if not, and God could delight in him no more, he would accept God’s will. David submission and humility is nice to see; and though in great sorrow, he was not cast down, for he knew God’s heart, and sustained himself in Him. It was at that time that he wrote the third psalm, where he says he cried unto the Lord and the Lord heard him out of His holy hill. Such confidence he had that he could say, though fleeing from his enemy, “I laid me down and slept; I awakened, for the Lord sustained me.”

David told Zadok and Abiathar, the priests, to go back to Jerusalem, and he would wait in the wilderness till they sent for him. So the priests carried the ark back to Jerusalem, and David and his friends went on to Mount Olivet. As David went up the hill, barefoot and his head covered, in sign of sorrow, he wept, and all the people wept, too.

David heard that one of his counsellors, Ahithophel, had gone over to Absalom, and he prayed, “O Lord, I pray thee, turn the counsel of Ahithophel into foolishness,” and God heard and answered his prayer. While David was on his face before the Lord, worshiping Him, Hushai, his friend and counsellor, came to express his sympathy. David asked him to go back and try to defeat the counsel of Ahithophel, and send him word by the priests’ sons of what was going on.

When David had passed the top of the hill, he saw a man coming to meet him. It was Ziba, the servant of Mephibosheth; he had brought bread, fruit and wine to David, for the men to eat when they became hungry in the wilderness. David asked where Mephibosheth was. The poor lame son of Jonathan could not come himself to David, and his cruel servant accused him falsely to the king, and said he was staying at Jerusalem hoping the people would come to make him king. David felt angry at this; he did not know that it was untrue, so he gave Ziba all the possessions which he had before given to Mephibosheth.

Then David went on to Bohurim, where he had a new sorrow. A wicked man named Shimei came out and cursed him and threw stones at him, and said God was punishing him now for all his cruelty to Saul, and would take away the kingdom and give it to Absalom. God was, indeed, chastening David, not for cruelty to Saul, but for the murder of Uriah.

David’s nephew, Abishai, wanted to kill this wicked man. David would not let him, but, knowing this trial came from God, he humbly submitted, and he and his men went on quietly without attending to Shimei.

During this time Absalom had gone to Jerusalem to his father’s house. There he consulted with his friends as to what he should do. The faithless Ahithophel gave him very wicked advice. Hushia, too, was there, which surprised Absalom, who thought him devoted to his father. But Hushai, having explained that he would serve the one whom the Lord and the people had chosen for a king, Absalom was satisfied and let him remain.

Ahithophel advised Absalom to let him take twelve thousand men and pursue David immediately and to fall upon him while his men were worn out from their flight. In this way, King David alone would be slain, and all the people would return to him.

This seemed good to Absalom, but he decided to ask Hushai what he thought of it. Hushai told him Ahithophel’s advice was not good, because David would no doubt hide in some cave, and his men send word to him as soon as they saw the enemy. They should instead assemble the whole army of Israel, and Absalom lead them in person to fight David. This Hushai said in order to give David time to prepare himself, and God inclined Absalom and his people to follow this advice rather than Ahithophel’s. Hushai sent word secretly to David, by the two sons of Zadok to hurry on and cross the Jordan.

When Ahithophel saw that Absalom did not attend to his counsel, he went home and put his household in order, then hanged himself, for he knew Absalom would be defeated, and he ruined.

God did not allow David to be without comforts, but raised up friends who were glad to do all they could for him. Several came, among whom Barzillai, a Gileadite, with beds, basins, and all sorts of provisions for him and his servants, for they said, he and the people must be tired and hungry and thirsty in the wilderness. And David could see that although under the chastening hand of God, the heart that allowed it all was for him and watching with increasing care over him.

Messages of God’s Love 5/30/1915

Trottie and the Little Fishes

MERRILY ran little Trottie of scarcely three summers, by the side of her young friend through country fields and lanes, till she reached a pond over which she leaned in rather a dangerous way. “Come along, Trottie dear—don’t go so near the pond. Oh, you must come away,” said her companion, in some fear. “I only want to see if there are any of Jesus’ dear little fishes in the pond today. Don’t you know which they are? Those very little tiny fishes I mean. I asked mamma once if Jesus made them, and she said ‘Yes.’ So they are His, you know, and He feeds them and takes care of them all day long, and they are so pretty.”

“But you might tumble into the pond, dear; I am afraid you will, and then very likely will be drowned.”

“Oh no, I don’t think I shall,” the little one replied, very composedly; “or if I did, I ‘pect the kind Lord Jesus would let someone lift me out again, or even if He didn’t I should not mind so very much, ‘cause then I should only go up to live with Him forever, and that would be so nice, wouldn’t it? I often wish I could go.”

After watching with great delight the minnows sporting in the pond, still giving them the name of “Jesus’ dear little fishes,” the happy child ran on contentedly.

The love of Jesus seemed so to fill her baby heart that anything and everything that had to do with Him had an attraction for her. Dear little ones, can you say I love God because He first loved me, and then can you go on to love and admire all His works?

The beauties of creation—the pretty flowers—the waving trees—the birds in the woods—the fish in the ponds all speak to us of the Lord Jesus who made them. “All things were made by Him,” the word of God says. I often think of my little friend Trottie, and of her trust in the blessed Saviour. The Lord Jesus is near. He will take care of me.” “He made this—how beautiful it is!” And I think how often the Lord Jesus spoke with approval of the spirit of a little child.

Messages of God’s Love 5/30/1915

I Can't Help Loving Jesus

I loved to read of Jesus,

In childhood’s early years,

And always found Him ready

To soothe my childish fears.

I loved to read the Scriptures,

Because I found therein,

That Jesus came from heaven

To put away our sin.

I learned that God had sent Him

To save and not destroy;

To make us very happy,

And fill our hearts with joy.

To him who wants to know it,

The Scriptures clearly show

The work of our redemption

Was finished long ago.

The blessed work of Jesus,

For us was so complete,

That I can only wonder,

And worship at His feet.

Thus I am always singing,

(And always wish to be)

“I can’t help loving Jesus,

He’s done so much for me.”

And so from early morning,

And through the long, long day,

To Jesus up in heaven

My thoughts will fly away.

There’s not a tiny sorrow.

But reaches Him above;

He is so good and gracious,

I cannot doubt His love.

I can’t help loving Jesus,

Since He has loved me so;

He tells me very shortly

That I to him shall go,

And be with Him forever

In yon bright home of light,

Which makes me always joyful,

And fills me with delight.

Perhaps He’ll come tomorrow,

To call His saints away.

I’m sure I should be thankful

To see Him here today.

But till I go to heaven,

I wish my song to be,

“I can’t help loving Jesus,

He is so good to me.”

When people talk of doing,

I very often ask,

How can a sinner labor

In such a holy task?

It needed One most holy,

Such work to undertake;

And that was done by Jesus,

And for the sinners’ sake.

O! when I read that passage,

“He died upon the tree,”

I can’t help loving Jesus

Who died for such as me!

Messages of God’s Love 5/30/1915

Prayer

Never, children, prayer neglect,

Treat not God with disrespect;

Tell Him, in your daily prayers,

All your varied wants and cares.

Morning, evening, every day,

Kneeling, to your Maker pray;

Nor forget to thank Him, too,

For what He has done for you.

Thank Him for your daily food,

Friends, and home, and every good.

He will surely be your Friend

Until all life’s perils end.

Messages of God’s Love 5/30/1915

Bible Questions for May

Answers to Bible Questions for April

“How shall we escape,” etc. Hebrews 2: 3

“Be patient therefore,” etc. James 5: 7

“Seeing then that we have,” etc. Hebrews 4: 14

“That by two immutable things,” etc. “ 6: 18

“Not purloining, but showing,” etc. Titus 2: 10

“How much more,” etc. Hebrews 9: 14

“I thank my God,” etc. Philemon 4

Bible Questions for May

The Answers are to be found in Revelation.

Write the verse containing the words: “Keepeth the sayings.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Hold that fast which thou hast.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Every eye shall see Him.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ Watching.” “Keepeth,”

Write the verse containing the words: “According as his work shall be.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Till I come.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Even so come, Lord Jesus.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/6/1915

An Interested Family

WHAT can be the matter with this little boy in our picture? A big bowl of soup is on the table and he either doesn’t like it. or else has burned his mouth with it. How interested brother and sister are in him, and mother, too, is watching him with loving eyes. The Lord Jesus is pleased to see this interest in children one toward another. As He looks down from heaven how it must please His heart to see love and unselfishness in those who love Him. It is easy to love those that love us, but how hard for one child to be kind and love another that mistreats him. Ask Jesus to help you to be kind and nice to even the child that hits you and talks against you. “Be ye kind one to another, tender hearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake bath forgiven you.” (Eph. 4:32.)

What love, dear children, Jesus has shown to us—think of His coming down into this world of evil and wickedness, and dying for us, so we will not have to bear all our own dreadful sins! What a life Jesus had down here, too—think of the good He did, how He was doing for the sick, the poor and the very ones we would forget and not care about. How humble and lowly was Jesus, and yet, the Son Of God.

So when you are tempted to be unkind, just stop and think of this love that Jesus has shown you—not because you are such a good child—and He will help you show this love to others.

“WALK IN LOVE, AS CHRIST ALSO HATH LOVED US, AND HATH GIVEN HIMSELF FOR US AN OFFERING AND A SACRIFICE TO GOD.” Eph. 5:2.

Messages of God’s Love 6/6/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 144. 2 Samuel 18.

ABSALOM’S DEATH

DAVID numbered the people and made preparations to go and fight against his own son Absalom. He divided his little army into three bands. one under the command of Joab, his nephew, another under Abishai, Joab’s brother, and the third under Ittai, the man who had declared that in life and in death he would stay with David, whom he loved. Although David must fight against his own son, he still loved him in spite of all that Absalom had been guilty of against him, and he told the three captains to deal gently with his wicked son. The king himself proposed to go with the army, but the people begged him not to do so, for they thought his life was worth ten thousand of them, and that it were better for him to help them from the city.

The battle took place in the woods of Ephraim. David’s soldiers soon conquered the rebellious people, and twenty thousand were slain. Many were lost in the woods and perished there. Absalom was riding upon a mule; as he went through the wood his long, thick hair caught in the branches of an oak, and he was taken up between the heaven and the earth. The mule rode away, and Absalom hung in the oak, so that he could not escape.

One of David’s soldiers saw Absalom, but would not hurt him because of the king’s command, and went to tell Joab, This captain was provoked that the man should not have slain him, and went himself hastily and shot Absalom through the heart, so that he died. He met the end his deeds deserved.

Then Joab blew his trumpet to recall the people, and sent them back home.

David himself had not seen the battle, but was waiting by the gate of the city, Anahanaim, to hear the news. The watchman was upon the roof above the gate. He saw a man running, and he told the king; soon after he perceived another man also running. David knew they were messengers and had news for him. After a while they recognized the first man as Ahimaaz, Zadok’s son. David said, “He is a good man and comes with good tidings.”

Ahimaaz had come to break the news to David, for he knew how the king loved his wicked son. He said, “All is well,” and fell on his face to the ground before the king, saying, “Blessed be the Lord thy God who hath delivered up the men that lifted up their hand against my lord the king.” David inquired about Absalom’s safety, and Ahimaaz answered that when Joab sent him, there was a great tumult but he did not know what the trouble was.

By this time the second messenger had come up to the gate and called, “Tidings, my lord the king! For the Lord hath avenged thee this day of all them that rose up against thee.” “Is the young man, Absalom, safe?” inquired the king. And Cushi, the messenger, answered, “The enemies of my lord the king, and all that rise against thee to do thee hurt, be as that young man is.”

David understood what this meant; he knew how it was with Absalom, and could not bear to hear more. He arose directly and went to the room over the gate, where he could be alone, and weep. As he went up, he cried very sorrowfully, “O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, Absalom, my son, my son!”

This is a sad story of sin and sorrow. We do not often hear of sons who are so unnatural as to treat their earthly fathers in this way, and we say of such that they deserve the most terrible punishment. But what about the obedience due unto God, “The Father of all”? He to whom we owe all that we have, from the air we breathe to the least of our deeds! Has He not a right to perfect obedience? Who has obeyed this commandment, “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbor as thyself”? (Luke 10:27.) Only one, the only perfect Man, the Lord Jesus Christ. He alone has walked the earth in obedience to God, while men have ever rebelled against God, their Creator. All deserve death. “All have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” But “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” This is greater love even than David’s, though he could say, “O that I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!”

And now God commands all men everywhere to repent; because “He hath appointed a day in which He will judge the world in righteousness, by that man whom He hath ordained.” (Acts 17:20-21.) Have you repented and taken His gift to you, the Lord Jesus, who has been made sin for you, and is become your “righteousness,” or have you refused and neglected Him, and are to be judged by this very Man in that “appointed day”?

Messages of God’s Love 6/6/1915

The Notice Board

Most schoolboys will have some sympathy with my companions and myself in the feelings with which we, in our schooldays regarded the announcement written in large letters upon a board, in a field that had many birds’ nests in it, “Trespassers will be prosecuted!” It ever excited in us the desire to commit the very trespass it warned us against; indeed, at length we determined to get rid of the board altogether, as my story shall tell.

Our way to school lay through a lane of about a mile in length—a pleasant country lane, with no houses, and rarely having a policeman to be seen in it. We had the lane all to ourselves on our way to school, and our annoyance can readily be imagined as we viewed the words of warning referred to; indeed, we made it our rule to pelt the board with stones, and to cover it with mud, until the objectionable words were hardly visible. We were like hundreds of others, who dislike the warnings of the Bible, and who do their best to obliterate them from view.

One morning the farmer who owned the fields had set up a new board. This roused our indignation, and, not content with defacing it by pelting it from the road, we climbed over the hedge, rooted it up, post and all, and, dragging it into the lane. ran off as fast as our feet would carry us. But our exultation was speedily turned to consternation, for a man appeared, and gave chase. As he was nowhere in a race of more than a mile with us, we were beginning to feel a little easier;, but our hope proved to be vain, for some of our number wore the cap which distinguished our school. Our pursuer, having recognized us by this sign, made his way to the principal, and we soon learned that we had been discovered.

What the punishment was I need not explain, but I would point out the folly of pelting the board, and the injury that resulted from pulling it down. Boys have sense enough to see that upsetting a notice board will not overthrow the law, nor stop the punishment of breaking the law from coming upon the offender; but there are men silly enough to teach boys that the Bible may be overthrown with impunity. and that those who hate it can get rid of its truths by making light of them. Now, I do not wish you, boys, to find yourselves brought up to the terrible judgment throne of God, and to have to answer to Him not only for your sins, but also for the crime of making light of and insulting His holy word.

We ran for a mile, and were at last found out and punished, and men may go on for fifty years, or more, running away from the God they have wronged, but in the end they will be punished for their sins.

Just as we discovered, to our cost, that pulling down the notice board did not alter the laws of the land for the protection of property, so those who treat God’s word with contempt will learn that “God is not a man, that He should lie; neither the son of man, that He should repent: hath He said, and shall He not do it? or hath He spoken, and shall He not make it good?” (Numb. 23:19.)

Messages of God’s Love 6/6/1915

Speak, Lord

When little Samuel woke,

And heard his Maker’s voice,

At every word. He spoke,

How much did he rejoice!

O, blessed, happy child, to find

The God of heaven so near and kind.

If God would speak to me,

And say He was my friend,

How happy I should be!

O, how I would attend!

The smallest sin I then should fear,

If God Almighty were so near.

And does He never speak?

O, yes; for in His Word

He bids me come and seek

The God that Samuel heard: I

n almost every page I see

The God of Samuel calls to me.

Like Samuel. let me say,

Whene’er I read Thy Word,

“Speak, Lord, I would obey

The voice that I have heard,”

And when before Thee I appear,

Speak, for thy servant waits to hear.

Messages of God’s Love 6/6/1915

The New Settlers

IN the Canadian timber lands many of the Scotch people have settled to make homes for their families. So the first thing they do is to put up a tent in order to have a place of shelter, when needed, until they can cut down trees and build themselves low huts. In many instances they get so occupied with their new homes that they give little time or thought to the things of God, and forget that the strength, ability and all they have are from His hand.

How is it with you, dear reader, are you remembering that all you have is provided by God, and above all these things, He has provided a Saviour for us?

O, how wonderful that God should have undertaken for us when we had sinned against Him, and often allowed our circumstances to so occupy our time that we had no time for Him and His things. Yes, it is wonderful that God should have so thought of us, and loved us to such an extent that He gave his only begotten Son to take our place in judgment on the cross, when we think so little about Him. He loves us because He is love and not because of any good thing in us.

Have you accepted the Lord Jesus Chris; as your Saviour, dear reader, and thanked God for His wonderful gift to you? If you have, may you never allow the circumstances of this life to so occupy your time, that you will have no time for Him, but may your delight be to meditate on His Word and learn more of Him.

“MAKE ME TO UNDERSTAND THE WAY OF THY PRECEPTS; SO SHALL I TALK OF THY WONDROUS WORKS.” Ps. 119:27.

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

Is There a Hell?

JOHN D. and Benjamin S., two young men, were close companions. They were of good moral character, but they lived only for self, and scoffed at religion, as beneath the notice of reasonable men.

One day, as Benjamin was passing along a street, he heard a preacher utter these words of a hymn: “There is a dreadful hell, and everlasting pains.” He heard no more; but as he hurried on to keep his appointment with his friend, John, the words kept ringing in his ears. He felt ill at ease all the evening and, as the two were separating, he remarked, “What if there should be a hell after all?”

“Nonsense, Ben, are you such a baby as to be frightened by that old woman’s tale?” replied John, with a scornful laugh. “When I die I will come back and tell you if there is a hell, I promise you that.”

They parted, Ben feeling ashamed of his fears, and not liking to be laughed at.

The following day, while John was at work, he met with an accident, and when next Benjamin saw him it was to gaze upon his lifeless corpse. The awful promise of his friend had made flashed across Ben’s mind, and he wondered whether John D. was really “done with,” or if a future state, after all, did exist.

During that night, as Benjamin slept, a figure appeared by his bedside. It was none other than that of John, who, opening his breast, revealed flames of fire as he uttered these words, “See, Ben, this is hell!”

Benjamin awoke, trembling. Convinced of the reality of eternal things, he resolved to flee from the wrath to come; but how to do so was now the question. He dared not pray to the God he had so long neglected and despised, saying to himself, “If I tried to begin to serve Him now, what would God say to me concerning the past?” The more he thought of his sins, and the more terrible the future grew before his mind, the worse did matters seem to become, until he was in despair. “I have wilfully neglected and insulted God, and now I am lost; I cannot help myself,” was his desponding conclusion.

As soon as he was convinced that he could do nothing to save himself, God showed him the way of life. He entered a chapel, as men would say by hap, and just as he did so the minister read out the text: “This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I any chief.” The words seemed written on purpose for Benjamin, and before he went home that night he had found Jesus as his Saviour, and rejoiced in the knowledge of forgiven sins.

Ben at once set to work to endeaver to undo some of the mischief which he had done. He became as earnest in bringing others to Jesus as he had before been eager in keeping them away from Him. He became a zealous Christian worker, and his efforts were crowned with much blessing.

May all who read these Swords take warning, and come to the Saviour while yet there is opportunity, for though the sneer and scoff are to be heard daily, yet what the Bible tells us of a future state, and of the hell that is prepared, is true. Undoubtedly,

hell is prepared for the devil and his angels, but if sinful Men will refuse God’s salvation, that awful doom will be their portion. Will you force an entrance into outer darkness by trampling under foot the blood of the loving Saviour, who died to save the chief of sinners, and whose word even to you is this, “Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out”? ( John 6:37.)

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

Are You Waiting, Praying or Trusting?

A YOUNG man whose conscience had been awakened was brought to cry out, “What must I do to be saved?” He went to a friend who professed to be a Christian, opened his heart to him and anxiously asked him to show him how to obtain salvation. His friend answered that if he waited patiently, in God’s own time, he would receive what he desired.

“But how long must I wait?” he asked.

“I cannot answer that question,” replied the friend.

Some months passed thus, in waiting. The agony of his soul increased continually and became so intense that he resolved to go to another of his friends and ask counsel. This friend told him that instead of waiting to have the knowledge of salvation, he ought to fervently pray for pardon.

“How long ought Ito pray in this way?” he asked anxiously.

“You ought to go on praying, and in His time you will receive the pardon that you seek.” He prayed earnestly and besought God to grant him salvation. Thus for several years he struggled in agony and prayer, asking God to be reconciled to him, and imploring His mercy.

But after three years of fruitless efforts, he thought that these two gentlemen must both have given him bad advice, and decided to go to an earnest Christian and ask him how he had received pardon for his sins. The Christian friend listened while he told how he had waited, and prayed. Then he made clear God’s simple way of salvation. He showed him that all this time, God had been waiting for him, and was begging him to be reconciled to Him; that Jesus had already taken his place by dying for him, that He had satisfied the law of God and paid his debt in His own person. The poor man recognized his mistake, and without waiting longer he took God at His word, and rejoiced in the liberty which God alone can give.

Perhaps some children who read this are neither waiting, nor praying for salvation. They know that they are sinners, and that “Christ died for our sins,” but they wonder whether they have faith, or the right kind of faith. But it is faith to acknowledge that the blood of Jesus has value before God to put away your sins.

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

Isn't It Nice?

ISN’T it nice? My sins are all washed away in the blood of Jesus.”

Such were the sweet and simple words uttered with great earnestness by my little girl as I entered the room.

Weak and suffering, she was now lying resting in the arm-chair and evidently thinking of the precious Saviour. She sat up, and, with a bright smile, told out to me her heart’s trust in His precious blood.

“Isn’t it nice?” Indeed it is, so nice—so real; such a happy thing for the young thus to confess their trust in Jesus.

What about my dear young friend who is reading these few simple lines? Sins we all have, whether we are young or old. Sins, few or many, if unforgiven, must shut us out of heaven. Trust, then, in the precious Saviour—Jesus—who died on the cross for sinners, young and old. His precious blood was shed there for sinners.

Thus it was little E_____ could say, “Isn’t it nice? My sins are all washed away in the blood of Jesus.”

Can you say this? If not, why not? Why not now, young though you are, believe on Jesus as your very own Saviour? “His blood cleanseth from all sin.” Wait no longer; you are not too young to be saved; and JESUS is coming. Death, too, carries many young people into eternity every day.

Now, then, trust simply in Him who died, and you will find how nice, how very blessed a thing it is to be washed in Jesus’ precious blood.

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

A Little Boy's Inquiry

A MOTHER was startled one day by her little boy abruptly asking:

“Mother, what is the meaning of eternity?”

“Well, my boy, what do you want to know about eternity?”

“Mother, I want to know how many years there are in eternity.”

“My dear boy, I cannot measure the vastness of eternity; I cannot count out its endless ages; man cannot describe its space. Man can tell with tolerable certainty the distance from the earth to the sun, but with all his power of intellect he cannot comprehend eternity—it is forever and ever; no end, no end, no end!”

Ask yourself, dear reader, “Where must I spend eternity?”

Eternity is before you and you must enter it. Which will it be—with Christ in glory, or with fiends in despair?

“In Thy presence is fulness of joy; at Thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.” Psa. 16:11.

Or, “Depart from Me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels.” Math. 25:41.

“Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.” Mark 9:44.

Do not let another day go by without taking Jesus as your Saviour. The matter is too solemn. It will not do to wait any longer.

There is no salvation in the next world; an endless eternity with the devil and his angels! A thousand years will pass, but it will be eternity still. Think of it, my unsaved reader; a never-ending eternity of woe, anguish and gnashing of teeth, lies before all those who refuse or neglect this great salvation, which is offered to you now without money and without price. Come to the Saviour just as you are—a guilty, lost, helpless sinner. The Lord Jesus is

speaking to you now; He has, perhaps, spoken to you before, in some illness when you thought of death, and that frightened you; but you have still put off coming to Christ. Or perhaps some dear friend died, and Jesus called you then in your sorrow; O heed His voice, I beseech you, for that voice of love and mercy will cease one day, and “then shall they call upon Me, but I will not answer.” (Prov. 1:28.) Why will the Lord not answer? Read the twenty-fourth verse of the same chapter, “Because I have called, and ye refused.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

Rowland Hill

ROWLAND HILL used to tell this story of himself: “People say when I preach the Gospel very .earnestly, ‘How excited Mr. Hill gets!’ Why, I was walking through Wotten-under-Edge one day, and saw some men digging gravel. All of a sudden the earth gave way and buried two or three of the men. I ran off as fast as my old legs would carry me, and I shouted, help! help! help! But people did not say, ‘Poor old Mr. Hill is getting dreadfully excited!’ Oh, no. He might be as excited as he pleased when men’s lives were in danger; but when a man’s soul is in danger the proper thing to do is to quietly and calmly say to him, ‘My dear friend, unless something shall interpose, you shall one of these days become somewhat different from what you now are, and it will not be quite so well for you in another world as, perhaps, you might desire.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/13/1915

Lost and Saved

Two Stories of Niagara Falls.

Niagara Falls the story is told of a stranger who many years ago visited them, and becoming so fascinated took up his abode on one of the islands above the Falls. Not content with continually gazing on the roaring waters, he was in the habit of bathing in them; until one day venturing thus into the treacherous stream, the waters he had long recklessly dared claimed him as their own and he was swept away to his doom by the invisible current. Dear reader, how much is this like the case of so many poor sinners. They become fascinated with the pleasures of sin, engross themselves them and so indulging themselves are swept away into everlasting perdition. The wages of sin is death. Flee from the wrath to come!

There is another story of a gentleman saved from the very brink. While passing, over a bridge he fell into the rushing waters, was instantly swept to the very verge of that terrible precipice, over which those mad waters leap with deafening roar. Here he was lodged, between two rocks, surrounded by the roaring waters against which he was powerless to contend. He was for a time miraculously preserved from destruction. Death was inevitable unless there was some power outside of himself to at once deliver him from perishing. It would have been mockery to bid him save himself. How could he in his own strength stem that strong current? He would only be hurled into the dreadful abyss and meet with certain destruction. His strength was fast failing and in a little while he would become a prey to the seething waters. But a pitying- eye had seen his helpless, lost condition and willing hands were working to save him. Presently a rope was thrown to him. He had just sufficient strength to fasten it around his body; then he was drawn to the shore, a saved man, at the eleventh hour.

Thus it is with the sinner who is being swept on to destruction by the mighty torrent of ‘sin and but for the arresting mercy of God would long ere this have perished. IIe is powerless to help himself, to trust in his own efforts for salvation is to be lost eternally. Another must rescue him from peril and Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners. “When we were without strength in due time Christ died for the ungodly.” He came to “deliver them who were in fear of death.” His compassionate eye saw man’s helpless, lost condition. Tie has Himself accomplished the work of salvation and now this salvation is offered to poor perishing sinners. One cannot imagine the poor man who was on the brink of the great Falls refusing the proffered help, and declining to be drawn to the shore, hoping to save himself by his own efforts. What folly! What madness! this would have been! Yet how many a sinner is lost through seeking to save himself by his own works, rather than trusting himself entirely to the One “mighty to save.”

“The prey has been snatched front the mighty

By One who is stronger than he;

By One who is strong to deliver,

Whose freed ones no foe can enslave;

To Him be the glory forever,

For He is the Mighty to Save.”‘

“WHEN WE WERE YET WITHOUT STRENGTH, IN DUE TIME CHRIST DIED FOR THE UNGODLY.” Rom. 5: 6.

Messages of God’s Love 6/20/1915

A Wonderful Magnet

I WONDER how many of my readers know what a magnet is. I suppose many of you have seen the strange little piece of steel that can pick up another piece of steel or iron and hold it tight to itself. Very often we see magnets shaped like little horse shoes, and how interesting they are to play with! But today I want to tell you about a much bigger one, a big round one, as big as a wagon wheel. Besides little pieces of steel or iron, this one can lift great big pieces—pieces far bigger than any man could lift.

A few months ago some men had to move a very big pile of little tiny pieces of steel, some no bigger than your little finger nail, and yet the pile was as big as a house. They shoveled all the top part of the pile into railway cars and took them away. When they got down to the bottom of the pile, they could not do this, as they shoveled too much dirt up with the steel or else left much of the steel behind.

At last someone thought of this big magnet I was telling you about. They brought it over to the place where the pieces of steel were lying and moved it about in the air a little above the steel, and, oh! children, it was wonderful to see all those little pieces of steel come out from under the dirt and go up to meet the magnet in the air.

They were all caught up by the magnet. None were left behind. Bright, shining pieces old, dirty, rusty pieces, the magnet drew them all up to itself in the air. But none of the dirt went up to meet the magnet. It was every bit left behind.

I am sure this reminds you, as it did me, of a far more wonderful time, when, instead of little pieces of steel being caught up to meet a magnet, boys and girls and men and women, whose sins are washed away in the precious blood of Christ, will be caught up to meet the Lord in the air. It makes us think of that time when the Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God; and the dead in Christ shall rise first; then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with the Lord. (1 Thess. 4:16-17.)

Just as every bit of true steel was attracted by the magnet from the midst of all the dirt around, so everyone, who is a true believer in the Lord Jesus, will be attracted by His power, to Himself, and when He gives that shout, each one will rise off this sad old earth to meet the Lord in the air.

O, dear reader, will you be caught up to meet the Lord in the air, when He comes for His own, or—awful thought—will you, like the dirt, be left behind?

“Shall we gather at His coming,

When the dead in Christ arise?

Shall we hear the Saviour’s summons

To His home beyond the skies?

Yes, we’ll gather at His coming,

His glorious, His glorious coming,

Gather with His saints at His coming

If washed in the Saviour’s blood.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/20/1915

One More Chance

THE Christian parents of a little girl one evening spoke to her for a long time of ‘the Lord r Jesus. They told her of His love in dying for sinners, and His speedy return to take all who believe on Him to be with Him forever. They said, too, that then the door of mercy would be shut; and earnestly entreated their little daughter to come to the Lord Jesus ere it was too late, that she might be ready to meet Him at whatever hour He might come.

After having gone to bed and slept some time, she awoke, and wondered at the silence of the house. She listened, hoping to hear some familiar voice, but no sound fell upon her ear save the solemn ticking of a great clock on the stairs. She thought of the conversation of the evening before, and of her parents’ entreaties and warnings.

“Could it be that the Lord had come? Had her father and mother gone to be with Him, and left her behind?”

The thought filled her with fear, and, running to the door of her mother’s room, she called gently:

“Mother, dear!”

There was no answer. Only the clock kept on counting out the seconds as they sped. Again she called, now more loudly:

“Mother, dear!”

Again no answer. She felt almost sure now that she was left behind for judgment, and that her last chance of salvation had passed away.

Overcome with terror, she shook the handle of the door.

“Who is there?” asked a voice from within.

“O, it is I,” was the answer, “and I am so glad you are there.”

She entered the room, and told her mother of her terrible fears. She needed no entreaty now to bring her to the feet of Jesus, so thankful was she that she had one more chance of being made fit for His presence.

The Lord has not come yet, but He is soon coming. The last gospel message will be given, the last invitation to poor sinners will go forth. How terrible for those who refuse it!

Dear children, you have one more chance. Accept God’s message of love to you now, so that you may join those who can say, “Even so, come, Lord Jesus,” in answer to His farewell promise, “Surely I come quickly.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/20/1915

God's Treasures for Little Children

News for little children!

Hark! how sweet the sound,

Rolling in its fulness,

To earth’s furthest bound

News of God’s salvation—

News with blessings rife—

Saving, helping, cheering—

Wondrous words of life.

Love for little children,

Sent from God’s own throne;

Love—how sweet the tidings—

Each can make his own;

Love that maketh happy,

Love that maketh blest;

Love that gives the weary

Full and perfect rest.

Peace for little children,

Peace from God on high,

Brought by Christ, the Saviour,

When He came to die;

Made in Calvary’s darkness,

Sealed with Jesus’ blood,

To the world proclaimed—

Perfect peace with God.

Joy for little children,

O, such perfect joy,

Not like earth’s enchantments.

Full of earth’s alloy;

But a joy that resteth

On foundations sure,

Joy—for God bath said it—

Which must e’er endure.

Strength for little children,

Leading each along;

‘Tis the weak and helpless

Jesus maketh strong;

On they journey singing-

Strong in Christ alone;

His right hand sustaining=

Every moment known.

Rest for little children,

Rest as passing on,

While the “rest remaining”

Beckons them along;

There the peace is perfect,

There the rest endures;

Hear it! All these treasures

Faith in Christ secures!

Messages of God’s Love 6/20/1915

Saved from a Snake

LITTLE Rover was a useful servant to three little sisters one beautiful summer day, for he was not only a playmate, but his sharp ears soon detected disturbing sounds in the long grass. With his sharp bark and frightened actions he thus brought to their notice a venomous snake which was approaching them.

They took the warning, and they ran away as fast as they could.

I am sure, my dear young reader, you would not be surprised in learning that such a thing as this could take place, and, no doubt, you would commend the girls for running to a place of safety.

This incident presents to us two things. First, there was a warning given of danger; and second, heed was taken and they ran to a place of safety.

Now, dear reader, there is a very serious warning given to all mankind. It is this: “God hath appointed a day, in the which He will judge the world in righteousness by that Man whom He hath ordained.” (Acts 17:31.) And again, “Flee from the wrath to come.” (Luke 3:7.)

This is a very serious warning and it surely would be the part of wisdom to take heed to it, and be prepared for that day, and flee to the only place of safety.

The only place of safety is the Lord Jesus Christ. He died on the cross of Calvary under the judgment of God for sin, and after being forsaken of God as the sin bearer, He said, “It is finished,” and God rent the veil from the top to the bottom, thus showing that His holy claims had been met, and He could allow man to come into His holy presence; as the Scripture says, “Having therefore, brethren, boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way, which He hath consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, His flesh.” (Heb. 10: 19, 20.)

Now, dear reader, have you turned to Christ the only Saviour? If you have, you are saved and safe, for

“WHOSO PUTTETH HIS TRUST IN THE LORD SHALL BE SAFE.” Prov. 29:25.

Messages of God’s Love 6/27/1915

Karl and Fritz

AT one time, my sister and I were staying in a hotel. There were a great many people in the house, and among them two little boys, with curling, fair hair, rosy cheeks, and bright blue eyes. They were noisy, merry, healthy little fellows, and we could hear them racing up and down the long corridors, with shouts of laughter that made us laugh, too, as we sat quietly over our books or work.

We soon found out they were the children of an invalid gentleman and his wife, who had rooms at the end of the passage that led past our doors. The poor sick father evidently did not much care for the noisy play of his restless little sons, for they , were seldom in his room, and, when not out walking with their nurse, they mostly made a playroom, as I have told you, of the long corridors.

My sister and I, being both very fond of children, set our door open one evening, and without much difficulty, enticed the small boys to come in. Karl and Fritz they said were their names, and that they were five and six years old. They could speak well, and soon made themselves quite at home in our sitting-room; with busy fingers opening our work-boxes or photograph books, and wanting to know all about everything that they could find to see, just like you children do.

They had not been long with us before we began to speak to them about Jesus, and how He loves little children, and how happy it is to belong to Him. Karl and Fritz opened their blue eyes wide, and came close to us to try to understand whom we were talking about, but plainly could make nothing of it. Then we found out that our dear wee visitors had never heard of God or the Lord Jesus; they did not know one word of all the beautiful things you have been taught. Was not that sad? They listened though, keeping quiet for a long time for such restless little boys, until it was time to run off to bed.

The next evening came a bang at our door, and then two merry faces popped in. We soon began to tell them some more about Jesus, for nothing pleased them so much, and when we said we would teach them to sing about Him, I cannot tell you how delighted they were. So we sang a little hymn, that I have no doubt many of you have learned:

“Jesus loves me! This I know,

For the Bible tells me so:

Little ones to Him belong;

They are weak, but He is strong.

“Jesus loves me! He who died

Heaven’s gate to open wide;

He will wash away my sin;

Let a little child come in.”

Our dear little boys sang out well, shouting the words with such glee that, even when the tune did not come quite right, it was pleasant to hear them, for they were so much in earnest. We had to talk over every line to make them quite understand it, and then sing it again and again. Afterwards we showed them a Bible, and explained that it was God’s book, and Karl looked very grave as he handled it, but Fritz only jumped about the room, clapping his hands and singing, “Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so,” like a dear little silly boy that he was.

They came for several evenings after this, and learned the hymn so well, that we thought it was time we took another. We began to teach them:

“When He cometh, when He cometh,

To make up His jewels,

All His jewels, precious jewels,

His loved and His own.

“Like the stars of the morning,

His bright crown adorning,

They shall shine in their beauty,

Bright gems for His crown.

“He will gather, He will gather,

The gems for His kingdom;

All the pure ones, all the bright ones,

His loved and His own.

“Little children, little children,

Who love their Redeemer,

Are the jewels, precious jewels,

His loved and His own.”

I cannot tell you what a great joy it was to dear little Karl when he heard that Jesus was really coming back again someday, and that we who love Him should then see Him, and go with Him into His beautiful home.

“O! will He come soon?” asked the boy, his face all in a glow—”will He come soon? I should be so glad.”

“Yes, dear child, He says He is coming soon; we don’t know how soon; it might be tonight, or we may have to wait a little while, but He certainly will come!’

“But will He only take the little children when He comes?” he inquired very earnestly; “won’t He take any big people to be ‘gems in His crown’?”

“O yes, darling,” I answered, “He will. He will take all who love Him. However big and old. or however young and small they may be. They will all go together to Jesus’ bright home, when He comes to make up His jewels.”

“Then,” asked Karl, lifting very earnest eyes to my face, “will l le take my papa too?”

I could only draw Karl up to me, and kiss his little anxious face, as I answered, “You may be sure, darling child, He won’t leave any behind who belong to Him.”

“But does my papa belong to Him? Does he love Jesus?” urged Karl.

“I do not know your papa, Karl, and so cannot answer your questions.” Karl’s bright face had clouded over, and all he could say was, “I must ask papa; oh, I must ask papa if he loves Jesus, and if he will be glad when He conies.”

And with these words on his he drew Fritz out of the room, and shut the door behind them.

Day after day went by, and the quick steps of our little friends never hurried up to the door, and their merry, prattling voices were not heard in oar room. At last, one day, I met the children on the broad staircase. They tried to run past me, turning their rosy faces away, but I caught hold of Karl, and asked:

“Why don’t you and Fritz come and see us these evenings?”

He struggled to get away, saying, “O, we daren’t—we mustn’t—let me go;” and then he was off.

We were both so sorry, for we had grown to love our little boys, and we were sure they loved us, too. We feared their parents might have prevented their corning because we spoke to them of the things of God. Well, we prayed about it, and made up our minds we would go and call on the lady and gentleman, and beg leave for the children to come to us again.

So, having sent to ask if they would see us, the next evening we went down the long corridor to their room. Our hearts sank when we first saw the father of dear little Karl, for, before he had said a word, we felt that his child’s eager question was sadly answered by his unhappy face. It was not only that he looked terribly ill, as he lay upon the sofa, propped up with many cushions, but his poor, dying face had, oh! such a hard, miserable expression on it, and his eyes wandered round so restlessly and fretfully, telling but too plainly that he knew nothing of the love of God, or peace through our Lord Jesus Christ.

After a few kind words of sympathy about his illness, we turned to the mother, who sat with an anxious, weary look on her face, by the side of the sofa, and told her how much we loved her bonny boys, and how sorry we had been not to see them of late. She answered she was afraid they were very noisy little fellows, and that they must have tired us, and then she looked at her husband, as if she wanted him to say the rest. He thanked us for our kindness to his boys, but added he did not wish their religious education to be interfered with, and so would rather they did not go to us anymore.

Very gently we replied that we would not wish to interfere with any education that he was giving his boys, but that we certainly had talked . with them about Jesus, the Saviour whom God in His love had given to die for sinners, and that the story of His life and death must be sweet to all who felt their need of Him, whatever their religious training.

His pale face grew red as he answered angrily, “I don’t wish my boys to hear such things. I don’t believe in God or the Bible; and I wish my sons to think with me.”

We tried in vain to get the poor sick man to see how awful it was for him to be living or dying without God and without hope; and we begged him at least to let his dear little boys hear of a Saviour who could fill their hearts with gladness, and their eternity with fulness of joy. The mother looked greatly distressed, but the father was only angry; and fearing we should perhaps make him more ill then he was, if we further excited him, we got up and said good-bye, and sorrowfully left the room.

A few days later I saw Karl once again. I was going along the corridor and he was running full tilt towards me. He put his head down, and would have run past me, but I caught him with a hand on each shoulder, and kneeling down so as to bring my face on a level with his, I said slowly, “Darling little Karl, listen: Jesus loves you; this you know, for the Bible tells you so. Never forget that. And the Bible is God’s word, and it is all true.” Karl nodded his head emphatically two or three times, as if to say that with all his heart he did believe it, but he did not speak. I kissed the sweet, rosy cheek for the last time, and he ran on. I never saw him again. They left the hotel soon after this.

And so my story is ended! Did you say, “But that is no end at all”? Well, no more it is, but I have told you all I know about Karl and Fritz. I sometimes pray there may be a bright and beautiful ending to their story by-and-by—that when Jesus comes to number up His jewels, my dear wee friends may be found among the little children who love the Redeemer, and he bright gems for His crown.

O, do thank God, if you have parents who love to talk to you of Jesus.

Messages of God’s Love 6/27/1915

Ask in Faith

“Be not weary, praying Christian,

Open is thy Father’s ear,

To the fervent supplication,

And the agonizing prayer;

Prayer the Holy Ghost begetteth,

Be it words, or groans, or tears,

To the prayer that’s always answered

Banish then, thy doubts and fears.”

Messages of God’s Love 6/27/1915

Bible Questions for July

Answers to Bible Questions for May

“Dearly beloved, I beseech you,” etc. 1 Pet. 2:11

“Behold what manner of love,” etc. 1 John 3: 1

“I have no greater joy,” etc. 3 John 4.

“But with the precious blood,” etc. 1 Pet. 1:19

“Keep yourselves in the love,” etc. Jude 21.

“But the day of the Lord,” etc. 2 Pet. 3:10

“If there come any unto you,” etc. 2 John 10.

Bible Questions for July

The Answers are to be found in Matthew.

Write the verse containing the words: “ In the day of judgment.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ Power and great glory.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ I am with you.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ Love.” “ Bless.” “Pray.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Ye did it not to Me.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ Exchange for his soul.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Moth.” “Rust.” “Thieves.”

Messages of God’s Love 7/4/1915

Resting

ANOTHER hard day’s work in the harvest field brings with it weariness and fatigue. While we are in health and strength, we do not mind getting tired, for God has provided us with sleep, so that the body can relax-and in a few hours we can be able to work again, but the poor woman in our picture this week seems hardly able to complete the day, and has to rest on the handle of the rake. It makes one think of that verse, “For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.” (Rom. 8:22.). The reason for this is that sin has come into the world and spoiled it all. It would still have been a fair and beautiful creation, but sin having come into it there is weariness, aching bodies and aching hearts as well. This condition is not to last forever, for the Lord Jesus has come and He has gained the victory over Satan, and even now has brought joy to the aching hearts of those who know Him as their Saviour and soon they shall be with the Lord, for He is coming to take them out of this world of woe to be forever with Himself. Then there will be no more sorrow for them. Can you, dear reader, say, “That is my portion”? It is your privilege to do so, for all that is left for you to do is to take your place as a lost sinner and accept Christ as your Saviour and then you are His and He never will leave you behind. You then can have joy in the midst of sorrow here and rejoice in the bright prospect that is before you.

But for this world, things shall get worse and worse till the Lord shall come back with His own, and then and not till then, will there be peace and real joy in this world. If you are connected with those who reject Christ, the judgments which are coming will overtake you, but if you are one of Christ’s your portion is outside of this world in that bright scene above with the Lord. To which company do you belong?

“BEHOLD I COME QUICKLY.” Rev. 22:12.

Messages of God’s Love 7/4/1915

Which Are You Like?

I WAS telling you a little time ago about a wonderful magnet that was used to move pieces of steel from one place to another. and this week I should like to tell you about another magnet, quite a small one, that I used to play with when I was a little child.

One day my father brought home a magnet that looked very much like a little horseshoe, and gave it to us to play with. We used to have great fun with it, making it pick up nails and screws and needles and all sorts of pieces of steel, but I think the thing I remember best about it was a lesson he once taught us by it.

He got some needles and sonic pins, and mixed them all up together, and then took the magnet and held it over the top of them. All the needles jumped up to meet the magnet and all the pins were left behind. Can you tell me why this was, children?

O, you say, the needles were steel, and the pins were brass. Yes, that was it, though they both looked the same color outside, the inside of the pins was not right to be attracted by the magnet.

Now you know, dear children, if you and I are to go to be with the Lord Jesus, we must be right inside. We must have a clean heart, we must be born again. Last night some children were singing that hymn,

“We know there’s a bright and a glorious home,

Away in the heavens high,

Where all the redeemed shall with Jesus dwell;

But will you be there and I?”

I said to a little girl, “Will you be there, Flo?” “O, yes,” she said, “I’ve always been a good girl, I’ll be there!” She looked all right outside, but she was not right inside, for she was trusting to herself instead of to Jesus. I wonder how my reader expects to get to that bright home?

There was another difference between the needles and the pins. The pins all had heads and the needles all had eyes. Now that is just the difference between a great many people who are not saved, and those who are. You know we use our heads for thinking, don’t we? So some child says, “I think the way to get to heaven is by being good,” and so they use their heads and don’t get to heaven, because God says, “There is none that doeth good, no not one,” and instead of going God’s way, they go the way they think is right.

Now some other child, perhaps, has an eye—an eye of faith—and uses it to look to Jesus.

God says, “Look unto Me, and be ye saved.” I daresay you remember how, when the people in the wilderness were bitten with the fiery serpents, all they had to do was to look to the serpent of brass on the pole, and they were made better. So Jesus says, “As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up: that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have eternal life.’ That is how we look to Jesus. Just believe in Him. We trust Him to take us to heaven, instead of trusting to what we think.

And now, dear child, which are you like, the pin that looks all right outside, but is not right inside? Are you trusting to being good, or something else you think of, or are you like the needle, with an eye to look to Jesus. Do you believe on the Lord Jesus Christ? Have you eternal life? There is life in a look at the crucified One,

There is life at this moment for thee;
Then look, sinner look, unto him and be saved,
Unto Him who was nailed to the tree.
Look, Look, Look and live!

Messages of God’s Love 7/4/1915

Sympathy and Kindness

HOW good it is to see sympathy and kindness as expressed in our picture this week. Here’ is a boy much troubled about his little dog, which has been hurt, and it may have been by some bad boys throwing stones. At least we know that is often the case. In these two instances, we get quite a contrast. One with sympathy and the other with hardened feelings.

If we want to see the fullest expression of sympathy we must look at the cross where the Lord Jesus in His deep sympathy and love gave Himself in our place to bear our punishment from the hand of a righteous and holy God, and also God’s love in sparing Him from His side.

And if we want to see hardened feelings, yea, all the wickedness of the human heart told out, it is at that same cross. What a revelation we get there of what we are, but we may rejoice that God’s grace surmounted it all in giving His Son to bear the awful sin of hatred against Him. Who would have thought of love like that? It took God, who had it, to let us know about it.

Now, dear reader, if you want to show true sympathy and love that will be acceptable to God, you must first know what your own heart by nature is, and acknowledge Jesus as the only One to meet your need. If you have accepted Him as the One who took that place for you in all your helplessness and sin, then seek to show out to others the love He has shown to you.

“BELOVED, IF GOD SO LOVED US, WE OUGHT ALSO TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER.” 1 John 4:11.

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

A Willful Child and a Minister's Prayer

MR. JOHN ROGERS, a Puritan, a devoted servant of God, was deprived of his living to which he meekly submitted, but he would not stop his preaching of the gospel and for this he was arrested and, together with some of his hearers, was brought before a judge, named Sir Richard Cradock.

They were all waiting for the sentence that would send them to prison, when a lively little girl came prancing into the hall where they were sitting. She was the granddaughter of Sir Richard, who had over-indulged her, and, if the truth must be told, she was a sadly spoiled little body. I hope none of our young readers will copy her example, and try to get their own way by violence, although God was pleased to use the child’s influence with the judge for His own purpose.

Mr. Rogers, who loved children, took her on his knee, and gave her some candy. Presently she looked up into his face, and said, “What are you here for, sir?”

“Your grandpapa has sent for me and my friends here, to put us all in jail.”

“What is he going to put you in jail for?”

“For nothing else than because I was preaching the gospel, and these poor men were listening to me.”

“But my grandpapa shall not put you in jail,” said the child, and she rushed upstairs to Sir Richard Cradock’s room, which was locked, so she knocked with her hands, feet and head, till he let her in.

“Why are you going to send that good man to jail? He shan’t go.”

Her grandfather at first rebuked her, but she became very violent, and threatened to drown herself in the pond if he would not do as she wished, and suiting the action to the word, she ran off as if to fulfill her threat.

Sir Richard came down and told the men they might go, simply adding, “You owe your release to this ungovernable child.”

Mr. Rogers thanked him for the favor, then he stepped forward and placed his hand on the little one’s head, and said in a solemn voice, “My dear child, may God Almighty bless thee. May the blessing of Him in whose cause thou hast spoken (though thou knowest it not) be upon thee in life, at death, and through all eternity.”

Many years have passed away, and good Mr. Rogers has been taken to be with his Lord.

Let us look into a mansion where a pious lady lives who often entertains the ministers of the gospel at her table. The time has now come when they can preach without any danger of being put into prison, or otherwise persecuted.

The story of Mr. Rogers’ release at the request of the little girl was told as they sat at dinner. One of the guests was a son of Mr. Rogers, and he could answer for its truth.

The lady of the house was the next to speak. “Is it possible that you are the son of good Mr. Rogers? And now let me tell you, that passionate little girl of whom you speak was none other than myself.”

She then told them how she had never forgotten the faithful minister, and the blessing he had uttered over her head. She considered her conversion to God was the answer to that earnest prayer.

As she grew up to womanhood, she led a gay life, though she was not really happy, and she felt deeply anxious about her immortal soul. She became so depressed that at last she spoke to her physician of it.

He was a very godly man, and he told her that he had suffered in the same way, but was cured by reading a book which he would gladly give to her if she would promise to read it, too. This book was the Bible, and, true to her word, she did read it carefully.

She did not find peace all at once, but soon she found Christ as her Saviour, who had shed His precious blood to make her fit to share His glory forever, and she rejoiced greatly, as she continued to learn more of Him and her blessings in Him.

How glad dear Mr. Rogers would have been had he lived to see his prayer thus answered, and his passionate little friend changed into a faithful follower of his Lord and Master, and ministering to the Lord’s people.

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

Fire! Fire!

A CHRISTIAN man one night was sitting reading till a late hour, when, on hearing the awful cry of fire, he rushed into the street, and in a few moments stood before the burning house. The scene he thus described to me: “The flames were pouring terrifically from every outlet. No fire-escapes had yet arrived; but observing a woman at one of the windows, screaming for assistance, we procured a ladder. While a man was ascending, it broke; he fell to the ground much injured, and thus this attempt to save her failed. There was now no hope for the poor creature, except in throwing herself out of the window. We therefore collected below the window, and entreated her, in the most urgent manner, to cast herself down to us, promising we would break her fall, arid prevent her from being hurt. But it was all to no purpose. She did not have confidence enough to trust herself in our arms; but suddenly rushing back into the rooms, became a prey to the flames which were fast spreading around her.

“ ‘What a pity,’ said a man in the crowd, `that the woman did not take our advice, and throw herself out! She would now have been alive.’

“ ‘Yet,’ I answered, ‘just such is the case with those who lose their souls. They have not confidence sufficient in the Lord Jesus Christ to lead them to throw themselves upon Him for salvation, and so they perish everlastingly in their sins.’ “

The cry of “Fire” will one day be heard on a more extended scale. This earth and all its works shall be burned up. God has said it. It is true. “The day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night; in the which the heavens will pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat, the earth also and the works that are therein shall be burned up.” (2 Peter 3:10.)

Where shall you he in that day? Are you awake? Do you know that you are in the city of destruction? Are you anxious to flee from the wrath to come? Do you desire to escape the flames prepared for the devil and his angels?

Then COME TO JESUS.

Your repentance, your cries, your fears, will do you no good, unless you cast yourself wholly and unreservedly upon His mercy; unless you believe He is willing to receive all who come to Him, and that He will place them in safety.

All He asks of you is to awake to your danger, and desire to escape from it. Cast yourself on Him, throw yourself into His arms of love. It will be the delight of His heart to welcome you. All heaven will ring with joy at the news of your escape. The good Shepherd will take you in His arms, and carry you safe to heaven.

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

I Ought to Love Jesus

I OUGHT to love Jesus,” sang a little girl, as she ran down the street. “Why ought you to love Jesus, dear?” I asked her, but she only looked at me, and ran away. Ah! dear boys and girls, she is like a great many children, and grown up people, too, singing words but not giving a thought to the meaning. It is quite true we ought to love Jesus, because He loves us. He died for us.

One summer day, there was a great stir among some children; it was their school treat, and you know the bustle there is to get ready and start in time. Then the fun in the field, or park, the nice games, the tea! One girl went to the treat just as happy as the others, and as well as usual; she joined ill the games, and no one thought of death at that moment. She had just taken hold of her sister’s hand, to join in a game, when she fell back; some thought she had fainted, but oh! how sad! she was dead. I do not know if she loved Jesus or not; if she was one of His blood-washed ones, she is singing in glory now.

“I ought to love Jesus;” yes, for we do not know how soon He may come back again; will you be ready to meet Him? O! think of Jesus’ love; He died for you, will you not trust Him? I did not tell you about the sad, sudden death of this poor girl to frighten you, but that you may ask yourself, If I had been that girl, where should I have been now? You know very well, if you have not come to the Lord Jesus Christ for forgiveness of your sins, you will never be fit for His .presence. 0! come now, while you are young; it will be much more difficult if you wait until you are older. Jesus is waiting for you. He wants to save you, to bless you, to make you happy.

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

The Infant's Prayer

“Their angels do always behold the face of My Father which is in heaven.” Math. 18: 10.

O Saviour, hear a little child,

Who knows not how to pray;

On earth Thy face, so meek and mild,

Was never turned away.

The children gathered to Thy breast

Have found a blessed home,

Where, safe from every sin, they rest;

Then suffer me to come.

I ask Thee for a heart, to try

To please Thee day by day;

Thy love, to lead me back, when I

From Thy commandments stray.

Do Thou, O Lord, my sins forgive,

The sins that wound Thee sore;

And teach me every day I live

To love Thee more and more.

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

Little Mary's Faith

ONE day, in a school in one of our large cities, a cry of fire sounded, and the teachers and children rushed towards the door and crowded ‘till there was danger of trampling some of the smaller children under the larger ones’ feet. During the panic one dear little girl sat still in her place, tranquil and quiet.

Presently the alarm was found to be false, and the pupils again took their seats. Then the girl seated next to little Mary said to her, “Mary, how was it that you could sit so quiet when we were all so frightened?”

“My father told me,” said Mary, “if there was an alarm of fire, it was best for us to sit still in our seats and wait for the teachers to tell us what to do. My father is a fireman, and he knows best.”

Ah, here was faith—faith in a father—and by this faith Mary was enabled to remain tranquil when others were dismayed.

Just so, children, faith in God will enable us to face danger without fear.

“Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee: because he trusteth in Thee.” (Isa. 23:3.)

Messages of God’s Love 7/11/1915

Affection

HOW kind sister is to little brother! She takes care of him, and in the early summer morning has taken him into the garden with his little basket, and has gathered some fruit for him, and now she takes him on her knee, and holds the basket for him to help himself. Do you think God is well pleased with us when we show kindness and affection for one another? Ah, yes, He would have us with tender hearts, and He exhorts His own to love one another.

The way in which we can truly love one another, is. first to know the love that God has shown to us. Where He has expressed it the most, was when He gave His own Son to die in our place. He loved us so much that He did not want us to suffer for our sins, and thus be sent away forever from His holy presence, so He punished His Son in our stead.

May we, dear readers, enjoy this in our souls, and then we will be able to manifest that love to others. So the Scripture says:

“THE FRUIT OF THE SPIRIT IS LOVE, JOY, PEACE, LONG SUFFERING, GENTLENESS, GOODNESS, FAITH, MEEKNESS, TEMPERANCE: AGAINST SUCH THERE IS NO LAW.” Gal. 5:22, 23.

All who believe in Jesus from the heart have God’s Spirit, and the fruit of the Spirit is the character of God, and will be shown in some measure in our ways, if we are His. What a blessed path the believer in the Lord has, and what joy to himself, and happiness to others as well, if he walks in it.

“Teach me Thy way, O Lord; I will walk in Thy truth: unite my heart to fear Thy name.” Psa. 86:11.

Messages of God’s Love 7/18/1915

Mary and the Two Burglars

MANY years ago, a Christian farmer lived, with his family, in a secluded part of the country. Every Sunday morning it was his custom to take his family to church in the carriage, leaving only one person at home to take care of the house. The people in that part of the country had the reputation of being very honest, for no theft had ever been heard of.

One beautiful Sunday the father left his little girl behind to look after the house. it was the first time that she had been considered old enough to do so, but she was not frightened, and did not feel lonely, for had she not her good old dog Rover to protect her?

She watched the carriage drive off and then she took the large Bible and, for an hour, read the wonderful stories which it contains. After this, she went into the garden taking care to shut the door to hinder Rover from doing any damage. She sat down on the grass and soon went to sleep. It was past noon when she woke up. She went into the house and, as she was setting the table she noticed two men who were coming towards the door. They were dirty and untidy and did not look like Sunday visitors, but, with the spirit of hospitality which she had learned from her father, she opened the door and invited them to come in. The two men seemed quite surprised and amused by her simplicity and looked at one another, smiling.

“Then you are alone in the house, little girl!” said the younger of the two, sitting down.

“Yes, sir; Rover and I.”

“Who is Rover?”

“He is the big dog; I am surprised that he has not barked at you.”

“Dogs don’t do us any harm; we don’t let them,” answered the other man.

“Never mind Rover. I don’t think you know the object of our visit, little girl.”

“No, sir; but I think you would like to have something to eat. You seem hungry.”

“Sure, we are! Hurry up and get us something,” said the elder one rudely.

“Don’t frighten the young lady,” said his comrade, and speaking to the little girl, added, “he is cross, because he is hungry.”

Reassured, Mary soon set out a table covered with good things, and sat down with her guests.

The younger began to cut a slice of meat when Mary said gently, “Won’t you thank God first?”

Making a significant sign he answered, “I forgot how, for it is scarcely one of my habits. You say grace yourself, little girl.”

Mary seemed surprised, but standing up she said, “Make us truly thankful, O God, for this food which Thou givest us in Thy mercy, for Jesus Christ’s sake, amen.”

When they had satisfied their hunger, the two men asked Mary a great many questions—when she expected her father, and if he had been to the market the day before, etc.

“Aren’t you afraid here, all alone?” asked the younger man. “Suppose some wicked men came here—burglars, for instance?”

“I am not at all afraid,” she answered, looking him full in the face. “God will take care of me. I expect you know the Psalm which says, God will take care of those who trust in him.”

“I cannot say that I know it. How does it go—that Psalm?”

“Here is one verse,” said Mary, “The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him, and delivereth them.”

“And what are the words of the next verse?” he asked, pretending not to see the increasing impatience of his companion.

“O, fear the Lord, ye His saints: for there is no want to them that fear Him. The young lions do lack and suffer hunger; but they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.”

The man began to feel ill at ease. He moved in his chair. Finally, he got up and went over to the window, his companion quickly following him. There, in low tones, they engaged in a conversation which became gradually more excited, until the child heard the younger one say out loud, “I tell you, Thomas, that I will not do it, and if you try to, we shall see which is the stronger.”

Mary heard no more, for the two men went out.

Presently the younger came back to ask Mary her name. “I do not want to forget,” said he, “to say good-bye to you. We will not wait for your father’s return. Perhaps we shall come again another clay.”

He shook hands with her and departed.

“I cannot think where Rover has been all this time,” said Mary to herself, after the two men had gone. She went out to call him, but as he did not come, she came back to the house to spend the afternoon reading.

When her parents came back, she told them of the visit of the two men, and, shortly afterwards they found Rover stretched out dead. Then they knew that the two men were thieves, who had probably learned of some money which the farmer had in the house.

The two burglars did not leave off their evil ways. They were seized and deported to Australia. The older of them died during the voyage, but Jim Smith, the younger, disembarked safely and on account of his good conduct was placed with a farmer who had a sheep ranch. One Sunday he was present at a religious service. The first Psalm that they sang was the one which Mary had repeated.

When the pastor read, “The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him,” Jim’s attention was riveted on him, and his thoughts carried him back to the incident described above. After the service he asked the minister for a copy of the Psalm-book. The minister gave him one, took his address, and sent him a Bible and some tracts, showing the salvation which God in His infinite love, offers to all freely. God used them for His conversion. He remained with the farmer, who was very kind to him, until the end of his sentence. Then he married, prospered, and by his Christian conduct gained the esteem of all.

Messages of God’s Love 7/18/1915

Suddenly Destroyed

STANDING at a street corner, one Lord’s day evening, listening to the old, old story of Jesus and His love, I saw some men laughing and making fun of the speaker. I moved nearer to hear what they were saying.

“It’s all very well if a man is going to die,” remarked one.

“Yes,” laughed another, “I mean to be converted on my death-bed.”

Poor deluded souls! Satan was whispering the old lie, “Time enough yet,” in their ears.

One of the speakers had no death-bed. He started off to work as usual, one windy morning in early spring; several times he went up and down the long ladder, helping in the erection of a building. While busily engaged at the top of the edifice, a sudden gust of wind came, he lost his balance, and fell to the ground. His fellow-workmen rushed to the spot, but only to find the lifeless body of their poor comrade. Great was the anguish of the widow’s heart, as the corpse of her husband was carried into the cottage, but oh who can tell the far greater anguish of a lost soul!

Messages of God’s Love 7/18/1915

Who Takes Care of You?

BABY was only three years old, and, on the day of which I am speaking, as the family was at dinner, and she busy with spoon and fork in hand, her blue eyes were looking round the table, and her little ears listening to all that was said.

“I wish Maggie would make haste home, for we must start soon,” said the mother, looking at the clock.

“Yes,” replied Susie, the elder sister, “for we cannot leave the children only with Ann.”

Baby looked from one to another, and then in her little language said, “Jeser (Jesus) will take care of we.” I forget the answer the mother made, but I often think of the little child’s sentence, and oh! how wish everyone could say the same from the bottom of the heart, “Jesus takes care of me.”

Messages of God’s Love 7/18/1915

Not Satisfied

JUST look at that little miss; she has gathered as many of her toys as she can possibly carry! Her arms are filled, and do you think she is satisfied? Oh no, soon she will want to put them down, and have something else; and as she gets older, she will not want them anymore. She will put childish things away from her, and learn some of the cares of this life. But I trust that such will also learn that there is rest and satisfaction for the soul in believing in the Lord Jesus Christ as the One who has undergone the judgment of God for their sins. Seeing there is no judgment left for them, what rest that gives, and enables them to say, All fear is gone. Then as to circumstances all through the life, the Lord would have us cast all our cares upon Himself, remembering He is ever ordering all things just as He sees is best.

Then in regard to these weary and tired bodies, Scripture tells us, “There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God.” Heb. 4: t.

What a blessing comes to those who accept the Lord Jesus as their Saviour. If you have not accepted Him yet, do so now, dear reader, and satisfaction and rest shall be yours for time and eternity.

“I SHALL BE SATISFIED, WHEN I AWAKE WITH THY LIKENESS.” Psa. 17:15.

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Trusting the Lord

A Christian mother, known to me, has two little girls, one aged nine, the other seven. One evening I was reading the Scriptures with her, and as the children were listening attentively, I said to them, “You know the Lord Jesus may come at any moment, even tonight.” The elder of them crying, answered, “Ah! I do hope Jesus won’t come tonight, for my sins are not forgiven,” begging me to kneel down and pray for her.

Before doing this I asked the younger child how it would be with her should Jesus come. She said, with such a joyful face, “O! Mrs. T., 1 should like to see Him. I wish He would come tonight, for He has forgiven all My sins.”

We then prayed, the elder child crying all the time most bitterly. When we rose from our knees she said, “I am so wicked, 1 am afraid to go to sleep tonight lest Jesus should come and not take me.”. I told her to go up-stairs to her bedroom, and, when she was alone. to tell Him everything that was in her heart. She said she would go, if her little sister would come too, and the two children went together, the little one doing her best to comfort her sister, explaining to her the love of Jesus, and asking her to trust Him.

She is always doing something for Jesus. She writes letters, and puts them under the doors, or in the letter boxes of the houses where she has reason to think the people do not love the Saviour.

Once she felt so very sorry for a man whose life was a wicked one, that she wrote him an earnest little note, and then made so bold as to ask to speak to him of Christ. The man’s life became quite changed after that. She so loves to spread the blessed name of Jesus as far as she can, and writes out verses of Scripture, and drops them on the road, and then prays to the Lord to make the people read them.

This dear child does all this little work quite alone, and does not say a word about these things to anyone.

The mother of my little friend is very poor, and has many trials. One Saturday she was asking God to send them something for Sunday, if He would please to do so, for there was nothing in the house. As the evening grew on she said—

“It’s quite clear God does not intend we should have anything for tomorrow.”

“O, mother,” said the child, “I feel sure He does, for I have asked Him to send us something for a fire, and some money, too.”

A few minutes later the last mail came in, and the postman brought a letter with money in it, and as the mother opened it, her little girl said, “I was sure God would send it.”

Trust Jesus, clear children, trust Him for all your sins, and bring to Him all your needs. The child believed the answer would come in answer to prayer, and God sent it. God is true, and if we go to Him in faith, nothing doubting, He will answer our prayers.

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

The Faithful Barometer

A THRILL of horror and a wave of sympathy swept over the land, when it learned of the wreck of a fishing fleet and the consequent loss of scores of lives through a terrible storm.

Sometime afterwards I was at the village on which the brunt of the storm fell, and where the greatest losses were suffered. I was speaking with an elderly lady, a widow and mother, and happened to pass a remark on the beauty of the ocean that washed the rocks beneath us.

The scene was indeed charming there lay the waters basking in the summer sun, returning a ripple of smile to his radiant beams, and disclosing varied hues and forms that charmed the eye of the spectator. A shudder passed over her frame as she heard my remark.

“Ah,” said she, “there’s no beauty to me in that which is the grave of my dearest. My husband and my bonnie lads lie at the bottom of that water; and not mine alone, for about fifty more from this place were lost in that awful storm.”

A wild, weird, horror-stricken manner gave peculiar pathos to her sad story. That the shock and the anguish of that day should have affected her mind was no wonder to me. What wife and mother could look out on that awful tempest, and calmly witness the frail boats being tossed on the bosom of the angry waves, and driven on the iron-bound coast by the force of the hurricane!

These fragile barks contained their all—husbands, sons, fathers, brothers, breadwinners, companions, lovers—and on the inevitable destruction of such by those raging waters, without possibility of help, had those on shore now to look. A more heartrending spectacle it is impossible to conceive.

“What is so fair to you,” she continued, “has no beauty to me. Fain would I go from what only reminds me of my sorrow—I would hide it from my eyes, but I cannot;” and more in this strain followed till her heart seemed too full to speak.

How awfully real, thought I—and this is life! We live amidst such things—around us are hearts broken, eyes weeping, minds thrown into disorder, a scene of sorrow. I had little to say to her beyond telling of a Home purchased by the death of Jesus for all who trust in Him, where the tears are wiped away to flow no more forever, and then I left her.

Alas, what added to the sorrow of that day was the brave foolhardiness of the men themselves. They went to sea in spite of warning. The barometer suddenly fell as low as it could fall, but the evidences were all against its prediction; the portents of weather were, to the general judgment, most favorable, and hence the blame was laid to the glass. It must be wrong, broken, incorrect, disordered, or false. The men preferred to believe their judgment of the state of the weather rather than the declaration of the barometer. This contempt of its authentic information cost them their lives, and entailed the sorrow above depicted. Alas, alas, why did they not listen to the true and faithful witness as it pointed at “Stormy,” for it had fallen rapidly to 28°? “Ah,” said they, “the fall is too quick to be true.”

But, then, who was to blame? The glass had borne a faithful record, and given a correct prediction of the coming storm. It had done all that it could, but its warning voice was unheeded. “It is wrong and we are right.” said they; yet the opposite was the case. Man was wrong—his thoughts, his judgment was wrong—and the barometer was right.

No new thing in an issue of far greater moment. The divine barometer is set at “Stormy,” predicting a sure and certain destruction for all who venture forth on the deep, despite of warning.

God’s pointer indicates a coming storm, and has steadily and unswervingly fixed itself there since the fall of man. From Enoch who prophesied of the Lord coming to execute vengeance on the ungodly, to the latest writer of the Bible by whom that storm of wrath is so solemnly depicted whose last words tell of the lake of fire —the eternal portion and place of the guilty in all its dread and seething horrors—the divine pointer has unchangeably foretold the doom of the unbelieving and impenitent sinner.

“Impossible,” says stout unbelief, “the evidences are otherwise, God is Love, man is not an immortal being, death closes his existence, the idea of eternal punishment is abominable, and therefore, as we don’t wish it, we don’t believe in it—we will take our own way. The Book must be wrong, and we are right;” and with such reasonings, the sinner launches on the deep.

But the storm is coming!

True, “God is Love,” but God is also Light. True, man is mortal, but Mortality clues not cud his career—he will die, but after this is the judgment. (Heb. 9:27.) A judgment that is eternal, as is the punishment of the sinner.

True, present appearances are against the likelihood of a coming storm—what streams of grace are flowing, what mercies, what wondrous long-suffering but withal the warning finger points at “Wrath to conic,” and come it will.

O! who will make for shore today: Mercy calls. Soon the billows will rise, the winds will beat, the frail bark be wrecked. Children, make for the harbor. Heed the warning. Come, come to Jesus. COME NOW. “Blessed are all they that put their trust in Him.” (Psa. 2:12.)

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Let Go of the Rope

A LAD, on the roof of a high building where several men were at work, was gazing about with apparent unconcern when his foot slipped and he fell. In falling he caught a rope and hung suspended in the air where he could only hold on for a short time. He knew his danger and expected in a few minutes to be dashed to death on the stones below. At this moment a kind and powerful man rushed out of the house and standing beneath him with extended arms, called out, “Let go of the rope, I will catch you.”

“I can’t do it,” said the boy.

“Let go and I promise you won’t be hurt.”

The poor, frightened boy hesitated for a moment, and then let go and dropped easily and safely into the arms of the man.

Here is a simple act of faith. He knew he was in danger of death, he saw that someone was ready to save him, he believed what he said, he let go every other dependence and hope, and dropped right into the arms of his saviour.

“The eternal God is thy refuge and underneath are the everlasting arms.” (Deut. 33:27)

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Jesus, The Saviour

When in my quiet bed I lie,

And mother takes the light away,

Jesus, the Saviour, still is nigh

To hear and help me, if 1 pray.

But He was in a manger laid,

To Him the Jews would give no bed.

A holy child, from morn till night

Jesus obeyed His parents’ will;

But most of all ‘twas His delight

His heavenly Father’s to fulfill.

For this He tarried, for He loved

To act and speak as God Him moved.

So when the time was come He went

With willing steps of God to speak;

And all clay long His strength He spent

To win the lost, and raise the weak;

And gladly give, in place of fear.

The knowledge of a Saviour near.

Brighter and brighter, heavenly grace

At every step shone sweetly out;

Yet sinners of the chosen race

Hated, refused, and cast Him out;

But mercy reached beyond their sin,

And pardon through His blood came in.

He rose; and now He lives to save,

And bless the souls that trust His love;

Faithful to raise them from the grave,

And gather to Himself above;

one shall be lost, for His they are,

He makes each one His loving care.+

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Three Prayers

Which One Suits You?

SOME little girls were;talking to a friend one day about the Lord Jesus, and how to come to Him, when one of them, a little one about eight years old, said, “Every night I pray, ‘Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.’ “

“O! I don’t pray that. I pray, ‘God be merciful to me a sinner,’ “ said Grace, who was two or three years older.

Another little one added softly, “I don’t pray either of those prayers.”

“And what do you pray, Katie?” asked their friend.

“I pray, ‘O, God! I thank Thee that Thou Hast washed me, and made me whiter than snow.’ “

O, dear children, that little prayer made their friend’s heart glad, and what was still better, I think it made the Saviour’s heart glad, riot only to think that a darling child had trusted Jesus and .so had her sins washed away in His own precious blood, but because she came to Him and thanked Him for it.

And now, dear child, I want to ask just YOU, your very own self, which prayer you could pray best, right now? Which one suits you? Do you still have all those sins, those naughty lies, and the times you’ve been cross, and disobeyed mother and father, and all the other naughty things you have done at home and at school (God knows everyone), are all those naughty things still written down in God’s book against you? Are they still all on you like a big black load taking you down into hell?

O, darling child! if this is so, may the Lord show you what a terrible, terrible place you are in. Come to Him, just as you are, right now, with those first little prayers, “God be merciful to me a sinner,” “Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow,” and I am quite sure God will receive you right now, and be merciful to you and wash you whiter than snow; for He says, “Him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out.”

It was not very long ago that Katie came to Him, and today she is lying very, very ill. We none of us expected she would be so sick in such a little while, but, oh! how glad we are that she came to Jesus before. If you could see her face even while she is sick, you would not need to ask her if she was glad, for it almost seems to shine when you speak to her about Jesus.

But how about yourself, dear child, are you going to leave it till it is too late, and lift up your eyes (like the rich man) in hell? or are you going to look to Jesus—come to Him in time? I am quite sure you mean to come in time, but did you ever think that this may be the last chance you will have of coming to Jesus. Perhaps tomorrow, or even tonight may be too late for you, because God says now is the accepted time, NOW is the day of salvation.

But just a little word to those who have already come to Jesus and have had their sins washed away in His own precious blood. I know that many of my readers can take up dear Katie’s prayer and thank God that they are washed and made whiter than snow, but, dear children, do you thank him? or do you so often forget? You have so much to thank Him ‘for, food and clothes and a bed, and so many, many things, such good gifts He has given us. Let us begin at once, and say with the Apostle Paul, “Thanks be unto God for His ,unspeakable Gift.” You will find who that is in John 3:16.

“O give thanks unto the Lord; for lie is good: for His mercy endureth for ever.” (Psa. 136:1.)

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Safety First!

IN a city where a good many of my readers live, my attention has been attracted to a sign which reads, “Safety First.” Sometimes we see it on the front end of street cars, and, too, it is customary to place such a sign near the approaches to all public schools, to warn drivers to be careful of the lives of dear children, and likewise to warn children to be looking out for passing vehicles.

And what mother does not warn her little ones as they leave for school in the morning, to be careful at crossings? It is nice, indeed, to desire to preserve the life which God has given us, but according to Gen. 2:7 God has given every one of us a soul that never dies, and we shall be greatly concerned about “Safety” for eternity as well as “Safety” for time. The only way to be safe for eternity, is to take our place before God as lost and ruined sinners, according to Rom. 3:23, “All have sinned, and come short of the glory of God,” and find shelter under the precious blood of the Lord Jesus Christ, shed at Calvary’s cross.

“In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.” (Col. 1:14.)

“Safe in Christ, the weakest child,

Stands in all God’s favor;

All in Christ are reconciled

Through that only Saviour.

“Safe in Christ! safe in Christ!

He’s their glory ever;

None can pluck them from His hand,

They shall perish never.”

Messages of God’s Love 7/25/1915

Bible Questions for August

Answers to Bible Questions for June

“Behold, I come quickly,” etc Rev. 22: 7.

“Behold, I come quickly,” etc. “ 3:11.

“Behold, He cometh with clouds,” etc. “ 1: 7.

“Behold I come as a thief,” etc. “ 16:15 .

“And behold I come quickly,” etc. “ 22:12.

“But that which ye have,” etc. “ 2:25.

“He which testifieth,” etc. “ 22:20.

Bible Questions for August

The Answers are to be found in Mark.

Write the verse containing the words: “ Because ye belong to Christ.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The wind and the sea obey Him.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ For ye know not.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Ashamed of Me.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The Lord working with them.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Dieth not.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Out of the heart of men.”

Messages of God’s Love 8/1/1915

Jesus Lives! and I Live With Him!

CRUCIFY Him! Crucify Him!’ Aha! Our fathers did well when they said this about Jesus of Nazareth, who deceived our people and claimed to be the Messiah!”

These words were spoken by Adam Silverstone, while his fist came down upon the table with a tremendous crash. What could it be that had so enraged the otherwise quiet man?

The cause of this outbreak was his only little daughter, Deborah, whom, with the full tenderness of a parent’s heart, he loved more than anything else in the wide world. Since death had taken away his dear wife, this little girl was indeed his only remaining comfort. What had Deborah done to arouse him to such anger?

That very evening, as she said goodnight to her father, the little girl had asked, “Papa, do you love the Lord Jesus? He has been so kind to us and has made me so happy!” Her words were prompted by the child’s deep longing to see her father, always now so unhappy and grieved by the loss of her dear mother, cast aside his burden of woe and become as happy as she now was.

While speaking these words, the little girl’s large, dark eyes had gazed into his own with an expression that had deeply touched the father’s heavy heart and yet he had reproved his little daughter and that so sternly that she had wept bitterly with tears that even now burned on his own heart. Much as he loved his dear and only child, his soul was racked with an intense anger that made him exclaim, over and over again in tones of intense bitterness, “Crucify Him! Crucify Him! Crucify Him!” every moment adding to his burning hatred against the One who had now become the deceiver of his little daughter.

How bitterly the poor, misguided man reproached himself for sending the child to the Bucharest Mission School. It had all been brought about by the press of circumstances. Immediately after the death of Deborah’s mother, he had been forced, as representative of the firm by which he was engaged, to take a long journey into a foreign country. What was to be done with his little girl? Where could he find a happy home for the little one, now bereft of a mother’s tender care?

His employer, also an Israelite, but one who lived without regard to the customs of the fathers, had advised him to place his daughter in the care of the teachers at the Mission School, a school without an equal in all Bucharest. Of course, he told the anxious father, it was a Christian school, but, he reasoned, what Deborah might hear and learn there could only be of benefit to her in her future life. “Children,” he concluded, “have very little comprehension of spiritual things and furthermore, what possible harm could there be for any one, in the teachings of a criminal, who had been crucified and had now been dead for almost two thousand years?”

Adam Silverstone had thereupon put his child in the institution, and there she had remained throughout the period of his absence. It had been an hour of terror and bitter disappointment when, upon returning from his long journey, he had found Deborah so deceived by the hateful and shameful Christian doctrines that his soul abhorred. Now it seemed to him as if the Crucified One, Himself, had looked at him through the peculiar expressive gaze of his little daughter’s eyes, and he fell to crucifying Him afresh. She must, the father resolved, be taken out of the school and that immediately, though the action cost her many tears over the leaving of the place, in which she had been so happy.

So the little girl was brought home and soon came the feast of unleavened bread. In Adam Silverstone’s house, it had always been kept with the greatest reverence. For days, his faithful wife, as long as she lived, had seen to it that, from garret to cellar, the whole house was faultlessly clean and orderly. Just before sunset, he, himself, with a brush in one hand and a lighted candle in the other, had always made a tour of every room as he searched closely for any remaining crumbs of leaven.. For Deborah, this had always been a momentous occurrence. It had always been her wont to follow her father everywhere, pointing out crumbs, placed by her mother in many secret places, so that the father might have something to brush up.

This year, also, Adam was to celebrate the sacred feast. The old and sacred custom was to be observed with much show and glitter so that, through the ancient and divinely instituted service of the fathers, the impressions received at the mission school might, if possible, be forever erased from the heart and mind of the little one. On this evening, Adam Silverstone, as head of the house, went on his tour of sacred inspection through the various rooms of the house. Deborah accompanied him, not as heretofore, in glee, but now very quietly and seemingly engrossed in deep meditation. When at last and with great reverence, her father had cast the gathered leaven into the fire, she observed the performance of the ceremony, still wrapped in deep thought. Observing this, her father asked, “What are you thinking about, Deborah?”

The little one looked up and with the same peculiar expression that had struck her father once before, responded, with a manner and intelligence far beyond her age, “Papa, ought not the leaven of our hearts to be put away, too, if we would ever go to heaven?”

The father trembled with fear. “What do you mean?” he asked hastily.

“O!” answered the child, “our hearts are so full of sin. Our teacher at the mission school told us the meaning of ‘the leaven of malice and wickedness,’ but that the Lord Jesus was willing and able to cleanse us from it.”

“Stop!” the father interrupted in a severe tone, “I do not want to hear of these things.”

The child was silenced and deeply displeased. Adam Silverstone turned away, but deep down in his heart a secret voice spoke to him saying, “The child is right. There is certainly a deeper meaning in this custom which has become to the Jews nothing but a mere form. We clean our houses and cooking pots, but how does it look within our hearts?”

Lest Deborah might find the feast too dull, several guests had been invited for the evening. All things were carried out according to the traditions, handed down by the fathers of Israel. The table was prettily decorated with brightly-burning candles, which threw their pure light on the passover-supper. Reverently, the customary four cups of wine were passed around. A cup had also been filled for Elijah the Prophet, and the door stood ajar in case he should come, for Elijah, as the forerunner of the Messiah, was looked for by the Jews with intense longing in their hearts. Now they chanted hymns of praise and again they talked, with hushed voices, of that long-past departure from Egypt. But time passed and, as it had happened so often before, so it was again, Elijah did not come and the salutation at the close of the feast, “Next year at Jerusalem!” sounded less comforting than ever.

Only one sat there with beaming eyes—Deborah. She saw more than the others, so occupied with -types and shadows” and seeking in them the rest that their weary hearts craved. She knew that such expectations were in vain. She knew, too, that the Messiah had come, and with Him and Him only, her heart and mind were engaged. Her father could not keep his eyes away from the child. The voice in his heart told him that his own child had found a source of joy, that was wanting in the dark thoughts of his own troubled soul. Nor did his troubles lighten when, later, he sought the synagogue in order to take his part in the anciently appointed order of the services. That which was read from the “Thora” seemed so dim and vague and far away, and the concluding ceremonies of the feast had only a tiring effect upon his soul, while his heart, hungry with longing for life and light, remained uncomforted and untouched. Mechanically he repeated the words of the reader, “Remember, O God, the soul of my wife, because of the many offerings which I now bring.” But the sure hope of eternal life is not to be bought with earthly gifts of perishable gold, neither could it atone for one who had gone before. Where her soul was, he knew not, and his own was still in the throes of darkness.

Within the heart of Deborah, all was light and joy. How wonderfully happy the motherless child was! She had received Christ as God’s precious, unspeakable gift. Though so very young in years Deborah found that He had become her joy and now, to serve Him was the greatest delight of her grateful heart. Unknown to herself, a quiet influence radiated from her, an influence which, much as he might try to resist, the Christ-hating father was unable to withstand. Even while submitting to her father in his command that she refrain from speaking of Jesus, the blessedness which the dear Friend of Children had bestowed on her, could be seen shining in her very face. The father, intelligent man as he was, could not fail to see that his little daughter possessed something which he did not understand. Yet he was careful to ask no questions, fearing that the hated Nazarene might knock again at the door of his sad heart. Had not the mention of this Name before been the cause of a mighty tumult in his inmost soul? Thus the days passed, in joy for the little girl and in troubled anguish of soul for the father, but God is mighty to save and, through the maze of hatred and doubt that bound fast the tired and groping soul of Adam Silverstone, the Saviour of Souls was reaching out to claim His own.

(To be continued)

He knew no sin, that Holy One,

Yet was made sin for us,

God gave His well beloved Son

To die for sinners thus.

Forsaken, wholly, on the tree,

Unheard His bitter cry,

That we from judgment might be free,

The righteous One must die.

Blood-sprinkled is the mercy-seat,

The throne is satisfied,

Redemption’s work is all complete,

And Christ is glorified.

In righteousness God now can bless

All who His Word believe,

And life eternal they possess

Who Christ, the Son, receive.

Messages of God’s Love 8/1/1915

End of Day

Now the day over,

Night is drawing nigh,

Shadows of the evening

Steal across the sky.

Jesus, give the weary

Calm and sweet repose,

With Thy tend’rest blessing,

May our eyelids close.

The man in our picture is slowly wending his homeward way after a hard day’s work in the sun. We may expect that when he reaches the pleasant little white house in the distance, his family will be glad to see him, and a good supper is ready for him. We hope he will thank the Father of all mercies for the many blessings He daily bestows. You know it is God who makes the plants to grow. He sends the rain and sunshine, “for the earth, which drinketh in the rain that cometh oft upon it, and bringeth forth herbs meet for them by whom it is dressed, receiveth blessing from God.” Heb. 6:7.

“Praise God from whom all blessings flow,

Praise Him all creatures here below.”

“PRAISE YE THE LORD. BLESSED IS THE MAN THAT FEARETH THE LORD, THAT DELIGHTETH GREATLY IN HIS COMMANDMENTS.” Psa. 112:1.

Messages of God’s Love 8/8/1915

I Hope So

ARE you ready for eternity? “I hope so!” Are your sins forgiven? “I hope so!”

Too often “I hope so” is merely a polite way of putting off giving a direct answer to a question too little liked. Sometimes it expresses the true state of a heart which dares not, yet longs to say, “I am sure!”

Let us get to close quarters, dear reader, for sooner or later to close quarters you must come with death and with eternity. Are you ready? Are you now, this moment, prepared for eternity, being fit for meeting God? Not fit in yourself, for that you never will be, but fit because Christ has made you so, because He has washed you from your sins in His own blood. It is impossible to be more fit than Christ makes us. If He has washed us from our sins in His own blood, it is He who has done this great work, and by His blood alone, which was shed for us on the cross. The work is perfect.

“I hope so!—nay, I believe, I am sure!” said a young man to us the other day. He had hoped for a long time, but as the Scriptures were presented to him, he set aside his questionings, and took God’s word as God utters it, and accordingly became sure. He had at last “set to his seal that God is true.” ( John 3:33.)

Are you ready for eternity? Do you answer, “I am, by God’s grace. My sins are forgiven me for His name’s sake”? (see 1 John 2:12).

Messages of God’s Love 8/8/1915

Jesus Lives and I Live With Him

(Continued)

One day little Deborah fell suddenly ill. A severe case of pneumonia attacked her. The physician was called but gave little hope of recovery. Rapidly her strength decreased and the pain at times was very great, yet she bore it all with astonishing patience. In her hours of consciousness, she was bright and quite happy. The sorrowing father spent every spare moment at the bedside of this little daughter now so rapidly slipping away from him. Now, seeing that she would soon be gone from him, he would have liked to ask hundreds of questions about the very things of which he had commanded her not to speak. It was evident that the child was much occupied with heavenly things. Indeed, it seemed as if she belonged no more to earth, but had already entered the glory which she longingly anticipated. At times she would clasp her wasted hands and say, “How beautiful! How beautiful!” and her eyes beamed with the radiance of divine light.

Once, when she looked radiant with joy. her father could refrain no longer and asked in wonder, “How is it that you are so happy, my darling?”

“Because the Lord Jesus lives!” was her simple answer. The father had no response to make. What could he say? Could the imaginations of a feverish mind produce such language in the hour of death? Impossible! Here, Life was triumphing over death! When the end drew nearer, the sad father asked his child whether she had yet a wish or desire on her heart. “Yes, dear father, I wish you knew the Lord Jesus and then—and then —I wish so much to see my teacher once more, to tell her I am going to the Lord Jesus.”

How could he refuse the last wish of his dying child? Immediately the teacher of the mission school was notified of the desire of her former pupil, and soon afterward she entered the little room. A flash of joy came over the face of the sufferer as she saw her friend come in. The teacher caressed her tenderly, sitting down at the bedside and telling her of the blessed portion that awaited her in the Saviour’s presence. “Are you not afraid of death?” she asked tenderly among other things.

The child shook her head.

“And why not?”

“Because I am one of His little lambs. Please, Miss,” she added, “will you sing the hymn that I love so much?”

The teacher nodded and then the tones of a precious hymn sounded through the quiet sickroom.

Deeply touched, Adam Silverstone stood silently at the foot of the bed and listened to the song. He was not able to resist further, the sweet influence of the despised Nazarene. In the dark hours of this sore trial, his heart had been softened and now it opened to receive that which alone could lift its weary burden. After the teacher had gone, Deborah beckoned her father to come near. When he bent down to her she whispered, seeing the tears in his eyes, “You must not weep for me, father, for the Lord Jesus is only taking me to Himself in heaven. He has died for me and is risen again. I shall be always with Him and, dear papa, you will come, too, won’t you? Then we shall all be together once more?”

“But, mamma?” asked the father in a trembling voice.

At this, the child, with a last effort of her remaining strength, threw her arms around her father’s neck and whispered, “Mamma believed in Jesus. I found a New Testament hidden away down at the bottom of her sewing basket and she has marked some verses for us.”

About an hour later, dear little Deborah sank sweetly to sleep in the arms of her father. “Put to sleep through Jesus,” her liberated soul had left the tender vessel to enter its heavenly rest. On the pale face, could be seen the reflection of the dawning light of another world, which shone into her soul while still in the “Valley of the Shadow of Death.” A beam of its heavenly promise entered, with its comfort, into the soul of the bereaved father, who kneeling in tears of sorrow, mourned for this second loved one gone before.

So little Deborah passed away, and the poor, lonely man left behind, was much pitied by others. He appeared strangely comforted, for he was now beginning a new life. At the request of his darling child, he turned with all his heart to the One, who alone can comfort. He found his wife’s Testament and it became his most precious inheritance. The words, marked by his wife’s hand, were these, “Because I live, ye shall live also.” They became to Adam Silverstone the key to the mystery of the person and work of the Lord Jesus Christ. He found Jesus to be the true Messiah, the King of Israel, but, more than that, he began to understand that His coming to earth had had a far greater object in view than the restoration of the Jewish Kingdom. With deep sorrow he lamented the fact that his own people had rejected the Blessed One and nailed Him to the cross. Still more humbly, it was shown to him that he, too, had had part in this awful crime. Had he not quite recently and in the blind hardness of his heart, repeated the cry, “Crucify Him! Crucify Him!”? But though he deeply felt his own guilt and that of his people, he also saw that, by faith in the redeeming love of Christ in giving Himself a ransom for many, his sins were forgiven.

He saw the wonderful fact that “Christ died for our sins.” “He was raised again for our justification.” Being justified by faith, he now knew he had peace with God.

Soon after this he stood by the graves of his loved ones whom he knew to be in the glory. Here, in the place of death, eternal joys entered into his soul, so that with overflowing heart, he was able to say, “Jesus lives, and I live with Him!”

Messages of God’s Love 8/8/1915

Pleasures Forevermore

There is a narrow path

Which leads to joys untold,

And children who are walking there

Shall Jesus’ face behold.

The way of peace it is,

nd happiness, to those

Who know the Saviour, Jesus Christ,

And in His love repose.

His presence by the way

Makes their poor hearts rejoice;

And much they long for that bright morn

When they shall hear His voice.

With patient hope they wait

His blessed face to see,

When they will sing, in sweetest songs,

His praise who set them free,

This joy may all be yours,

If you by faith now look

Upon the blessed Lamb of God,

Who our transgressions took.

Messages of God’s Love 8/8/1915

I'm Ready to Go

On returning home from Gospel preaching recently, the western sky was suddenly illuminated, indicating the destruction of property close at hand, by fire.

Our little son of seven years, said, “O mamma, I wish the Lord Jesus would come right now and take us to heaven. I’m ready to go, for I believe in the Lord Jesus as my Saviour.”

Do you know, dear reader, that fire in the Word of God, speaks of judgment?

We read in Genesis 19:24, “Then the Lord rained upon Sodom and Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the Lord out of heaven.”

This occurred over nineteen hundred years before the Lord Jesus Christ went to Calvary’s cross, and there bore our sins in His own body, and now it has been nearly nineteen hundred years since that wondrous event The Word of God tells us, “The heavens and the earth, which are now, by the same word are kept in store, reserved unto fire against the day of judgment and perdition of ungodly men.”

Also, “The heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat, the earth also and the works that are therein shall be burned up.”

Dear young readers, is there not a voice of warning in all this?

“God is not a man, that He should lie; neither the son of man, that He should repent: bath He said, and shall He not do it? or hath He spoken, and shall He not make it good?”

Have you taken your place as a sinner before God, and accepted His remedy for sin—his dear Son who gave Himself a sacrifice on the cross? If so, you can say, like the little boy, “I’m ready to go,” and the fire of God’s judgment will never touch you.

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A Child's Prayer

O Lord, to Thee I bend the knee,

And lift my heart and voice to Thee:

Hear what a child can say;

For though Thou art the Lord most high,

Thy Word has said that Thou art nigh

Where those who fear Thee pray.

I come to Thee, for Thou art love;

It is in Thee I live and move,

And all I have is Thine;

I thank the love and care that sends

My health and strength and food and friends,

And I may call Thee mine.

I ought to seek Thee day by day,

I ought to praise, I ought to pray,

I ought to read Thy Word;

I ought to pray, I wish I could;

I ought to praise, but when I would

I do not. Help me, Lord.

I prize the grace which sent Thy Son

To die for sins that I have done:

To Him my faith would look.

Grant for His sake the strength I need:

My sins of word and thought and deed—

Oh, blot them from Thy book.

While here on earth, I wait Thy will;

Ch guard, and guide, and bless me still,

And hear me when I cry;

Then, when my days on earth are past,

My soul shall dwell with Thee at last,

To praise Thee in the sky.

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Feeding Her Pets

SEE how many pets little Winnie has. She is just feeding them. Rover and Tabby are watching Bunny take his dinner from the dish in her hand. The birds are flying over to a place where they can see and play with Winnie and her little pets. She leaves the cage door open and the birds know that she wants them to come out.

Will Tabby try to catch and kill the birds when Winnie is not watching them? Will Rover run after the timid little rabbit and frighten him? Will Rover and Tabby fight about the food Winnie gives them to eat? Oh, no! they all love her so much, they would not do anything that makes her sad.

There is some One who loves us with a greater love than the love Winnie has for her pets. It is God, and we read in His Word that “ Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” (John 15: 13.)

Then how much we should love Him. Do we think about this great love and try each day to do that which is pleasing to Him? In this way we can show the love that is in our heart for God; as Winnie’s pets showed their love by doing that which they knew would please her.

Jesus said, “I came down from heaven, not to do Mine own will, but the will of Him that sent Me.” John 6:38.

“THIS IS MY COMMANDMENT, THAT YE LOVE ONE ANOTHER, AS I HAVE LOVED YOU.” John 15:13.

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Christ

Of Him the Scriptures speak,

His worth, and work, and ways;

His wondrous grace, His matchless love,

Calling for ceaseless praise.

John 5:39.

To Him, the Christ of God,

All prophets witness sound;

That in His precious, peerless name

Pardon and life are found.

Acts 10:43

By Him all that believe

Are justified and free;

Their sins were all on Jesus laid,

On Calv’ry’s awful tree.

Acts 13:38, 39

In Him accepted now,

All His in favor stand;

Nor condemnation ever dread,

Safe hid within His hand.

Eph. 1:6.

With Him the countless throng

Of blood-washed ones shall dwell,

And through a long eternity

His praise their song shall swell.

1 Thess 4:17.

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The Broken Lamp

MY boy, E., coming home from school at lunch time the other day, was accompanied by another boy, H. R. They were throwing stones, when E. accidentally broke one of the street lamps. He ran home with all speed, with a very red, guilty face, thinking that everyone was looking at him, and that the police would be after him. He told his mother what he had done. When I came home I was told, and of course sought to show E. how wrong and dangerous it was to throw stones near lamps and houses, and that the best thing for him to do was to go to the gasworks, after he got out of school, and tell the clerk what he had done, and see how much he would have to pay for breaking the lamp. He could scarcely take any dinner, and was asking all sorts of questions, fearing that the police would come to the school. He had a guilty conscience, and was very unhappy, because he had done wrong: he feared the law because he had broken it.

When he left school, he went to the gasworks and saw the manager, and told him what he had done, and how it had happened, and that he was sorry, and desired to pay for the damage he had done to the lamp. The manager told him to come back on the morrow. This he did, and the manager said, as he had come and confessed what he had done, that he would be forgiven. This made E. happy and bright again; there was no more fear of the police.

The best way in all such cases is to confess the fault, and then, whatever the result, there will be a clear conscience and a happy spirit.

This little incident seems to me to teach a great lesson. You have sinned against a holy God, broken His laws, and done many naughty things, and your conscience condemns you. You feel unhappy, and dread meeting God on account of your sins, and you rightly fear that you will be punished for your sins. You fear death, too, for you know that after death is the judgment, and then all the evil things you have thought, said, and done, would come out before God.

Now, listen, for I have good news for you. God, who loved sinners, though He hated their sins, in grace “gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” God is now righteous in forgiving and blessing every sinner who comes owning his sins and need. Do not try to cover up or hide your sins from God; this you can never do—He has seen and knows all; but just come to Him and tell Him all; confess your sins, and God will forgive you, and you will have peace and joy. He will forgive you, for He delights to, and can righteously do so because His only beloved Son, Jesus Christ, who did no sin, died for sinners, and that precious blood which was shed cleanseth us from all sin.

“If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” (1 John 1:8, 9.)

God’s perfect love to us casteth out all fear. To you who know His forgiveness He says, “Go, and sin no more.” “I acknowledge my sin unto Thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord; and Thou forgavest the iniquity of my sins.” (Psa. 32:5.)

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A Solemn Warning

LITTLE George M. was twelve years of age, and being of an amiable disposition, and ever full of fun and glee, he became a favorite in the Sunday school. His teacher loved George, whose winsome manner and open countenance were very taking, and as the little boy listened Sunday after Sunday to the word of truth, which she taught, he seemed much impressed with the solemnity of its meaning. But soon, alas! the fear of the end of sinners, and the sense of the need of salvation, were forgotten, for George was but a wayside hearer.

One Sunday, as tickets for a children’s tea-meeting were being given out, George said to his teacher, “Do I deserve to have one, for I do not want one unless I deserve it?”

His teacher told him the ticket was a gift, and was not granted because he deserved it. “And by this,” she added, “you may learn of the gift of God, eternal life, given to all who receive Christ, who died for sinners and rose again.”

Georgie, we need not say, took the ticket as a gift, for he was glad to go to the Sunday school treat; but would he care to have the gift of God—eternal life?

“No, another day,” he murmured. Thus weeks and months passed away, and still he remained indifferent to the call of God.

About this time a great many children at the Sunday school where he went confessed Christ, and among them were two of George’s companions. These boys persuaded him to accompany them to the weeknight Bible class, but, sad to say, he only went to mock.

On the following Sunday he came to school, and it seemed that the Spirit of God was striving with him, for his attention was marked, and he joined in singing the last hymn, heard the closing prayer, and with a thoughtful countenance walked with his companions to listen to some open-air preaching.,

However, while the servant of God was speaking, George stood mocking and throwing dust in the air, upon which the preacher turned towards him, and, pointing with his finger, said, “If that boy knew he might be a corpse a week from today, he would not mock at God’s message now.” Upon hearing these words the guilty boy walked away, but that was the last invitation to salvation he ever heard.

On the following Sunday his seat was vacant. His teacher called at his house after school was over to inquire for him, but it was too late, for at the very time the school doors were closed that Sunday afternoon, George had then passed into eternity. On the Friday previous to his death he had taken cold, inflammation had set in, he had become unconscious, and remained so until he died.

Dear boys, do not put off your solemn feelings about eternity until tomorrow, for tomorrow it may be too late. “Now is the accepted time, now is the day of salvation.”

Messages of God’s Love 8/15/1915

Safe

In Holland the ground is so flat and low that at times the sea has rushed in over parts of it, and destroyed whole towns. In one of these floods, about two hundred years ago, more than twenty thousand people were drowned. In some of the towns that were flooded, not a creature survived. In other parts, hundreds of people were out in boats, trying to save as many lives as possible, and on a little bit of an island, what do you think they found? Why, an old cradle, with a baby asleep in it, and an old cat curled up at her feet, all safe and sound.

Where the little voyagers came from, and to whom they belonged, no one could tell., But in memory of them, this little island was called “Kinderclyde,” or “Child-dyke,” and it goes by that name to this day. This story is told to thousands of little people all over Holland, as a remarkable instance of God’s providence.

Dear children, your young lives are surrounded, too, by danger and death on all sides, but, watched over and cared for by God, who is love, you are as safe as that sleeping babe. Trusting in the Lord Jesus as your Saviour, the waters of death can never reach your soul. Trust Him now!

“Blessed are all they that put their trust in Him.” (Psa. 2:12.)

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Where Is He?

HAVE you asked God to make your mother better?” I said to a dear little boy—our next door neighbor—this morning. The child looked up hopefully and trustingly into my face and asked, “Where is He?”

“Just up there beyond that blue sky He lives,” I said, “and He loves children to ask Him things,” I added.

“How will I get up there?” the child continued.

Then I explained to him how God could see him, though he could not see God, and He could hear him speak.

O, dear children, thank God that you are taught about God and His beloved Son, our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, whom to believe in is to know God as our Father.

“This is life eternal, that they might know Thee, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom Thou hast sent.” ( John 17:3.)

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Who Is Coming?

WHAT are they looking at—dear kind Mamma and bright baby boy? Why do they look so happy? Do you not think they are watching for Papa as he comes back at supper time after a long day’s work?

We like to have Papa come home in the evening and take the little ones on his knee. Sometimes he brings us candy or something else we like. Sometimes he plays with us and tells us beautiful Bible stories. He is kind and good to us and we love him. So we look forward with pleasure to his return at the close of the day.

But there is some One else for whom some of us are looking. Do you know Who it is? The old as well as the young —all who love Him—are looking for Jesus to come.

Jesus loved us so much that He left His happy home above and came to this poor. wicked world. He came to die for us that our sins might be washed away in His precious blood. And when He loves us so much, He cannot be satisfied to live without us. So He has gone back to heaven to prepare a place for us. And soon He is coming to take us to His heavenly home, so that He can have us with Him all the time, for ever and ever.

Papa’s kindness and all the good things he gives us, make us love him and always glad to see him.

Because Jesus has done so much for us and gives us so many good things to enjoy—because He loves us so much—we love Him too, and want Him to come.

Sometimes we are so busy at our work and play that we forget it is time for Papa to come home.

Just so we may be thinking so much about other things that we forget to watch for our Saviour.

Let us be always watching, “for yet a little while, and He that shall come will come, and will not tarry.” (Heb. 10:37.) We don’t know whether it will be in the morning or in the evening, during the day or in the night, that Jesus will descend into the clouds and catch us up to meet Him in the air.

And we must not think it may be months or years before He comes, for it may be today or tonight. He wants us to be always watching and ready.

“THE END OF ALL THINGS IS AT HAND; BE YE THEREFORE SOBER, AND WATCH UNTO PRAYER.” 1 Peter 4:7.

Messages of God’s Love 8/22/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 145. 2 Samuel 19.

David’s Return to Jerusalem

JOAB had no sympathy with David’s sorrow for the death of Absalom. He spoke very unkindly to the king and threatened him with Israel’s desertion if he (David) did not go and speak to the people and show them that he appreciated their loyalty to him in this rebellion.

David could not forget his poor, wicked son, but he knew that he must take new courage, for there was much for him to do; so he listened to Joab and arose and sat by the gate, and the people came to him, glad to see him again. The men of Judah came to bring him home to Jerusalem, for they loved him greatly. So he made ready, appointing Amasa, his nephew, captain instead of Joab, and went over Jordan. Many of his faithful ones came there to meet him, and brought a ferry-boat to carry his family and household goods across the river. Ziba came, with his servants and his sons, not through love for his king, but through policy. Shimei came too. He was humble now, and asked David to forgive him his wicked words and cursing. David said he should not die. It was much more kingly to forgive this transgression than to avenge it. How like God who meets the sinner who confesses his sin with a perfect pardon. What grace! Abishai and Joab wanted Shimei killed, but David rebuked them and declared he would not spoil his victory by a revenge.

Mephibosheth also came to meet the king who was nearing Jerusalem. During David’s absence from the city, this devoted heart had mourned his lord so that he cared not enough to take care of himself, and showed by his whole bearing he had no sympathy with Absalom’s rebellion against his father. What Ziba had said of him was not true; but David had believed this wicked servant, and now asked Mephibosheth why he had not gone with him. Mephibosheth related how his servant had basely slandered him, while he had nothing but deepest gratitude and love for David. “My father’s house,” he said, “were but dead men before my lord the king; yet didst thou set thy servant among them that did eat at thine own table? What right, therefore, have I yet to cry any more unto the king?” Whether David quite believed Mephibosheth, it is doubtful and hardly knowing what 16 do, he told him to divide the land with Ziba to whom David had given it. But Mephibosheth cared nothing about the land; all he wanted was to be with David, and he answered, “Let him take all, forasmuch as my lord, the king, is come again in peace unto his own house.” Surely David had done much for this poor crippled son of Jonathan’s and Mephibosheth had cause to be devoted.

He is a fine picture of the believer who hopes and waits for his Lord’s coming. Our blessed Lord has done far more for us and at what a cost! Shall we be less loving, less devoted to Him than to an earthly benefactor? Can we, who are saved by His death, find our pleasure with those who have rejected Him? Shall we not rather by separation from it show a Christ-rejecting world that our affections are for our absent Lord and Saviour?

Barzillai, the old man who had brought the king such stores of provisions in the wilderness, came also to rejoice with him on his return. The king wanted him to go up with him to Jerusalem, but he said he was too old to go, and asked the king to take Chimham in his place, which he did. Then the king kissed and blessed Barzillai and they parted. Thus did David return to Jerusalem, and the people again gave him willing obedience, for they loved him.

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Ready

ONE bright,, wintry afternoon, whilst walking along a very quiet road, I noticed in front of me several lads who were singing a song, the chorus of which was this:-

“Are you ready, boys? are you ready, boys? Ready now, aye, ready?”

They were walking quickly, and the sound of their voices was soon lost to my ears; but the question kept repeating itself to my own heart over and over again—

“Are you ready, boys? are you ready, boys? Ready now, aye, ready?”

and I wondered of what they were singing. Probably it was some sea-song, the refrain asking if all were ready to start on some trip or voyage. But the words of their chorus reminded me very forcibly of events which must happen soon, and for which all should be ready.

Are YOU ready, dear young reader? Ready for what? you may say. Ready to hear the shout of that blessed One, the Lord Jesus Christ, who is coming again very soon to take all those who are ready to be with Himself for ever. (Math. 25: 10.) “And they that were ready went in with Him to the marriage: and the door was shut.”

You may say, “I should like to be ready, but what will make me so?” Nothing but the blood of Jesus Christ, God’s Son, which cleanseth us from all sin. (1 John 1:7.) Sin cannot enter into the presence of God, but Jesus has borne the judgment of God against sin “in His own body on the tree,” and has made a way right into the ‘glory above. “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” All your sins will be washed away, and you will then be “Ready now, aye, ready,” when He comes again.

A dear girl, who was greatly troubled about her sins, had heard that Jesus was coming to take all His own to be with Him forever, and knew she was not ready. The thought so troubled her that she could not rest. Her mother, who did not know the Lord Jesus as her Saviour, said to her one day, “What is the matter with you, my girl? Why are you looking so miserable?” The poor girl replied, “O, mother, we are none of us saved in this house, And I don’t know if the Lord has come, and I shall not know until I get into town to-morrow, for I don’t know any Christians here in the village.”

Her distress was real, for she knew she was not ready, she knew her friends were not ready; and if the Lord had come, she knew all who rejected the Lord Jesus would be left behind. LEFT BEHIND for what? For the “wrath to come”; for the judgment of “the great white throne,” and for “the lake of fire, which is the second death.” (Rev. 20:11-15.)

O, dear boys and girls, these are realities —no fiction, no lie, but the truth of the living God, who cannot lie. May He give you to think now, while this is yet the day of His grace, and to ponder in your hearts the words, “Are you ready?”; for, “Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” If you are not ready do not delay; to-morrow may be too late, and you may be left behind.

“If you take the loving Saviour now,

Who for sinners once did die,

When He gathers His own

In that bright home,

Then you’ll be there and I.”

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Letters from Our Young Friends

THE following extracts from letters may prove of interest to the dear young readers of “ Messages of Love,” being written by three young people who have found out for themselves what a Saviour Jesus is:

One says, “I can say I am saved, because I know Jesus took my sins to the cross, and bore them in my stead, and all I have to do is to rest upon the finished work.

“Please ask God to make me faithful and to be watching for Jesus to come again.”

“I am very happy, trusting in the finished work of Christ,” says another. .”1 have been living and working for Jesus since last June, and am so pleased to reply to your letter.

“ ‘For I was lost and vile, indeed,

To sin a willing prey,

Till God in mercy interposed,

And turned my night to day.’

“And what a sweet thing to know that we are safe in the Everlasting Arms, simply waiting for Him to come and take us to be with Himself above, and to be like Himself.”

“The Lord in His love called me from darkness to light, first by showing me my sinfulness, and then by revealing Himself as my Saviour,” is the testimony of a third.

“O, I do trust that He will keep me sitting at His feet, and following in His footsteps. This is my desire,

“ ‘Naught naught I count as pleasure,

Compared, O Christ, with Thee;

Thy sorrows without measure,

Earned peace and joy for me.’

“I can find no word better to express what I feel.”

May each dear young reader re-echo these words, and be able to say, “Jesus is mine.”

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Come to Jesus

COME to Jesus, come away,

In the morning of your day;

Night is coming, death is nigh,

To the Saviour’s bosom fly.

Come to Jesus, at His call—

He has sent for one and all:

He invites you, hark, ‘tis He!

“Little children, conic to Me.

“I became a babe for you,

Suffered shame and sorrow too;

Died for sins on Calvary’s tree,

That you all might come to Me.

“Father’s love, nor mother’s care,

Never can with Mine compare:

With Mine that flows so rich and free,

To all that early come to Me.

“My arms and heart can all receive,

My hands have blessings full to give:

My home in heaven the home shall be

Of every child that comes to Me.”

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Build Upon the Rock

THESE children are playing in the sand. How happy and free from care they look. They can mould the sand into any shape, and many pleasant hours are spent here. How delighted baby is with what brother and sister make for its amusement. The little one is much pleased to break down the little castle made near the flower-pot. How easily broken it is! There is no foundation. Long ago in the days when castles were built, a rock was chosen for a strong fortress. So it is now, a good builder would not build a house on the sand.

The sand may be used for play houses, but a house to live in must have a good foundation. Now, children, this world is just like shifting sand. Nothing is stable and can be depended upon. Riches can take wings and fly away in a night. So there is no good foundation to be found except on the Rock. That rock is Jesus. He is the shelter in the time of storm. Neither is there salvation in any other.

Dear child, build on that Rock at once, while it is yet the day of grace.

Oh, build upon the Rock,

The only sure foundation,

On Christ alone, the Cornerstone,

The Rock of our salvation.

“It fell not; for it was founded upon a rock.” Math. 7:25.

“O COME, LET US SING UNTO THE LORD; LET US MAKE A JOYFUL NOISE TO THE ROCK OF OUR SALVATION.” Psalm 95:1.

Messages of God’s Love 8/29/1915

Bible History

CHAPTER 146. 2 Samuel 21.

The Gibeonites Avenged

ANOTHER rebellion against David arose when a wicked man named Sheba induced Israel to follow him. David sent Amasa, his new captain, to take him. Joab, however, followed him and slew him through jealousy, and went to a city called Abel where Sheba had established himself, and besieged it. A wise woman looked over the wall and asked Joab why he wished to destroy a city of Israel. When she heard that Joab only wished to find the wicked man who had lifted his hand against the king, she promised that Sheba’s head should be thrown to him over the wall. Then she went to the people who willingly delivered the culprit, whose head was thrown to Joab. The captain was satisfied, blew his trumpet to call his men, and they retired from the city and returned to the king.

About this time, God sent a famine upon the land of Israel, which continued for three years. David knew there must be a reason for this, and inquired of the Lord the reason for it. What a lesson for the Christian to inquire of the Lord the reason for every trial in his pathway. God told David why it was. “It is for Saul, and for his family, because-he slew the Gibeonites.”

The Gibeonites were those people of Canaan who, in the time of Joshua, had behaved so deceitfully that they might persuade the Israelites to make peace with them. And Joshua and the children of Israel, without consulting the Lord, did make peace with them, and promised not to destroy, but to allow them always to live among the people of Israel. But Saul had broken his solemn promise, and had slain some of these Gibeonites. This displeased God. and caused Him to punish the land by famine.

When David knew why the famine was sent, he determined directly to put away the sin which had called for God’s chastisement. He sent to the Gibeonites and said, “What shall I do for you? and wherewith shall I make the atonement that ye may bless the inheritance of the Lord?” The Gibeonites made answer, “We will have no silver nor gold of Saul, nor of his house. Neither for us shalt thou kill any man in Israel, but let seven sons of the man who consumed us be delivered unto us and we will hang them before the Lord in Gibeah of Saul.”

David promised to do as the Gibeonites required, but he spared Mephibosheth the son of Jonathan, because of the Lord’s oath that was between them—between David and Jonathan, Saul’s son. But the king took seven men of the house of Saul and delivered them up; the Gibeonites hung them on the hill, and the seven of them fell together. Then Rizpah, the mother of two of them, took sackcloth, and spread it on the rock, and there she sat watching the dead bodies of her sons and mourning over them. She suffered neither the birds to rest on them by day, nor the beasts by night. David heard what Rizpah had done, and no doubt pitied her and felt for her; and he showed all the honor he could to Saul’s family by gathering their bones and burying them, with the bodies of the others that were hanged, in the sepulcher of Kish, father of Saul, in the country of Benjamin. After this the famine was stayed from the land.

And now, what can be learned from this sad story? It shows what a solemn thing it is to have to do with God. The Israelites had lightly promised the Gibeonites to retain them in their midst contrary to God’s command. Saul, in a moment of zeal which was not for God, had broken this promise made in the name of the Lord, and killed a great many of them. Could a righteous God pass over such dishonor. Though full of grace and love, He cannot pass over sin, because He is holy. He fully proved both of these characters at the cross of Christ. Because of His love and grace, He sent Jesus to die in our place, and because of His holiness, He had to punish Him. We deserved death, Christ died for us. Saul’s sin was visited upon his children, but our sins, thanks be to God, have been borne by Jesus, that we might go free.

Messages of God’s Love 8/29/1915

Do Not Close Your Eyes

I AM sure you boys and girls who read this paper know right well the story in the Old Testament of the bitten Israelites and the brazen serpent; how Moses, at God’s command, made that serpent of brass, and hoisted it upon a pole, that those who were bitten by the fiery serpents might “look and live.”

I was telling this story very simply to some little friends of mine, and I asked a little boy among them if he thought there were any there, even among the youngest, who would not be able to see this serpent in the camp of Israel. His simple answer was, “No, unless they closed their eyes to it.”

These were solemn words, although they fell from the lips of a little boy. This serpent of brass was indeed lifted up in their midst, so that they might “look and live”; but what if they closed their eyes, and would not look, and so did not see? Alas! then nothing but death was before them.

Perhaps those who closed their ears and hearts to that wonderful message, “Look and live,” thought that it was too simple, too easy a way to be cured of such a deadly bite; but, then, nothing but certain death was before them, for it was only as many as looked who lived.

Now, for a moment, turn to John 3:14, 15, and you will read of One of whom the serpent of brass lifted up was but a faint picture. God’s well-beloved Son has been lifted up on the shameful cross for poor sinners who were ready to perish, lost and guilty. Many times He has been held up as the only Saviour, the only Refuge, the only Escape from the terrible consequences of sin.

Have you looked in faith to Him? Have you that eternal life which is given to those who believe? Often, it may be, your lost condition in the sight of a holy God has been put before you, your danger and your need. Have you believed that it is indeed all true? or have you closed your eyes to it? Open your eyes now, and look to Christ; open your ears now, and believe His message; and open your heart, and let that precious Saviour, now glorified, enter with all the blessings He so longs to bestow upon you.

The dear little boy of whom I told you did look to Jesus, because he felt his need; and he was fit for God’s presence, and he had eternal life given to him. Let it not be said of you that you closed your eyes to that once uplifted Saviour, and that you closed your ears and heart to all His offers of grace and mercy.

Messages of God’s Love 8/29/1915

Only Trust

ONE day I saw a little girl of twelve years lying in one of the beds of a hospital, and I asked her, “Do you love the Lord Jesus?’

“No,” she said, “but I want to very much.”

“Why?” I enquired, and her reply was—

“Because I am a sinner. I have tried to be good, but I do want to come to Him, and to love Him.”

“Well, dear,” I said, “think for a few moments of these two verses: ‘God bath laid on Him the iniquity of us all,’ and `His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree.’ Now, if God laid your sins on the Lord Jesus, and He bore them, where are they?”

“Well,” she said, very slowly, “if God put them on Jesus, and He bore them, I can’t bear them too.”

“No, dear,” I answered, “but let us look at it like this: God hated sin. He could not look upon it, and must punish it, but the Lord Jesus loved little Emily, and bore her sins and her punishment instead of her, upon the cross.”

She looked up so brightly, and said, “Is that what trust or believe means? Then I do trust, and will give Him my heart now, and try to be good.”

But you must leave off trying to be good, and only believe or trust the Lord, and He will give you power to be good after you have truly trusted Him.”

She waited a moment before speaking. and then said, “1S that really all? I want Finn to take my heart now. I do trust Him.”

I think little Emily, then and there, really .put her trust in the Lord Jesus, her Saviour; and to you, dear children, who feel your need of the Saviour, I would say, come to Him, as Emily did, in all your sins, for Ile will save you. Take your place before God as a sinner, and ask Him to show you the Lord Jesus on the cross bearing our sins. “He that believeth on the Son bath everlasting life.”. ( John 3:36.) The Lord Jesus shed His precious blood for sinners, and all who trust Him have their sins washed away, and are made whiter than the snow.

Messages of God’s Love 8/29/1915

Jesus Loves Me

“Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, shall in nowise enter therein.” (Luke 17:18.)

ONE cold morning, a boy, looking miserable and ragged, was seen in the street of a large city. A gentleman, in passing, was struck with his hungry appearance and abject looks. After a few questions had been asked and answered, the promise of food and shelter for the day induced the boy to consent to attend a Sunday school not far off, though the condition that he should learn what was given him was not so attractive to him. Poor fellow! He had never known a mother’s love, and his father was a drunkard, and paid little heed to him.

The story which he now heard of Jesus and His love came to him as a new and wonderful thing—he had never heard of it before. Gradually the light shone into his soul, and it became evident to all around that Willie was indeed one of Jesus’ little ones. He carried such a well-spring of happiness with him that even his miserable home seemed brighter. One evening he sat singing to himself,

“I am so glad that Jesus loves me!”

“Stop that!” roared his father, and Willie was silent, but soon, with the forgetfulness of a child, began again,

`I am so glad—”

This time he was ordered to bed and, though he went quietly enough, the words kept ringing in his head, “Jesus loves me,” and he felt he could not be unhappy now that he knew that was true. In the middle of the night he was awakened by hearing his name called, “Willie, Willie, sing that again!” Could it be a dream? No; there sat his father beside his bed. So Willie sat up and sang the hymn.

“Is it all true, Willie?”

“Quite true, father. Jesus died for you and me, so He must love us.”

“O! Willie, can you pray for me?”

“I don’t quite know what to say, father.”

“Say I am the biggest sinner on earth, but I want Jesus to love me, and make me good.”

With his arms clasped round his father’s neck, Willie prayed,

“Lord Jesus, this is my father, and he says he has been very wicked. O, Lord Jesus, make him fit to live, with Thee in heaven, and teach him to love Thee.”

Little Willie’s prayer was answered. His father received the forgiveness and peace and joy he sought, by faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.

Messages of God’s Love 8/29/1915

Bible Questions for September

Answers to Bible Questions for July

“But I say unto you,” etc. Math. 12: 36.

“And then shall appear the,” etc. “ 24:30.

“Teaching them to observe all,” etc. “ 28: 20.

“But I say unto you,” etc. “ 5:44.

“Then shall He answer them,” etc. “ 25: 45.

“For what is a man profited,” etc. “ 16: 26.

“Lay not up for yourselves,” etc. “ 6: 19.

Bible Questions for September

The Answers are to be found in the Gospel of Luke.

Write the verse containing the words: “Children of the Highest.”

Write the verse containing the words: “All night in prayer.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Son of the Highest.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Filled with wisdom.’’

Write the verse containing the words: “Prophet of the Highest.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Knock at the door.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The Christ of God.”

Messages of God’s Love 9/5/1915

Not of Works, Lest Any Man Should Boast

IN my early childhood the words, “Thou God seest me,” were strongly impressed upon my mind. This led me to dread doing wrong things, though I have to confess to much that was, evil. When older, the desire to live a holy life increased, and at the age of twelve years I made a public profession of religion.

A few years, afterwards, amongst other things, I was taught to believe in fasting as a means to grace, and I have fasted to such a degree, that I have had scarcely strength to walk about. This brought upon me much ridicule from others. Frequently did I rise at five in the morning, in order to get forward with my duties, so that I might attend early religious, services, and I also did all I could to help the poor and needy. In this way. I continued for many years, endeavoring by good works to gain salvation.

I had hoped that by the help of religious ordinances, and by fasting, praying, and doing good works, all would be well should I be called to depart this life; but instead of finding peace by my efforts, despair seized me, for I found that all my righteousnesses were as filthy rags. I cannot describe my feelings—I seemed to see myself utterly cast off from God’s presence, and this almost broke my heart. For three weeks it seemed as if my reason must go. I dared not sleep, lest I should never wake again except among the lost. I was so worn out from having no rest, and from the terror which took hold upon me, that I could scarcely go about my daily duties, but “God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform.” He was showing me what a sinner I was, and .He was doing this in order that He might prepare my heart to find Him as my Saviour God.

On going to my room one night, fearfully cast down, God caused His word, like a flash of lightning, to shine into my dark heart, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” (Acts 16:31.) Thereupon I saw Jesus as my Saviour, and I was enabled to receive the gift, which God in His great love offers to all. From my heart I could say—

“Just as I am, without one plea,

But that Thy blood was shed for me,

And that Thou bidd’st me come to Thee,

O Lamb of God, I come.”

Then I knew the Lord Jesus as “the Lamb of God which taketh away the sin of the world,” and it was my loving delight to think of Him who Himself bore my sins in His own body on the tree. My joy now far exceeded the anguish and sorrow I had passed through—God had turned me indeed from darkness into light. Some of my friends thought a new delusion had overtaken me, but the love of Christ to me was a blessed reality, and is so still.

What a precious Saviour I had found! He had not only pardoned my sins through His blood, but He is my life and my all—”Jesus only.” He had loved me and given Himself for me—He is my Lord, my life,

and my all. He had been leading His poor sheep all the while it seemed that there was no hope, and His purpose was to bless with a fuller knowledge of Himself. “I have declared unto them Thy name, and will declare it: that the love wherewith Thou has loved Me may be in them, and I in them.” (John 17:26.) Had anyone told me four years previously that I should have given up all my old thoughts of becoming good by works, and have had peace and joy ministered by God the Spirit, it would have seemed a fable.

And now, dear reader, how is it with you? “Ye must be born again.” Jesus says, “I am the door: by Me if any man enter in he shall be saved.” “Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth My word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.” ( John 5:24.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/5/1915

You Are Frightening Me

Alas, for the children whose fathers and mothers bring them up with no good example before them, and who, although surrounded with churches and chapels and gospel meetings, have no desire that they should hear of Christ! Our cities teem with such; they eat, and drink, and marry, but there is no room for the Christ of God in their dwellings.

Not long since I was called to the bedside of a young man, whose .parents were of the class I have just described. On reaching the house, and being introduced to the sick man, I knelt in prayer, and then opened my Bible and began at Rom. 3:10: “There is none righteous, no, not one.” “The way of peace have they not known.” “All have sinned, and come short of the glory of God”—then I read of God’s gracious promises for guilty sinners, “Being justified freely by His grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus.” “When we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.” Then John tossed himself from one side of the bed to the other, exclaiming, “You are frightening me—you are frightening me!” I kept silent for a little while, and looked to God to direct me further. But never shall I forget the look of terror on poor John’s face.

“John,” said I, “it is not I who am troubling you, but the Holy Spirit of God, who is convicting you of your sins; you need to bow to the verdict of the just God against you. God delights in mercy, and forgives everyone who confesses from his heart that he is a sinner, and believes in Jesus, who has died to save sinners.”

I was loth to prolong my stay, and left John, promising to call again; but, alas! he departed this life before two o’clock the following morning, and I could not hear that he had given any indication of a change having taken place in his soul.

O! reader, think for a moment; are you unsaved, and without concern for your never-dying soul? Should God lay His hand upon you and require your soul of you .at once, you have been warned of the end of the ungodly again and again; do you think those solemn warnings of God’s Word are made merely to frighten you? Do you think that they are not all true?

Again, by this warning God beseeches you to come to Himself—this may be your last opportunity. Listen to the words of Jesus: “Him that cometh to Me I will in nowise cast out.” ( John 6:37.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/5/1915

Trying to Feed the Statue

THY heart is not right in the sight of God.” Acts 8:21. Such were the words spoken in judgment upon the man who presumed that he could purchase the gift of God with money. Do you say he was a very bad man? Yes, I think so too; but it is not so important to you to know what I think about this man’s heart, as it is for you to know what God thinks about your heart. If you are not a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, you have a heart as hard as stone, so far as there is anything in it that would honor God. That natural heart of yours cannot thank God for anything, for the natural heart is not thankful. Did you ever read what Jesus says you may expect from your natural heart? Just turn and read it with me in the Gospel of Mark, seventh chapter. “For from within, out of the heart of men, proceed evil thoughts, adulteries, fornications, murders, thefts, lasciviousness, an evil eye, blasphemy, pride, foolishness.”

Can you expect such a heart as that to appreciate the love and grace that God is trying to bestow upon it? No! “Thy heart is not right in the sight of God.” One might as well expect a statue of stone to partake of food, as for the natural, unconverted heart to love God’s ways as given in His Word. You must come to Jesus and have your evil heart purified by faith, and then it is that you will find your joy in feeding on His Word. Here is some of the fruit that comes from the purified heart. “Love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance.”

“For if our heart condemn us, God, is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things. Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, then have we confidence toward God.”

“TAKE MY YOKE UPON YOU, AND LEARN OF ME; FOR I AM MEEK AND LOWLY IN HEART: AND YE SHALL FIND REST UNTO YOUR SO U LS.” Math. 11:29.

Messages of God’s Love 9/5/1915

Who Told the Bird?

A YOUNG man who boasted that he did not believe there was a God at all, was one day sitting on a log in a forest in South America. His search for game had been unsuccessful, and he was very tired, but God was about to speak to him. As he rested there on the log, suddenly the screams of a distressed bird startled him, and in a neighboring tree he soon saw the cause of the trouble. A venomous snake was slowly crawling up the trunk of the tree, and the bird was fluttering over her nest in an agony of terror for her young. Before the snake had climbed half way up the tree, the bird’s mate arrived with a spray or twig of green leaves in his bill. He laid this carefully over the nest and then flew into the highest branches, and perched there, looking and waiting. The snake continued to ascend, and gliding along the limb that held the nest, lifted its head to seize its prey. But as soon as it saw the twig upon the nest, it shrank back as if hurt and, writhing its ugly body about, ran rapidly down the tree.

The young man was deeply affected by what he had seen. Evidently that twig had been broken from some bush that was a terror to serpents—but who told the bird its peculiar virtue? Who gave the bird wisdom to pluck and bring it in time to save the little family in the nest? The young man climbed up the tree and got the curious twig, and went away astonished and disturbed. The thought that disturbed him was the answer to his own question: None but Almighty God could have taught that helpless bird its only defense. When he learned, indeed, that the twig was from a plant that no serpent ever approached, his sense of awe, in presence of the Power that rules nature as well as man, was increased. It was a power he no longer dared to defy or deny.

Sometime afterwards, a gentleman who had known the infidel in New York, met him during a visit to South America, and was astonished to find him a Christian. The account of his change, as just related, he gathered from the young man’s own lips.

“For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse.” (Rom. 1:20.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/5/1915

Hunting

EARLY one morning, in a remote part of this country, a hunter, fatally wounded, was carried to a little rustic cottage by a terrified comrade.

It appears that they had both been roaming through the woods, during the night, in search of game. Towards daybreak there had arisen a little dispute between them. The man who was carrying the gun thought it prudent to return home, while the other seemed determined to pursue still longer. It ended in a struggle for the possession of the gun, and in the struggle the loaded firearm exploded, shooting one poor fellow.

But let us return to the cottage where the dying man is laid. What a saddening sight it is! A few more beats of his enfeebled heart, and all will be over with him for this world. But it was neither bodily suffering nor earthly disappointments that occupied the poor man’s mind in that solemn hour.

Two great and weighty realities stare him full in the face, filling his soul with horror and dismay. Beside them everything else seems to fade into insignificance and pass out of sight.

Not only do these ponderous realities occupy his mind, but the very walls of the cottage are made to re-echo with the expression of them, as, in anguish unutterable, he cries aloud, “My sins, my sins, and the judgment day!”

A woman, standing by, partly in kindness to the poor sufferer, and partly, perhaps, with a desire of getting him to cease this oft-repeated and heart-piercing cry, offered him a drink of water. This, however, only seemed to intensify his bitter anguish, and he exclaimed, in tones never to be forgotten by those who heard him, “Water can never quench my thirst! My sins, my sins, and the judgment day!” And thus he passed away—passed into eternity. What an end of life’s short journey!

Now, dear children, notice; this man looked in two directions. Backward, he saw his sins; forward, the judgment day. Well might he then make those cottage walls ring with his shouts of soul agony. But has it ever struck you that everyone must sooner or later face these two realities? and you, dear children, are no exception to the rule.

The true Christian has already looked them fully in the face, and that in the presence of God. Christ bore his sins upon the cross, and suffered the penalty due to them, “Who His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being- dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.” 1 Peter 2:24.

“FOR CHRIST ALSO HATH ONCE SUFFERED FOR SINS, THE JUST FOR THE UNJUST, THAT HE MIGHT BRING US TO GOD.” 1 Pet. 3:18.

The work of redemption has been finished. God declares Himself satisfied, for Christ is risen from the dead, and the glory of God has welcomed Him back.

Messages of God’s Love 9/12/1915

None Other Name

Art thou a child of day,

Saved by the blood?

Hast thou the right to say,

“Father,” to God?

Are all thy crimson sins

On thee, or gone?

“Peace” upon earth begins—

Is it thine own?

O, come to Jesus now!

Soon ‘tis too late!

Gladness shall crown thy brow,

Love banish hate.

All the old enmity,

Sunk into shame,

Jesus thy joy shall be—

NONE OTHER NAME!

Messages of God’s Love 9/12/1915

The Cave of Macpelah I

PICTURE to yourself a broad plain, very luxuriant and fertile, which slopes gently down from rugged hills to the north, to a little city nestling at the foot of the hill to the southeast. But it is the plain in which we are interested: near to the city. I think I can see vineyards and olive yards, whose grayish tints and cool shade offer a pleasing contrast to the open plain, scorching under the heat of an eastern sun. Here and there rise noble oak trees, under which sit the herdsmen in their picturesque robes, singing or conversing as they watch the flocks of sheep, goats, cattle and camels. But turn your attention to that huge evergreen oak stretching forth its mighty limbs over 60 or 70 feet of shade: under its shelter is a low square, black erection, a Bedouin tent. To a rich and highly respected “emeer” it belongs, one who possesses no fewer than 318 servants, and flocks and herds innumerable. Although in common with all Easterners, he is noted for his hospitality and courtesy, in other respects he is marked as a stranger. Sixty-two years ago this man, even then old, came to this country from afar, bringing with him his wife and nephew. True, he acted like other men of the country—he traveled back and forth throughout the land, seeking food for his ever-increasing flocks, but he was marked by one great difference. At each place where he pitched his tent, he neither went to join in the worship of the people of the land, nor did he live without any form of worship. No, his first act on each fresh encampment was to build an altar to the Lord, and there, before all the people, he offered sacrifices to an unseen deity, and even conversed with Him as with a friend. A well-known character, and an object of great curiosity he must have been to all the dwellers in this town of Hebron, must he not? For this is not the first time that he has pitched his tent here.

Now come to the tent: this is not the usual appearance of a prosperous Bedouin. Alas, the cause is only too readily to be found. From within come the sounds of wailing and lamentation; death has entered and carried away the aged wife. All the ceremonies of an Eastern funeral have been gone through, necessitating a band of mourners, who beat their breasts, tear their hair, and utter agonized cries of grief. But now has come the time for burial. The husband, “old and well-stricken in years,” rises from beside the couch where the body lies, and appeals to the band of citizens who have come with their offers of sympathy. Listen! His very words have been preserved through all these forty centuries:

“I am a stranger and a sojourner with you: give me a possession of a burying place with you, that I may bury my dead out of my sight.”

With ready courtesy, they reply:

“Hear us, my lord: thou art a mighty prince, among us: in the choice of our sepulchres bury thy dead; none of us shall withhold from thee his sepulchre, but that thou mayest bury thy dead.”

Now Abraham must enter all the intricacies of an Eastern purchase. He goes clown to the little town with its rows of square white houses bordering the narrow crooked streets. They pass the market place, with its booths for fish and country produce, and, finally, all concerned take their seat at the gate of the city, the great business center. In these days buying a

field is not a public transaction, but then, when there were no lawyers and deeds and courts of justice, such a purchase must be witnessed by all who went in or out of the gate of the city, that the multitude of witnesses might prevent any cheating on either side. The crowd that gathers round Abraham and Ephron, the Hittite, expect a long, interesting discussion. First, the owner, with apparent generosity, offers to give it, free and without price. This, however, is only an Eastern formality, and Abraham urges the owner to name his price, which he does, “four hundred shekels of silver,” i. e., $225. Now, when any Easterner names his price, in this twentieth century, even as forty centuries ago, they expect to be beaten down to about one-third of that sum. Therefore it is made correspondingly. But Abraham is in no mood for driving a close bargain, so we are told that he weighed out the 400 shekels without further comment, and the field of Ephron, in Macpelah, with the trees which were in it, and the cave, became his.

The cave is the important part of this purchase. In it Abraham hollows out an opening where he lays the body of his wife. But she was not the only one to= be buried there. As her grandson, Jacob. said, more than 230 years afterwards, when he was dying “There they buried Abraham and Sarah, his wife; there they buried Isaac and Rebekah, his wife; and there I buried Leah.” And Jacob, who died in Egypt, was carried up to the land of Canaan by a great company of Israelites and Egyptians, and buried in that same cave of Macpelah, close to the town of Hebron.

Messages of God’s Love 9/12/1915

A Boy Wanted

I SAW a bill in a shop window the other day with the heading, “A boy wanted,” which set me thinking. Two Scripture texts came to my mind in connection with it, and they were these: “No man can serve two masters.”—”Choose you this day whom ye will serve.”

Now there are three things that a boy is anxious to know when he goes after a situation: Who is to be his master? What kind of work he will be expected to perform? and what wages he will receive? If the boy be wise, he will reject the situation unless all these questions are answered satisfactorily.

“Choose you this day whom ye will serve,” is the appeal made to you. There is “A boy wanted,” and I am able to assure you that the Master and His work and His wages are perfect. The Lord Jesus is the best of masters, and the work He requires of his servants is obedience, and He says, “My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” The Lord gives joy here and forever. Hear His own words: “I give unto My sheep eternal life, and they shall never perish, neither shall any pluck them out of My hands.”

I am anxious that this “Good Master” should become yours—why, because if He is not your Master, then I know who is—even the devil. “How do you know that?” say you. Because the word of God tells me that “no man can serve two masters.” Therefore everyone is serving Christ or Satan.

Christ, when on earth, said of those who were not His disciples, “Ye are of your father, the devil, and his works ye do.” Yes, the devil is at present the master of every unbeliever.

You will acknowledge that he is anything but a kind master. How can you serve him? He is pleased and delighted when he sees boys taking that which is not their own, when he hears them swear, or utter untruths, and do as the children of disobedience.

Well, and what wages does he pay? He promises many nice things, but gives none. Ah, how sad to think that tens of thousands after serving Satan many years, to their own shame and misery, should at last find, when, alas! it is too late, that Satan has nothing to give them whatever, and that their portion is weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth, with the deepest poverty—even the need of a drop of water. How vastly different the two masters, and what their respective servants receive!

Jesus has given me peace, pardon, and eternal life, in place of doubt, uncertainty, and a fearful looking for of judgment, and He has given these blessed things to me in His own grace.

Listen to words of the Son of God—He who has proved His deep love for sinners by giving up His life’s blood on Calvary: “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest”— “Him that cometh unto Me I will in no wise cast out.”

“A boy is wanted” by Jesus, and each of you to whom I am speaking is he to whom these words apply.

Messages of God’s Love 9/12/1915

I Love Jesus Better

And they brought young children to Him, that He should touch them; and His disciples rebuked those that brought them. But when Jesus saw it,

He was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily, I say unto you, whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein. And He took them up in His arms, put His hands upon them, and blessed them.” (Mark, 10:13-16.)

A little girl, six or seven years old, when she was dying, asked her elder sister to read these verses to her. When she had done so, and the book was closed, the dear little girl said, “How kind! I shall soon go to Jesus. He will soon take me up in His arms, and bless me, too—no disciple shall keep me away.”

Her sister kissed her and said, “Do you love me?”

“Yes,” she replied, “but don’t be angry, I love Jesus better.”

“We love Him, because He first loved us.” (1 John 4:19.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/12/1915

Rover

THIS little dog’s name is Rover. He must be worth a great deal of money, for his master is so afraid of losing him, that Rover has been chained to his kennel. As we look at the picture, we are sure that he has not been tied up because he is cross and dangerous. We can tell this from two things: First of all, his face is not ugly and he does not show his teeth in a threatening way; beside this, he seems to be very friendly to the birds who come to drink from his pan of water. His chain is plenty long enough to allow him to reach them, if he tried, but he lies still and seems willing to share his pan of cool water. The birds must be in the habit of coming to drink from Rover’s pan, for we see seven of them at one time. It is a happy thing to see little dumb creatures who are such friends.

God intends that little children should be kind to each other. In His Word He says, “Be ye kind one to another.” Eph. 4:32. Let us try to learn a lesson from Rover and treat our playmates gently and kindly, being willing to share with them, whatever we may chance to have.

“THIS IS HIS COMMANDMENT, THAT WE SHOULD BELIEVE ON THE NAME OF HIS SON JESUS CHRIST, AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER.” 1 John 3:24.

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

Acrostic Bible Questions

For September

The answers are to be found from Matthew to Romans.

A—A statement where we’re told to be
From all appearance of evil free.

B—A saying where these words we see,
Made nigh by the blood of Christ, are ye.

C—Something that we are told to do—
Where are these words, “He careth for you.”

D—What the ungodly are said to do,
Concerning God, and Lord Jesus too.

E—What God, who cannot lie, has said,
He promised before the world was made.

F—A statement where, one biddeth God speed,
Is partaker of his evil deed.

G—Starts a verse where this word appears,
Which is, “Being mindful of thy tears.”

H—Something that those are heard to, say,
Who rest not for neither night nor day.

I—Starts a sentence in which we see,
Witnesses must be two or three.

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

The Cave of Macpelah II

The whole land of Palestine, “the pleasant land,” as it is so often called,- is interesting beyond all others to three great divisions of mankind—to the Jews, as their ancient, God-given inheritance; to the Mohammedans, as the home of the Patriarchs; and to the Christians, because

“Over those acres walked those blessed feet,
Which 1900 years ago were nailed,
For our advantage to the bitter cross.”

If any one were to choose which particular spot in Palestine is of the greatest interest, all three religions would, I think, agree, and that spot would be the Cave of Macpelah, in Hebron. True, we think with deeper feeling of the place of our Lord’s life and death, and the Jews think with pride of’ Joshua or David, but the. exact situation of the various spots connected’ with the life of Christ on earth is unknown, and equally unknown is the exact situation of spots connected with famous heroes of Israelitish history, from Abraham till the time that the Jews were expelled from their country. But all authorities agree as to the exact situation of the Cave of Macpelah.

Last week we imagined that we were transported through time and space, and visited that cave as it was 4,000 years ago. This week let us imagine that we are crossing to Palestine, to visit that -spot as it is in this year, 1915.

We take the train to Jerusalem, and then drive south for about twenty miles along a good road, through Bethlehem and the hill country of Judea, till we reach Hebron, the highest point, almost, in all the land. As we approach the city we pass through great vineyards of wonderfully large and luscious grapes,- and instantly our thoughts turn to that great bunch of grapes, so large that it had to be carried by two men, which the twelve spies brought back from this vale of Eshcol as a sample of the good fruit of the land. The city itself lies under a hill at the end of this fertile valley, while to the north and south is bare desert country. We have reached it easily, but before that good road was made it must have been inaccessible enough. As we look out over that shadeless, barren country, we think how many a traveler, regardless of his weariness, or of the roughness of the way, has hurried into this town, and sank down thankfully beside the great pools of water, safe at last, and free from the avenger of blood, for he has reached the City of Refuge. Just notice these two great pools which supply the city with water; that larger one is 133 feet square, and 22 feet deep, and carefully enclosed with hewn stone, so that ‘there is always water to keep flourishing the ground around. Passing these pools we enter the city proper, and here the streets are so narrow that we are glad to descend from our carriage and pick our way on foot along the dark, somewhat dirty streets, crowded with bazaars and stalls for the sale of all descriptions of articles. We must spend the night in one of these little native houses which have been here almost since the time of Abraham. They are built of great square blocks of limestone, covered with white plaster. The roof of our house is domed, but in the evening we will go for a walk along the top of the houses in the main street, where the roofs have been flattened.

“But,” you say, “we came here to see the Cave of Macpelah, why don’t we go to see it?” Well, the trouble is we can’t see it. It has been owned for many centuries by the Turks, and they have changed the Christian Church that was once built over the cave into a “mosque as they call the place where they worship. For a great many years no Christian was allowed inside, but at last, about forty years ago, King Edward VII, who was then Prince of Wales, was admitted, and since then a few other people %aye been allowed inside. But they would never admit ordinary people like us, so we will just look at the outside and 1 will tell you what people say is inside. It is easy enough to reach the “Haram,” as the enclosure; is called, for we could see it from the time we first came in sight of the city. The outside wall is 200 feet long, 150 feet wide, and 60 feet high. Just see how enormous the stones are! There is one which is no less than 38 feet long, though it is only three or four feet thick. This outside wall is hardly less interesting than the cave itself, for it was probably built by either King David or King Solomon.

Inside the wall we can see the dome of the mosque, surrounded by its little towers and big buttresses. Now, let us sit down opposite the grand portal, and I will tell you what th;re is inside. The mosque occupies about one-third of the ground inside the Haram, but it does not look very large and imposing, because it is divided into different rooms. Also, although there are forty men, whose only business is to look after it, the plaster is beginning to fall, and everything looks in a state of decay. Inside there are six empty tombs about eight feet long and six feet high, covered with rich silk; those of the men green, those of the women, bright rose color. The real cave where the six patriarchs were buried is never entered by anybody. In the floor of the church is a small round hole, through which hangs a silver lamp. If you could look through that little hole you would see a square room, and in its south wall, a small square door. That door leads into the cave of Macpelah, the very cave where Abraham buried Sarah. Even the Mohammedans never go down into that chamber, but they write out prayers on pieces of paper and drop them down, for they think that Abraham will help to have them answered. Is it not sad that they do not know about Jesus Christ, the only one in whose name we should offer prayers, and who has promised, “If ye shall ask anything in My name, I will do it”? (John 14:14.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

Isn't That Good

A SERVANT of Christ, while traveling in the lumber district of Michigan, was waiting at a station house for a train, and while there fell into conversation with a man who was sick; and had come in to the settlement to consult a physician. The doctor had told him he could do nothing for him, and that he could live but a few months. The one to whom he told this, asked him how he felt about dying; had he thought of what was coming after death?

“O,” said the sick man, “I do not fear death.” And in reply to the question, “Why?” told the following touching story of the simplicity of faith in believing God’s word.

He had lived all his life among the pines; neither he nor his wife, could read; they, had seldom heard a sermon, and though they knew what a Bible was, did not own one. Their little boy had gone to school one winter and learned to read, and one day he met a man on the road who had spoken to him and given him a Testament, and at night, while they all sat around the fire when the day’s work was done, the boy read to his father and mother.

One night he read from 1 Timothy 1, until he came to verse 15: “This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief.”

“Stop,” said the father. “Wife, listen to that! We are sinners, and Christ Jesus came into the world to save us. Isn’t that good?”

“Yes,” said the wife, “that is good. Let us thank God for it.”

And in their humble cabin, on their knees before God, they thanked Him for His great gift, which in simple faith they had just accepted.

“And,” said he, in telling the story, “why should I be afraid to die when Christ Jesus has saved me?”

O, that all of our dear young friends may likewise accept this “faithful saying,” and thank God for His unspeakable gift!

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

O Speak to Me of Jesus!

O, speak to me of Jesus!

‘Tis sweet to hear His name;

Alas! I often grieve Him,

His love is still the same.

He makes me very happy,

Strewing my path with flowers;

He guards me in the daytime,

And through the midnight hours.

My mother’s hand is gentle,

And her voice is soft and low,

But not so kind and soothing,

As the words He whispers now.

My sister loves me dearly,

And hath ever tender been,

She could not die to save me,

From weary load of sin.

And so when evening cometh,

And I lie down to rest,

I love to think my spirit,

Leans on my Saviour’s breast.

Mid when through forest pathways,

I walk at sunny noon,

I think my hand is clasped in His,

He leads me gently on.

I have never seen His face,

But I know it’s bright and fair,

For the angels round His throne.

Lovingly worship Him there.

He wears a glittering crown,

Brighter than stars or suns;

The fairest gems that sparkle there

Are His ransomed little ones.

I know I shall be, one day,

A gem in that bright crown,

For His love was great to me,

When from heav’n He came down.

O! speak to me often, then,

Of the Saviour’s precious love,

As I daily journey on,

To see His face above.

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

Whiter Than Snow

SOME years ago we passed through a small Italian settlement. We stood and I watched just such a washing as you see in this picture. The water in a small stream had been blocked up by stones for wash day. The top stone on a slant was used for a wash board. Here one Italian woman after another came out and rubbed away until satisfied her clothes were clean. To me it seemed hard work, but the women enjoyed it. This washing, dear children, might be very clean, but it could not be whiter than snow. I once heard the story of a little girl on her way to Sunday-school, who returned the second time to her mother for a clean handkerchief. Snow was on the ground and it was so much whiter than her handkerchief, she thought a mistake had been made.

There is but one thing in this world whiter than snow, and that is a sinner washed in the precious blood of Jesus.

If there is any reader who cannot say,

I’m a poor sinner

And nothing at all,

But Jesus, my Saviour,

Is all and in all”—

then just believe what the Word of God says:

“WASH ME AND I SHALL BE WHITER THAN SNOW.” Psa. 51: 7.

“Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” Isaiah 1: 18.

Messages of God’s Love 9/26/1915

The Cave of Macpelah III.

Last week you were reading about that church into which no Christian is admitted, and that little door through which nobody has been for so many centuries. Do you think that door will ever be opened? I don’t think anyone on earth could get in; those walls are so thick, and the forty keepers would rather die than let anyone go down into the cave. But some day I know that it will be opened, and it will be opened not for anybody to go in, but for those bodies which have lain there for 4,000 years to come out. Perhaps that “someday” will be today, perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps it will not be for several years, giving you time to grow up and do a lot of work for Christ. But, whenever that day may come, we know just what will happen. There will be a great shout, such a wonderful shout, for it will be the voice of the archangel, and the trumpet of God will be blown. That trumpet has a terrible sound, once before it was blown, when God came clown on Mount Sinai, to give the law, and the people were so terrified that they all trembled. When the trumpet is blown for the soldiers, we can hear it all over the town, but when God’s trumpet is blown, it will be heard all over the world, in America, and Europe, and Africa, and Asia, and in all the little islands scattered over the sea, and even down into the depths of the sea itself. In all those places, though the people live so differently, yet they all die and are put into graves, and out of those graves there will rise all the people—men and women and boys and girls—everybody who loves Jesus. Yes, and there will be some people who have never had graves; there will be brave martyrs who let their bodies be all burned up rather than say anything against Christ, and people who have been eaten by wild beasts, or were drowned, they will all be there, if they love Jesus. If you were allowed to look into that Cave of Macpelah you would not see bodies lying there. The bodies have crumbled away and there is just a little dust there. But in that day, in one moment, in just the time it takes you to wink your eye, that dust will become a body again, and such a glorious body, without any wrinkles or any aches and pains. Abraham and Isaac and Jacob were very old and feeble and almost blind when they were buried, but that is not what they will be like when they are raised again. Then, at the same time, all of us who are alive here, all who belong to Christ, their bodies will be changed, and they will join that wonderful assembly. O, what a wonderful meeting. Mothers and children, husbands and wives, and there will be all the people whom we have heard of all our lives, David and Daniel, and the apostles. But shall we stay on earth to greet each other? No, far, far better than to see even the beloved apostle who leaned on Jesus’ breast, we shall all ascend into the air and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Will you be there?

Perhaps someone is wondering how Abraham can be there, when he died 2,000 years before Christ was born into this world? The reason is that he believed God, and his believing in God was counted to him for righteousness. Abraham did some bad things when he was alive, but they did not prevent his being righteous, and he did a great many good things, but those did not make him righteous. It all depended on one thing, and that is “he believed God.” And that is what you must do, if you want to be caught up with that wonderful company when God’s trumpet sounds. Though you are a little child, and Abraham was a great and wonderful man, yet it is the same for both of you, and it is just as easy for you as for him. Believe God, and you, too, will be “blessed with faithful Abraham.”

“Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners.” (1 Tim. 1:15.)

“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” (Acts 16:31.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/19/1915

The Brave Fisher Boy

I WANT to tell you about a brave boy who did what, I have no doubt, every boy would gladly do—he risked his own life to save his father’s. This boy’s name was Carl, who lived with his father and mother in a neat little cottage by the seaside on a rough and rocky coast. His father was a fisherman, and Carl, who was a stout, hardy boy, was in the habit of going out day after day in the boat to help his father to catch the fish, and a great help he was, for he worked with a will, as every boy should do, to help his parents. Well, one day, as there were nets to mend, and quantities of fish to salt and cure, the father left him at home to assist his mother, while he set out alone in his boat to catch more fish. The wind was fair, his sails were set, and away he went over the sunny sea. During the morning he was not as successful as usual, so in the afternoon he made for a ledge of rocks which stretched far out into the ocean, and, having moored his boat, he cast his lines from a point that hung far over the waters. He knew that these rocks would be covered by the sea at high tide, but as his boat was close at hand to jump into when the water should rise, he felt no fear, but went on quietly to work at his fishing.

In the meantime, his wife and son at home were as busy as lie, cutting open the fish, salting and hanging it up to dry. While all were hard at work, clouds suddenly gathered overhead, and the wind began to rise. Sea birds went wheeling and screaming aloft in the air, or hurrying inland, the, rolling waves grew dark, and the white specks of foam flew hither and thither, all telling to the anxious wife that a tempest was coming.

Carl seized his cap and hurried away to the cliffs to see it his father’s boat was near. Long and anxiously he looked, while the rising wind roared around him, dashing the spray high up where he stood, and sometimes almost lifting- him off his feet. At last he saw the well-known boat approaching, and joyfully ran to tell his mother. Hurrying together to the beach, you may guess what they felt when, as the little vessel came driving in before the wind, they perceived that there was no one in it! As a great wave lifted it high and dry upon the sands, they ran to examine it, but a few fish, a line, and a net were all it contained. Carl’s father was not there!

The mother clasped her hands in speechless anguish. The boy noticed that the rope was not coiled as usual in its place, but dragging loosely in the sand, and he guessed at once that his father had landed somewhere, and that the boat had been broken away by the force of the waves, and left him behind. In another moment the boy was in the boat, and seizing the heavy oars, struggled boldly out to sea. “Father’s left upon the rocks!” he cried. He knew where his father sometimes fished, and he knew also that at high tide the rocks would be covered, and his father would be drowned. The wild wind roared around him, the waves beat high, tossing the little vessel like a shell, and threatening to swamp it every moment, but still the brave boy struggled on. No doubt God aided him in his noble effort to save his father’s life, or he never could have pulled the boat against the tempest. But God has said, “Honor thy father and mother,” and Carl was doing so, therefore the Lord helped him.

Well, after a terrible struggle with the storm, Carl neared the well-known rocks, and, there, as he had hoped, he saw his father standing. A few moments more, and help would have come too late, for the water had already reached his waist, and he had given himself up for lost. Intent upon his fishing, he had not noticed the approach of the storm, and when, aroused to a sense of his danger at last, he ran to seek his boat, he found to his horror that it was gone! He cried to God (for it seems he knew the God of all Grace through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ) and He heard him. It was He who put it into the boys mind to notice that the rope had broken loose, and it was He who guided him to the right spot, and it was by Him that the poor boy was borne in safety through stormy wind and waves and roaring tempest to his father’s rescue. The father sprang into the boat, exclaiming, “My brave boy! Thank God, O thank God, for this!” Then seizing the oars, he pulled himself and his exhausted boy towards the shore, his heart too full of thankfulness for words. Amid high wind, crested waves and torrents of rain the brave boy and his father were soon safe on land in their cottage home, and mingling their tears and thanksgivings to God with the joyful wife and mother.

Carl had willingly risked his young life to save his dear father, but there is One who gave His life a ransom for many, and gave it, too, on the terrible cross, that ‘by His precious blood shed there for sinners, He might save all who believe on Him. You know who that is, but do you know Him by faith? Have you come to Him as one who needs to be saved, as one who is lost without Him, as one who can call Him “my own Saviour”? If so, you will love Him, serve Him, obey Him; and among other things, you will “honor your father and mother” like the brave fisher boy.

Messages of God’s Love 9/26/2015

I've No Place

I’VE no place to pray,” said a little girl in a pitiful voice one day, as her teacher was talking to her about prayer. She lived in a lodging-house, in three little rooms, with her father and mother and six brothers and sisters. There wasn’t much chance for her to get away alone, surely.

But her teacher told her she could sometimes slip away into one of the little dark bedrooms and shut the door. There she could be alone with God, and the rest of the family wouldn’t miss her for a few minutes. Minnie promised to try it.

Almost everybody can find a lone corner for prayer if they want to. I once heard of a man who worked in a large machine-shop, who, after eating his lunch at noon, used to go inside an old boiler to pray. One of his companions found it out, and asked if he might come, too. Then others came, and after a while they had quite a little prayer-meeting in the old boiler, and souls were saved there.

I knew a man who lived in a small house, and always went out in the barn to pray. I also knew a young girl who couldn’t get a chance for secret prayer till all the day’s work of a large family was done, and then she had to go down into the cellar to be alone. But what sweet seasons of prayer she had down there in the dark!

We read in Acts 10:9 that Peter when in Joppa “went up upon the housetop to pray about the sixth hour.”

God is everywhere. If we cannot be alone, we can pray to Him in our hearts. He can hear even a thought-prayer.

“The eyes of the Lord are over the righteous, and His ears are open unto their prayers.” (1 Peter 3:12.)

Messages of God’s Love 9/26/2015

A Lamb in Christ's Fold

“The Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.” (Luke 19:10.)

THREE little girls were telling each other one evening what they wanted to be. One wanted to be a queen; another wanted to write books; the third one said she would be contented to be a lamb in Christ’s fold.

“Suppose you stray away and get lost?” said one of the others.

“The Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which was lost,” she replied.

Any little girl who puts her trust in Jesus need not fear to be lost. The Good Shepherd who gave His life for the sheep carries the little lambs in His bosom, quite near to His loving heart. What a happy place for the little lamb to nestle in!

Messages of God’s Love 9/26/2015

Bible Questions for October

Answers to Bible Questions for August

“For whosoever shall give you,” etc. Mark 9:41

“And they feared exceedingly,” etc. “ 4: 41

“Watch ye therefore,” etc. “ 13: 35

“Whosoever therefore shall be,” etc. “ 8: 38

“And they went forth,” etc. “ 16:20

“Where their worm dieth not,” etc. “ 9: 44

“For from within, out of the heart,” etc. “ 7: 21

Bible Questions for October

The Answers are to be found in the Gospel of John.

Write the verse containing the words: “ Be not faithless.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The world itself.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The wrath of God.”

Write the verse containing the words: “He sent Me.”

Write the verse containing the words: “It shall be done.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Nothing be lost.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Where I am.”

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

The Young Traveler

SOME time ago I was traveling when a girl came into the coach where I was sitting. The train was about to start when she said. “I suppose this train stops at ____ Station?”

“I think not,” I said, “but you ought to have inquired before getting on; this is the express train.”

By this time we were starting, and away we went. In a little while the girl looked out to see if we were nearing the station she wanted, when away we went past it, hurrying on to our destination. She looked dismayed, and said her friends would be waiting for her there. What could she do? I gave her some advice, and she sat in silence, every moment taking her further and further away from the place she wanted.

At this time the conductor came in for the tickets, and when he examined hers he became angry, and said she would have to stay all night at their first stop and go back in the morning.

I could not help feeling sorry for her, and as the train hastened to the place I wanted I thought—the same train that was taking me to my destination was every moment taking her away from hers.

Time, too, is hurrying on into eternity. It takes with it on its swift wings those who are saved and those who are not—those who are ready and those who are not—those who are prepared to meet God, and those who are not.

My dear young reader, have you once in your life thought of these solemn truths? It may be, some in your own family are saved, and ready, for eternity, but perhaps you are not. You live with them, you sit together at the same table, and eat the same food, or go together to the same place of worship, sing the same hymns, and yet, if death comes, or if the Lord should come, you would be separated forever. Out into eternity you must go, too, but it would be dark for you, because you are not prepared to enter heaven. I hasten to tell you what will prepare you to enter with joy the Father’s house.

O, dear reader, make Christ your refuge, your shelter from the coming judgment. There is a train bound for glory—for eternal glory. By faith in Christ, enter it, and you shall be borne in safety to your journey’s end.

The precious blood of Christ cleanseth us from all sin. It is enough for God. Is it enough for you? Are you saved? O, that you would trust Jesus, and put your confidence in Him.

Look at Jesus as He cried in His agony on the cross. That blood will make you ready. (Rom. 3:25.) Hear Him cry, “It is finished.” The work is done, the robe and ring waiting, that will make you ready to go into His presence. God has found the ransom ( Job 33:24) and now He will save you. He makes it known unto you, not by an angel, but by His own word of truth. “Dost thou believe on the Son of God?” Then take Him as God’s way into heaven, the only passport into joy eternal. “Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” (2 Cor. 6:2)

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

My Banner is White

ALLIE was a bright little girl of about eight years of age, whose parents, though very kind to her, did not know Jesus as their own personal Saviour. But Allie had learned to trust in Him, how, I do not know. It may have been at the Sunday school, or it may have been through reading of the conversion of other little children.

Allie was taken ill, and, while lying upon her bed, she would oftentimes speak of seeing a beautiful man, who, I suppose, was Jesus.

Sometimes she would ask her mother to pray, and her mother would kneel down by her bedside, and the little girl would pray, and her mother would follow her words.

One day, during her illness, she waved her hand out over the bed, and said, “Get away, Satan; get behind me. No hell for me—heaven for me.”

A day or two before she left this world, she called her father and mother to her bedside, and asked them what their banner was, for, said she, “My banner is white, and I am going to be with Jesus.” And then she said only those with the white banner could go where she was going.

Through little Allie’s end the mother was brought to the Lord Jesus, and now her banner, too, is white, and she will join Allie in yon bright world of light.

My dear young readers, it is so sweet to be prepared to meet God while young. Jesus is willing to be your Saviour, and He will be your Friend. Tell Him all your joys and little troubles: He will listen to you, for He loves children. When a friend loves us he wishes us to put confidence in him. Trust in the Lord while you are young, and, by and by, we know not how soon, He will take you to His bright home to be with Himself forever.

It is only those who are made white in the precious blood of Jesus that will go to live with Him.

“Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” (Psa. 51:7.)

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

Has He Come?

ONE bright day two ladies were driving. Before a fine shop door they halted; one entered to make some purchases, the other, a young girl; remained without in the carriage, holding the reins in her hand. Suddenly something startled the horse; he plunged, and in a moment was tearing wildly along the street. The girl clung terrified to her seat; one minute more and death’s icy hand might have grasped her; but in that minute there sprang from the bystanders a laboring man. He caught the runaway’s head, and brought the animal to a stand. The girl escaped unhurt; an hour afterwards, in a great hospital ward, her preserver lay—dying.

“Has the young lady come?” he asked faintly, as they laid him upon the bed.

Poor fellow! In the shock of checking the horse he had been thrown down and fatally injured, and he wanted to see the girl for whom his life had been given.

“Has the young lady come?” the cry came again and again in delirium, till it died away faintly at the touch of death. It was never answered. She never came!

Children, One has called for you. He says to grown people, ,”Come unto Me;” and He says tenderly, “Suffer little children to come unto Me.”

I want each of you to take your Bible and read for yourselves about our Saviour in the Garden of Gethsemane, when “His sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.” Let it stir your hearts until you feel bitterly ashamed of your coldness, and until you come to Him in your heart, and trusting and loving Him who loved you so much.

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

Confidence

NOTICE the earnest expression on the face of the old lady, as she is telling children something which interests them very much. How eagerly they are listening to what their clear grandmother has to say to them, and they know what she is saying is true, for they have never had reason to doubt her word. Can you look at the picture and not think that the children love their dear grandmother and have confidence in her?

Now, I want to ask you, if the Friend above all friends is your Friend? There is a Friend that you can trust perfectly; a Friend who can hear your slightest whisper, and who will not turn away from you if you speak to Him. He will always listen to what you have to say. If you have pain and sorrow, He feels for you in your suffering; if you have comforts and blessings, it is He who gives them to you.

Can you tell me who this dear Friend is? I think you will all be ready to answer—Jesus. And that is right. I hope you will listen to all that He has to say to you in His Word, and when you have learned to know Jesus as your Saviour, you will then learn to know Him as your Friend; and a very precious Friend He is—”A Friend that sticketh closer than a brother!”

I hope you will tell Jesus about everything that concerns you, giving Him the full confidence of your heart; then you will have sweet peace.

“THOU WILT KEEP HIM IN PERFECT PEACE, WHOSE MIND IS STAYED ON THEE; BECAUSE HE TRUSTETH IN THEE.” Isa. 26:3.

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

I Would Have Given Him My Pillow

JESUS saith unto him, the foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man bath not where to lay His head.” (Math. 8:20.)

A mother was reading to her little boy, between four and five years old, out of the New Testament, and when she read these words, his eyes filled with tears, his tender heart heaved, and at last he cried aloud. His mother asked him what was the matter, but for some time he could not answer her. At length, as his sobs would let him, he cried, “I am sure, mamma, if I had been there, I would have given Him my pillow.”

The Lord Jesus has gone back to the glory, and we cannot give Him our pillows, but there is one thing He does ask from us, and that is, “My son, give Me thine heart.” (Prov. 23:26.) Shall we refuse to give Him what He asks for?

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

The Saviour's Love

The Saviour is gracious,

His love is a well;

His love is most precious—

Its worth, who can tell?

He loved us so truly,

He came from the sky,

That He, the Most Holy,

For sinners might (lie.

From heaven, His dwelling,

That bright, blessed place,

He sweetly is telling,

Us all of His grace.

The love of a mother

And father is great;

The love of a brother

And sister so sweet.

Yet, who but the Saviour

For us would have died,

That we, blest forever,

With Him might abide?

In mercy delighting

He speaks from above,

Poor sinners inviting,

To trust in His love.

Messages of God’s Love 10/3/2015

The Elephant

WE HAVE in our picture today an elephant, confined in the Zoological Gardens of New York City.

It appears that this particular elephant had had a vicious temper, and to guard against his doing harm, had been kept in chains to restrain his movements to a very limited space.

Recently his keeper, believing the animal’s viciousness to be subdued, removed the heavy chains that had secured him to strong stakes for years, and naturally anticipated the elephant would be delighted with his freedom and wander around the spacious enclosure.

But no, he didn’t move. He still stands where he did, and moves only as the discarded shackles had permitted for years.

Though credited with being the most intelligent of animals, he would not avail himself of the liberty thus provided for him.

Now, Jesus, God’s beloved Son, has purchased freedom for sinners, but it cost Him very dearly; nothing less than going to Calvary’s cross, and there offering Himself a sacrifice to God in the sinner’s stead, would procure this liberty for us.

Now, dear reader, if still unsaved, we entreat you to avail yourself of this wondrous offer bf salvation, which is to “whosoever will.”

If, through grace, you have accepted the Lord Jesus as your Saviour, “Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ bath made you free.” Gal. 5:1.

“THESE THINGS HAVE I WRITTEN UNTO YOU THAT BELIEVE ON THE NAME OF THE SON OF GOD; THAT YE MAY KNOW THAT YE HAVE ETERNAL LIFE.” 1 John 5:13.

Messages of God’s Love 10/10/2015

The Fatal Blow

IN a fit of passion Cain slew his brother Abel. It was the first fatal blow that ever was struck in this world. But I want you, dear children to read about a fatal blow that was struck by a little girl in a fit of passion, and may the Lord use this solemn story to warn you against giving way to angry passions, and when you feel your tempers rising, lead you to Himself in prayer for grace to overcome them. I give you the story as it was told by her mamma to a little girl who was in the habit of giving way to a violent temper.

Little Harriet M— was between four and five years old, and in many respects a good little girl. But she had a very violent temper, which, when anything teased or provoked her, threw her in a perfect fury, striking and tearing whatever was in her way. One day, as her mamma was passing the nursery door, she heard a great noise within, and her little Harriet’s voice very loud indeed. Opening the door, she saw Harriet, with her little face distorted and swollen with rage, her curly hair all thrown into disorder, while with her feet and hands she was kicking and striking one of the servants, and crying out, “I don’t love you, Mary! I don’t love you! I hate you!” She stopped when she saw her mamma.

“What is the meaning of all this?” said Mrs. M—.

“It is just this, ma’am,” replied the servant, “that Miss Harriet was throwing water about the room out of her little new jug; when I forbade her, she threw water in my face, and when I attempted to take hold of her to carry her to you, as you desired when she did wrong, she flew at me and struck me as you have seen.”

Mrs. M— looked very grave, and lifted the sobbing Harriet in her arms, and carried her into her own room. She sat down with her on her lap, and remained quite quiet until the angry sobs had almost ceased. Prayer to God followed, while Harriet still trembled exceedingly. She had begun to wish that God would forgive her, and deliver her from her wicked feelings, when her mamma again lifted her to her lap, and asked if her rage was all gone.

“Not quite, mamma, but it’s going.”

“Very well,” said her mamma, “until it is quite gone I shall tell you a story that I was told when I was young, and I hope it will make as deep an impression on your mind, my poor child, as it did on mine, and prove through God’s blessing as effectual a check on your bad and furious temper.

“Mr. and Mrs. ____ were very great and rich people. They had only one child, a daughter, of whom they were very fond. She was, in truth, a very fine little creature, lively, merry, affectionate, and exceedingly beautiful; but like you, Harriet, she had a bad temper. Like you, she got into transports of rage when anything befell her, and would strike at anyone or anything that provoked her. Like you, after every fit of rage, she was grieved and ashamed of herself and resolved never to give way thus again; but as soon as the next temptation came, all her sorrow was forgotten, and she was as angry as ever. When she was just your age, her mamma had a little son—a sweet, sweet little tender baby. Her papa and mamma were glad, and little Eveline would have been also glad, had not the servants very foolishly and wickedly teased her by telling her that papa and mamma would not care for her now; this little brother would be their sole love and pleasure, and they would never care for her. Poor Eveline burst into a passion of tears, and cried bitterly. ‘You are a wicked woman to say so. Mamma will always love me. I know she will.’ She darted out of the nursery, and flew to her mamma’s room, the servant in the nursery called after her, ‘Come, come, miss, you needn’t go to your mamma’s room; she won’t see you now.’ Eveline burst open the door of her mamma’s room, but was instantly caught hold by a stranger woman she never had seen before. ‘My dear,’ said this person, `you cannot be allowed to see your mamma just now.’ She would have said more; she would have told Eveline that the reason she could not see her mamma then was because she was ill, and must not be disturbed. But Eveline was too angry to listen. She screamed, and kicked at the nurse, who finding her so unreasonable, lifted her out of the room, and carrying her into the nursery put her down, saying to the servant there that she must prevent miss coming to her mamma’s room. Eveline heard this, and it added to her rage; and then this wicked servant laughed at her, and said, `I told you so, miss; you see mamma does not love you now!’ The poor child became mad with rage; she darted at the cradle where lay the poor little new-born baby, and O, Harriet! Harriet! like as you did to Mary just now, struck it with all her force—struck it with an iron on the little tender head—it gave one feeble, struggling cry, and breathed no more.”

“Why, mamma,” cried Harriet, bursting into tears, “why did it breathe no more?”

“It was dead—killed by its own sister!”

“O, mamma! what a dreadful thing! what a wicked little girl! I am not so wicked as her; I never killed a little baby,” sobbed Harriet, as she laid her face in her mother’s bosom, and clung to her neck.

“My dear child,” replied Mrs. M—, “were you not in as great rage when I came to the nursery door as Eveline was when she struck the fatal blow? Were you not striking Mary with all your might, not one blow, but repeated blows? And had Mary been, like the object of Eveline’s rage, a little baby, you would have killed her. ‘It was only because she was bigger and stronger than yourself that you did not actually do so. Then no one can wonder that Eveline was made angry by her wicked maid. Yet even as to this, remember, if Eveline had not in her passion refused to listen to the nurse she saw in her mamma’s room, she would then have heard that it was from no change in her mamma’s love that she had not seen her for several days, but because she was confined to bed.”

“And what did Eveline’s poor mamma say to her for killing the baby:”

“Eveline never again saw her mamma; she died that night of grief and horror on hearing that her sweet infant was murdered, and by whom?”

“O, dear, dear mamma, how dreadful! And what became of Eveline?”

“All I know is that she lived to grow up, to inherit the family title and wealth, fully informed of the fatal deed by which she had attained so many deplorable honors. She herself became a mother, and was most amiable and highly esteemed; but in all her life she was never known to smile.”

“And, mamma, was it a quite true story? It is so dreadful.”

“Yes, my child, it is a quite true story. May it be a warning for you throughout your life. Rest not without forgiveness through Christ’s precious blood, not only for the passion you have been in today, but for all your sins. ‘The blood of Jesus Christ (God’s Son) cleanseth us from all sin.’ Washed in that blood, seek grace to live every (lay so as to please Jesus. And whenever an angry thought would rise, and you feel as though you must rush into evil, cry to Jesus. Beg of Him for His own name’s sake to keep you from it, and to make you love the person you are tempted to be angry with.”

Now that you have read this sad and solemn, and as I know it to be, true story, I want you to learn this verse from God’s word: “He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.” (Prov., 16:3. )

Messages of God’s Love 10/10/2015

Wounded

IT IS night upon the battlefields; darkness has thrown its cloak over faces wrung with pain. From a low hillock yonder comes now and

again a pitiful moan; on it lies a soldier wounded, not unto death, but the quivering flesh torn by the bullet causes agony unspeakable.

“Is there no one to help? O, is there no one to help?” he moans restlessly.

Courage, friend! Into the silence of the night comes a sound of footsteps; into the darkness flashes light. Someone bends over him, lantern in hand; a kind voice speaks comfort; a skilful hand uncovers his wound, stanching the blood, and touching it with a drug which deadens the pain. Half an hour afterwards the soldier is comfortably in hospital, smiling feebly at his deliverer—the doctor.

Dear children, you may not have realized it yet, but we are all, young and old, on a battlefield, and very often we are wounded, perhaps with sorrow, or perhaps with a restless, pained feeling that we are sinful—that if we were called now to meet God we should not be ready—that if death came, it ,would find us unprepared. Do not try to, deaden this feeling in merriment and fun. There is only one way of removing it. The Lord Jesus Christ tells us of His blood shed to put away our sins, and of forgiveness offered to us in His Name Confessing your sin to Him, and simply trusting His words, you will find healing indeed.

“When wounded sore, the stricken heart

Lies bleeding and unbound,

One only Hand, a pierced Hand,

Can salve the sinner’s wound.

When sorrow swells the laden breast,

And tears of anguish flow,

One only Heart, a broken Heart,

Can feel the sinner’s woe.”

Messages of God’s Love 10/10/2015

I Am the Good Shepherd

John 10:11

When our dear Saviour dwelt on earth,

Almost two thousand years ago,

There were but few who called Him “Friend,”

Many that called Him “Foe.”

The Scribes and Pharisees oft cried,

“ ‘Tis sinners He Both love;

What knoweth He of the great God

Who dwelleth up above?”

And murmuring thus one day, our Lord

A simple story drew;

It is so lovely that I mean Today to tell it to you.

He called the Pharisees around,

And said to them, “What man

Of you, who owns a hundred sheep,

Will not do all he can

To find one, if it lose the rest,

Or in the desert roam,

And finding it, will lovingly,

With joy, swift bring it home,

And when at home, once more will call

His friends and neighbors round,

And cry, ‘Rejoice with me, for I

My wandering sheep have found?’

So likewise is in heaven more joy

When one from sin is freed,

Than over ninety-nine just men,

Who no repentance need.”

Dear children, all of us, like sheep,

Have wandered far astray;

We oft neglect our Shepherd’s voice,

We love to choose our way:

E’en as you read, there’s many a lamb—

A little child, I mean—

Who fast is straying from God’s bright ,

And pleasant pastures green.

Jesus, you know, our Shepherd is;

Each lamb who now does roam

In sin, He seeks to find. Will you.

Not help to bring it home?

And should you too feel, as you read,

That you have lost your way,

Turn back at once—retrace your, steps,

In sin no longer stay.

Jesus, your Shepherd, calls you now—

Can you not hear His voice?

Turn to Him and in Heaven today,

“Father,” He’ll say, “Rejoice

With Me; let angels round

Rejoice; my wandering lamb is found.”

Messages of God’s Love 10/10/2015

Giving

IF I could talk with each one of you, little readers, I am sure many of you would tell me the same story our picture does. With happy hearts and cheerful faces you have entered the school-room with a bunch of flowers for the teacher. Perhaps you gathered them along the country road, or, perhaps, you brought them from the garden at home. Sometimes you tiring home flowers to mamma, and sometimes you carry them to your friends or sick neighbors. All of you who have given away flowers or gifts of any kind, know how much pleasure it affords you, and understand better those beautiful words in Acts 20, “It is more blessed to give than to receive.”

We most enjoy giving when we do not think of receiving anything in return. But God says, “He which soweth bountifully shall reap also bountifully,” and “God loveth a cheerful giver.” 2 Cor. 9: 6, 7.

The Lord wants us to be unselfish and give generously, and He will not allow us to go unrewarded. We may not in this world always get a return for all we give, but the Lord will give us an abundant reward in heaven. Yet even here, the pleasure we ought to find, and often do find, in giving, more than repays us for what we have given.

There are other ways of giving, besides the one of which we have been speaking. Our gift does not have to be something we can gee, like flowers. Have you ever thought how much happiness you can give to others by speaking kind words and doing kind deeds? Our friends and associates often have troubles that we know nothing about. They often have sad hearts and perhaps unhappy faces. At such times a kind word or a kind act may have a great deal of power. It may give comfort and encouragement. When a person has had trouble and is discouraged,—perhaps ready to fall into sin in order to forget his trouble—God may use one kind word or act of a dear little child to soften that person’s heart, speak to him of God’s love, and save him from a sinful course.

We know not how far-reaching the influence of our words and actions. Let us try, then, dear children, with God’s help, to “scatter seeds of kindness” wherever we go—seeds which will grow up into beautiful plants and trees, the fruits of which will come back to us, both in this world and in the world to come.

“THE WISDOM THAT IS FROM ABOVE IS FIRST PURE, THEN PEACEABLE, GENTLE, AND EASY TO BE ENTREATED, FULL OF MERCY AND GOOD FRUITS.” Jas. 3:17.

Messages of God’s Love 10/17/2015

Old Jonathan

ALL have been children. And all, when children, acted more or less as children do. Even the apostle Paul could say, “When I was a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child.” (1 Cor. 13:11.) And few there are, either of men or women, but can look back upon their youthful days, and over and above much that is worthy only of being forgotten, recollect with interest, if not advantage, many events of their youth; treasuring in their memory many an incident worthy of remembrance, unimproved, perhaps, at the time, but the recollections bring much interest and instruction to them in later years.

It is so with myself. Years have rolled away, but incidents have not been forgotten. One and another connected with them have passed off the scene, but remembrance of them still lingers.

Jonathan is one of them. “Old Jonathan,” as we used to call him. I remember him as he stood with his high, shining forehead, wrinkled by time, and scantily covered over with white locks of hair, and back bent with age.

He had been a shoemaker in his young days, though at the time to which I am alluding he was a warehouseman in a large store.

Old Jonathan was one of those whose cheerfulness increased with his age, and whose pleasure it was to show kindness to all around him, and especially to young people, and I need hardly say that everybody loved him. The way to be loved is to love. The way to merit esteem is to be obliging, respectful, and cheerful; even as Solomon says, “A man that hath friends must show himself friendly.” (Prow. 18: 24.) And this applies to us all alike, whether children, youth or aged. Let us never forget this: Love is its own reward.

But, best of all, Old Jonathan was a Christian. You know what a Christian is—one who believes in Jesus, and knows the value of His atoning blood. One who loves Jesus not only for what He has done, but for what He is—-”The chief est among ten thousand.” “He is altogether lovely.” And being a Christian, the dear old man loved to talk of Jesus. We like to speak about those we love, don’t we? And the more we love them, the more will our hearts be full of their virtues, and out of the abundance of the heart the mouth will speak.

It was also Old Jonathan’s duty in winter months to attend to the fires in different parts of the building, for the purpose of warming different stores. I can picture him even now, running here and bustling there, in his anxiety to keep the fires burning brightly. Christians should always perform their work in a happy, cheerful spirit, “as to the Lord.”

One winter’s day another boy and myself had occasion to go to the warehouse, and near the fire there was an open loft. Hearing the well-known footsteps of Jonathan approaching, we hastily climbed into the loft for the purpose of having a little innocent fun with our aged friend. He came; and having attended to his fire, we were about to puzzle him with some strange noises, when to our surprise, he quietly knelt down where he was, and spent some time in evident, earnest prayer. Do you think, dear young readers, that then was a time for play? O, no! There we remained, motionless and quiet, until Old Jonathan, having- arisen from his knees, had gone to attend another fire at a distant room; when, as hastily descending as before we had ascended, we hurried off to our work.

Much as I respected Old Jonathan before, I did so much more after this. I had the assurance that he was sincere. No human eye, to his knowledge, saw him in that storeroom, and beside that cheerful fire, lowly upon his knees, pouring out his soul before God. It was not to be seen of men, though we, from our hiding place, saw him. We could not hear all of his petitions, but He who never slumbers nor sleeps, both saw and heard.

Dear young reader, can you pray? Do you know a Father to whom to pray, and a Saviour who is “The Way” to that Father? In other words, do you believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and know Him as your Saviour? Unless you do, you can never pray; for, alas!

“How many say their prayers,

Who never, never pray!”

But Jesus is the Good Shepherd, and if you believe in Him and love Him, He will teach you how to pray. He loves the prayers of children as well as the praise of children. He was once a child Himself. And how many who have prayed to Him here below, are now in His presence above praising Him.

Remember, if you cannot pray to Him on earth, you can never praise Him in heaven. Prayer is the forerunner of praise. “Behold he prayeth,” was once said of the apostle Paul; and now, if we could see him, we would say, “Behold, he praiseth.”

May the former be said of every little reader of “Messages of Love” now, and then the latter will, by and by, be true of them, also. And now, let me in love ask:

“Is there a little soul that pants,

To taste redeeming grace,

And longs to pour out all its wants,

Before a Saviour’s face?

Fear not, poor little trembling thing,

With cruel scorn to meet:

To Christ your sins and sorrows bring,

And lay them at His feet.

Think how He answered praying Paul,

And sinking Peter, too:

And so, if you on Him do call,

He’ll hear and answer you.”

Messages of God’s Love 10/17/2015

Ever Present

“CECIL,” said a father one day to a fine boy of eleven, “I will give you this orange if you can tell me where God is.”

He held the tempting fruit in his hand as he spoke; but the boy, instead of attempting to take it, appeared to deliberate for some moments At last a look of great intelligence crossed his face, and he replied:

“And I, father, will buy you two oranges if you can tell me where God is not.”

The father was pleased, but not baffled. He had merely wished to develop the opening powers of his son’s mind, and, to test his faith in the constant presence of God.

“Right, my boy!” he returned, “there is an Almighty Eye upon us, an Almighty Friend ever near and ready to help When tempted to do wrong, say to yourself, ‘Thou God seest me!’ The great God, who fills all space and is everywhere present, will bend down to hear the prayer and observe the ways of a lad like you.”

Cecil was silent again, but as he walked thoughtfully away, revolved in his own mind the matter he had heard.

Messages of God’s Love 10/17/2015

Jesus Bids Us Shine

Jesus bids us shine,

With a pure, clear light;

Like a little candle

Burning in the night.

In this world of darkness,

So we must shine,

You in your small corner,

And I in mine.

Jesus bids us shine

First of all for Him;

Well He sees and knows it

If our light grow dim.

He looks down from heaven

To see us shine—

You in your small corner,

And I in mine.

Messages of God’s Love 10/17/2015

The Kangaroo

HAVE you ever thought of the wonders and vastness of God’s creation? And how each creature, through His manifold wisdom, has been exactly fitted for the locality in which divine wisdom saw proper to place it. When we look at the strange figure of the picture before us we may not be able to understand why a kangaroo was created with such abnormal proportions, but we do know that the all-wise Creator knew just what means of locomotion would be most suitable, as well as the locality best adapted to its nature.

The kangaroo feeds only upon grass and other herbage, and is a most harmless creature, unless compelled to fight for self-preservation. When thus driven to protect itself, it can make a most vigorous defense with its hind feet, often destroying its enemy with a single blow.

There is a noticeable affinity between this Australian production and the well-known American opossum. The maternal parent of each has a marsupium, or pouch, formed by the folds of the abdomen, in which their young are transported from place to place, or concealed in times of danger.

In this provision you can see that even in the lower orders of creation God does not forget the little ones. How much more then must He care for dear children possessed of immortal souls, who trust in the Son of His love!

His power is omnipotent, and how can we ever doubt the love of Him “ who spared not His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all”? Rom. 8:32.

May we be able to say,

“O LORD MY GOD, IN THEE DO I PUT MY TRUST.” Ps.7:1

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

How Shall You Escape?

IT IS now nearly two years since the Lord showed me myself. About that time God was working mightily in my home, saving several of my brothers and sisters, and seeing them rejoicing in the Saviour they had found, made me long to know the blessed peace and joy that they possessed.

There was a mission being held in the place where I lived, and there I heard the glad tidings of salvation to lost sinners proclaimed. The preacher spoke from those words in Hebrews 2: 3: “How shall we escape, if we neglect so great salvation?” and asked us how we thought we were going to escape, if we went on neglecting such salvation. “HoN,. shall you escape?” again he said. These words sank deep into my heart; I shall never forget how I trembled when he uttered them, for it made me wonder how I should escape.

After the meeting was over, I returned home, feeling very miserable on account of my sins, and went to my room and knelt down by the side of my bed, and tried to pray. But I felt I could not, for the burden of sin was so great, and Satan tried to delude me by telling me that I was as good as others, and that if I kept on trying I should get to heaven at last. This did not satisfy the longing I had within. I had been under conviction of sin for about a week when I heard that grand and glorious verse, John 3, 16, “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him, should not perish, but have everlasting life.” O, how I received those words of life! They seemed to come straight from God to my sin sick soul.

I was going out at the close of the meeting, when a young man at the door asked me if I were saved. I felt I could not answer him, although I knew not why. I went home, and again at my bedside poured out my heart to God. Then the burden rolled away forever, as our blessed Lord showed me that coming to Him I must put all thoughts of self away, and trust entirely to Him. All that night I could hardly sleep, I was so overwhelmed with the new-found joy I had in believing.

Shortly afterwards Satan seemed to whisper to me, “You are not saved after all.” This made me very unhappy, and I began to wonder if I really was saved. Then the Spirit of God led me to that verse, ¤ John 5, 13, “These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life.” These blessed words removed all doubts and fears, and gave me full assurance. Now I can rejoice, knowing that my blessed Saviour has saved my never-dying soul. In a little while I shall dwell with Him in glory, where all sorrow and suffering shall be done away with; but during this little while He has left me down here, my desire is to work for Him, and to tell of His love, and willingness to save all who come to Him.

O, dear reader, if you would be saved, it must be by the precious blood of Christ, that flowed on Calvary! Can you go on unheeding the blessed Saviour who has done so much for sinners? O, come and trust Him, and may the Saviour that I have found be your Saviour, too! I can say from experience that I knew no true joy until I was saved, and belonged to the Lord. His people rejoice in Him now, and also in knowing that they shall dwell with Him through the unending ages of eternity.

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

How Little Janie Came to Jesus

A LITTLE girl, named Janie, went to a Sunday School, where she had a kind teacher, who was very anxious that all the dear children in her class should be saved, so she used to plead with them to come “now,” while they were still young, and rest alone in Jesus. And she told them, what I dare-say many of the dear children who read this have been often told, that it is much easier to come “now,” while they are young, since every day adds fresh sins to the long black list; and she also told them of the dreadful judgment coming upon all who are not saved.

Little Janie listened very attentively, and the thought of being lost, of what a dreadful thing it is to be a sinner, made a deep impression upon her mind. In truth, the Holy Spirit was working with her. and when bed-time came on that Sunday evening, it was with a heavy heart that she lay down. Janie went to bed, but not to sleep, and she wished and longed’ that she was saved; her sorrow increased the more she thought of being shut out of heaven, until at last, about two o’clock in the morning, she could bear it no longer, but jumped out of bed, and called, “Father, father!”

Her father came up to her room, and she said, “O, father, do pray for me; I am so sinful. Father, how can I be saved?”

Janie’s father could not very well answer his little girl’s question, so he bade her say her prayers, and go to bed.

Janie went to bed again, but the load at her heart was still there. “O” she kept saying, “I do wish I was saved! How can I be saved!” when all at once she remembered that her teacher had said there was “nothing for anyone to do, but that we had only to come, just as we are, to Jesus.” Janie then wondered which was the right way to go. If Jesus had only been on earth it would have been easy; but she forgot that Jesus is more easy to go to now than when He was upon earth. At length she raised herself up in bed, and suiting the action to the word, she said, “Here I am, Lord Jesus; take me just as I am.” And her load went; she felt so happy, her tears were turned into joy, and from that very moment, trusting the Lord, she knew she was saved, and safe in the arms of Jesus.

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

A Good Title

WELL, my friend, are you going to heaven?” asked a servant of Christ of a man, who, among many others, had come into a room where a lunch had been provided, and the gospel was to be preached.

“Yes, sir,” I believe I am,” he replied.

“And what is your title to go there?”

The man was silent for a few moments, and so the servant of Christ continued:

“Suppose, now, you found yourself in heaven, and an angel came to you and asked what right you had to be there, or what was your title to be there, what answer would you give?”

After a few minutes’ silence, the poor man looked up and replied, “The atoning value of the blood of Christ.”

Blessed answer! Children, what answer could you give? None will gain an entrance there, but those who have trusted in the atoning value of the blood of Christ, while in this life here on earth.

“O, precious blood! on Calv’ry shed

For sinful souls in trespass dead!

And seated on the throne is He

Whose precious blood atoned for me.

O, precious blood! O, living way,

By which the chief of sinners may,

Accepted, stand before his God!

O, precious, reconciling blood!”

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

Come Unto Me

A YOUNG convert was called to the bedside of a dying girl. In broken sentences she told the story of a misspent life. The only child of her parents, she had been carefully watched over by a loving father and a praying mother. But death removed the mother when the child was growing up; then a gay step-mother took the vacant place. After the mother’s death the poor girl went with gay companions, and now as she lay dying she feared to face the God she had sinned against. When she fell asleep, as she sometimes did for a few moments, she kept repeating, “Come unto Me,” and when asked what she meant, she said this was the first verse she had learned in the Sunday school, and now it was ringing in her ears. She asked that it might be repeated. And so in the stillness of the death chamber these blessed words were again uttered in her ear and they were the last words on her lips: “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. (Math. 11:28.)

Whether her mind grasped the truth of these precious words, there is no means of knowing, but we may hope that she came to Jesus at the last moment. How much happiness down here she, might have had if she had come to Him when she first heard that kind invitation!

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

You Must Face It!

YOU must face eternity some time; why not fact it now! You must pass out of this world into that which is to come. Consider how it will then be with you. God is infinite in holiness, and you must stand before Him, and give account of yourself to Him. What have you to say?

Your sins are not forgotten by God—every idle word even will be taken into account by Him. You have seen or heard of those who have felt the bitterness of their sins in this lifetime, and who have mourned in God’s presence about them, as they sought His pardon; but what will it be to feel the bitterness of sins, and to mourn over th:m before the judgment throne, where no pardon will be found?

Now, such as mourn shall be comforted; then, there will be no comfort.

Now, such as repent shall find forgiveness; then, there will be no repentance unto salvation. 0! face the stern realities of eternity. “Prepare to meet thy God!”

Since you must face eternity before very long at the latest, why not face it now? Now, the Saviour waits to be gracious. Now, is your time; now, just now, this very hour. “Now is the accepted time; now is the day of salvation.” (2 Cor. 6:2.)

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

The Orphan's Faith

WHAT do you do without a mother to tell your troubles to?” said a child who had a mother, to one whose mother was dead.

“Mother told me whom to go to before she died,” answered the little orphan. “I go to the Lord Jesus. He was mother’s friend, and He is mine.”

The other replied, “Jesus Christ is up in the sky; He is far away, and has a great many things to attend to in heaven. It is not likely He can stop to mind you.”

“I do not know about that,” said the orphan; “all I know is, He says He will, and that is enough for me.”

The orphan was right. God’s ear is open to babes and sucklings as to young men and fathers.

Messages of God’s Love 10/24/2015

The Sheep Follow Him

John 10:4

THEY follow the one whom they know to be their shepherd. Any other voice would be strange to them, and they “flee,” and do not follow. So he leads, and they go after him. He owns them, and knows them, and cares for them. They know him, and keep near him; and as they do so, they “want” for no good thing, and they “fear” no evil thing. He carries in his bosom and gently leads, and the places he leads into are where the greenest pastures are, and the quietest waters flow. Now, the Lord Jesus compares Himself to a shepherd, “the Good Shepherd; “ and He compares us to sheep, “His own sheep.” How good to be one of the own sheep of the Good Shepherd! We want to be more like good sheep, dear children, who are content to keep by the side of the Shepherd; who do not wander away into paths of their own, but always reckon that where He leads is the very best for them. We all know what it is to be self-willed, do we not? and so we all know what it is to get into trouble and vexation. “All, we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way.” And this is not only a “way of pain” to us, but it is sin against God. Our “iniquities” (Isa. 53:6) are the things we have done in self-will, pleasing ourselves instead of being subject to God. But when we are brought to feel and confess this, we go on to the end of the verse and say, “The Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.” Before ever we knew Him as our Shepherd, God called Him His Shepherd (Zech. 13:7); and long before He laid us on His shoulders rejoicing, He had to know what it was to have our sins laid upon Him, that He might bear them “in His own body on the tree”. So, before He could give eternal life to us (John 10:28), He had to give up His own life for us (verse 11). This He did, and He could say:

“THEREFORE DOTH MY FATHER LOVE ME, BECAUSE I LAY DOWN MY LIFE, THAT I MIGHT TAKE IT AGAIN.” John 10:17.

Messages of God’s Love 10/31/2015

Walks in Rome. I

The Coliseum

IT WAS a glorious day in spring, during our first week in Rome, when my brother and I set out for the Coliseum. The street car took us through a tunnel, then suddenly we turned a corner, end before us was the huge, gray building with its enormous arches, tier above tier. The outside is just a great circular wall built of four stories of arches, one on top of the other. The inside used to be all tiers of seats like a round grandstand, but now the seats have crumbled away, and there are great spaces between the arches. The open space in the middle used to be all fine, yellow sand, but now some of the floor has fallen away, and you can see that under that yellow sand were deep vaults and underground passages which led to prisons and dens of wild beasts in the back of the building.

As I stood there, it gave me a strange feeling to think that here, eighteen hundred years ago had stood Ignatius, waiting for the lions to be let loose upon him. And after him, hundreds of other Christians had died here rather than deny their Lord. I have the same Lord, but how much do I give up for His sake?

We sat down upon a broken column to think about it all, when up came a party of tourists with their guide, who began to tell them about the Coliseum. So we listened, too, and he told them how, in old times, the Romans used to like to see men fight and kill each other, just as now some cruel boys like to see dogs fight. So they used to train up their slaves and prisoners to fight, and then on a set day, when their turn came, these gladiators, as they were called, were brought to the Coliseum to fight before all the people. There were four entrances to the arena; above one entrance, on a splendid seat, sat the emperor, and opposite him were the heathen priestesses, called Vestal virgins. Behind them sat thousands and thousands of peo ple, tier above tier. The gladiators used to enter the arena in a grand procession. They marched round once and bowed to the emperor, repeating as they did so, “We, about to die, salute thee!” Then they began to fight. Each had a sharp two-edged sword and a little shield, but no other armor. Thousands of people were watching and cheering. Think how hard they would fight, for the first to be wounded immediately had to throw down his sword and present his throat to his enemy to be cut. Then the victorious gladiator would look up to the crowds of people, and the Vestal virgins, and the emperor. If the people pitied the wounded man they held up their thumbs, if not, they turned them down. The emperor looked to see which they did, and at his word the victorious gladiator killed his poor wounded enemy or let him go free. Usually, I am sorry to say, he was killed. But a gladiator was only made to fight once, so the victorious one was safe. He had won his life. That was all we heard from the guide, but that night as I was dreaming about the Coliseum, I seemed to hear a voice say:

“Fight the good fight of faith. Lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses.”

Those words were written in Rome about 1,850 years ago by a man who knew all about those fights of gladiators. They were written by an old Christian, who had fought the good fight, to a young Christian, who was just beginning it. Little boy, or girl, who believes in Jesus, have you yet entered that “good fight?” First, have you confessed the Lord on whom you believe? How much courage it takes! I have often felt the words die in my throat. But it is a fight of faith. “Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of faith.” It is Jesus who gives us the faith which saves us at the beginning, and if we look to Him, He gives us faith for everything all along the way.

After you have confessed the Lord, as Paul says, “professed a good profession before many witnesses,” the fight has fairly begun. There are so many enemies. The worst enemy of all is the bad part’ of ourselves—the part that always wants to be selfish and lazy and cross. It is like having a bad person inside of us always trying to make us bad. And how terribly hard it is not to give in sometimes, and then how sorry ‘ne is afterwards! When I was little and was beginning to try to fight that good fight, with very poor success, it was a great comfort to me one day when I thought that, after all, the bad part never could be converted, or made the least bit better, so it was no use taking any notice of it. It should just be treated as if it were dead, and instead of looking at it, we should look off unto Jesus.

Finally, we must remember that we are called to eternal life. Other people may think it worth while to fight for the things of this life, money and good positions, and pleasure, but we have something infinitely better, and should be seeking the things of eternal life.

Someday soon the fight will be over, for at the worst it must be very short, and then do we not all long to say with Paul, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith; henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, shall give me in that day; and not to me only, but unto all them also that love His appearing.” (2 Tim. 4:7, 8.)

Messages of God’s Love 10/31/2015

The End of the World

MANY dates have been set in recent years, on which the world would come to an end, and while we who read God’s word know that of that day and hour no man knoweth, yet God can and has used these rumors with blessing to souls.

Only the other day a boy came into the store, and asked if I knew that Friday of that week had been set for “the end of the world?” I told him, “No,” but since I was a believer in the Lord Jesus, I knew according to 1 Thess. 4, and other scriptures, that I would be in heaven long before such an event could take place, and I pointed him to this same blessed Saviour.

I then recalled a lady telling me, how. when she was a little girl, a day was set for “the end of the world,” and it troubled her greatly, for she, knew she was not prepared to meet God, but the Spirit of God graciously used this exercise of heart and conscience to bring her to the Lord Jesus with her load of sin, where she found peace through believing in Him.

“Hath not God made foolish the wisdom of this world? For after that in the wisdom of God, the world by wisdom knew not God, it pleased God by the foolishness of preaching to save them that believe.” (1 Cor. 1:20, 21.)

A day of judgment is coming on this world when “the heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat, the earth also and the works that are therein shall be burned up” (2 Pet. 3:10), and God shall make “new heavens and a new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness.” At that time all those who have not believed in Jesus will have been cast into the lake of fire; and all those who have believed in Him, will be with the Lord.

May each one of our dear young readers be found, in that day, safely at home with the Lord, and no judgment can touch them there.

Messages of God’s Love 10/31/2015

More Than Conqueror Through Christ

I WANT to tell you how Bobbie, a little Scotch boy, was more than conqueror through Christ.

Bobbie was not strong. He had never been able to take long rambles in the fields, or climb trees like most of the boys he knew. A very painful disease in one of his hips had rendered the poor little fellow so lame that he was obliged to walk on crutches. Still Bobbie was able to get to Sunday School, and he dearly loved to listen to the faithful, earnest words of hip teacher. The seed thus sown soon bore fruit, and he confessed his faith?n the Lord Jesus as his own trusted Saviour.

Soon after Bobbie’s conversion, he and his brothers were playing with a large retriever dog, when, though only meaning it for play, it jumped upon our little friend with such force that he fell to the ground.

A cry of pain brought his mother to his side. Lifting him gently in her arms, she laid him on his bed. Then finding that he seemed much hurt, sent for a doctor, who said Bobbie’s leg was broken in two places, and must be set at once. Setting the bone hurt the little boy very much, but he bore the pain without a murmur. Once when the kind doctor, who saw by his face how much he suffered, said, “You may say ‘O’ if you want to, little man.”

Bobbie asked, “Doctor, may I sing?” And when the Doctor said, “Yes,” Bobbie began to sing in a low, sweet voice:

“This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Saviour all the day long,” and he kept on singing ‘till the broken limb was set and bandaged. So there was praise which was unchecked by pain, and a song in the presence of suffering.

“Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory; while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.” (2 Cor. 4:17, 18.)

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Ethel's Question

A LITTLE girl, four years old, inquired of her mother one moonlight night:

“Mamma, is the moon God’s light?”

The lamp had just been put out, and the timid little girl was f raid of the dark; but she saw the bright moon out of the window, and so she asked the question.

“Yes, Ethel; God’s light is always burning,” replied her mother.

“Will God blow out His light and go to sleep, too?”

“No, my child; His light never goes out.” Then the timid little girl gave an answer which thrilled her mother’s heart:

“Well, mamma, while God is awake I am not afraid!”

One of the comforting statements of God’s word is, “He that keepeth thee will not slumber.” What a wonderful God we have.

He loves to have us love and believe His word and trust Him fully.

Jesus bids us shine,

Upon all around;

Many kinds of darkness,

In the world abound.

Sin and want and sorrow,

So we must shine,

You in your small corner,

And I in mine.

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Bible Questions for November

Answers to Bible Questions for September

“But love ye your enemies,” etc. Luke 6: 35

“And it came to pass,” etc. “ 6: 12

“He shall be great,” etc. “ 1:32

“And the child grew,” etc. “ 2: 40

“And Thou, child,” etc. “ 1: 76

“When once the Master,” etc. “ 13:25

“He said unto them,” etc. “ 9:20

Bible Questions for November

The Answers are to be found in the Acts.

Write the verse containing the words: “Denied.” “Desired.”

Write the verse containing the words: “They will hear.”

Write the verse containing the words: “ Shall not speak evil.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Know His will.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Receive forgiveness of sins.”

Write the verse containing the words: “None other name.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Exalted.” “Repentance.”

Messages of God’s Love 11/7/2015

Walks in Rome. II

The Church of Santa Francesca

WE HAD spent the afternoon looking over the sunny forum, and as we passed the little church of Santa Francesca, the cool dim interior looked so inviting that we went in.

We were looking at the old pictures on the walls when a young monk came up—a mere lad—and said, “Would you like to see the body of Santa Francesca? It is on view today; it is be-eautiful, and a bust by Bernini—most beautiful!”

We did not want to go, but he begged us to come, so, over-persuaded, we followed him to the end of the church, and down some winding stairs to a little vault lit by electric light. Here, in a glass case, in the side of the wall. lay the poor little skeleton of the saint dressed in black and white chiffon, with her bony hands clasping a prayer book. Opposite, against the other wall was a statute of her, showing a young girl with an earnest, upturned face.

“Is she not be-eautiful!” said the boy monk, reverently. “Ah, she was a good woman!” He gazed long and affectionately at the skeleton in the glass case. There was very little we could say to him, but we went away feeling very sad to think of the young monk; pouring out his boyish affection before the skeleton of a woman who had died three hundred years before.

Afterwards, as I thought about it all, it seemed to me that some of us were not much better than the young monk. If we only believe about the Lord Jesus, as one who used to live in this world nineteen hundred years ago, we are treating Him as if He were still lying in His tomb. We are saved, not by believing about the Lord Jesus, but by believing in Him. Of course, we must believe about Him, too.

If the Lord were still in Palestine, walk ing about that land as He used to do, healing sick people, and teaching all who came to Him, would you not want to save up all your money to take that long journey to Palestine, and go to Him?

But we need not take a long journey to get to Him. Now, at this very moment, reverently and earnestly, remembering that we are sinners for whom He has died, we may speak to Him.

A little girl asked me once if it were right to go to the show? I knew that she was a Christian girl, so I said to her, “You must ask Jesus. Do you think He would like you to go to the show?”

“But Jesus can’t answer us,” she said.

Perhaps some of you feel the same way, but it is a mistake. Jesus can answer us. He speaks to our hearts through His word. But you must read His word before you can hear His voice.

Now, I want you to remember these three sayings of the Lord, Himself:

“I am He that liveth and was dead, and behold I am alive for evermore.” (Rev. 1: 18.)

“Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.” , (John 6:37.)

“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.” (John 10:27.)

Messages of God’s Love 11/7/2015

Cristofolo and Jacques

THERE was a warm friendship between Cristofolo and Jacques. The link that united them was the strongest that can keep human hearts together, for Jacques was the means of leading Cristofolo to the Lord Jesus Christ, the Saviour of sinners.

Parents and relatives are often very anxious to give their dear little ones what they call a happy childhood; and this is very kind; but surely, the truest kindneSs is shown by seeking to bring them in touch with the One whose love is beyond all others, in whose hands they are not only safe, but who will be to them through life a true, unchanging Friend.

It is quite possible, too, that by overindulgence a child may be made positively unhappy, and lose all taste for the simple pleasures of childhood. I knew one little girl upon whom her mother had lavished so many gifts, that at length it was quite difficult to discover anything that she wanted when her birthday came round.

But to return to our story. Cristofolo was the child of hard-working parents, whose home was in the Julian Alps. When he was only thirteen years old, his health failed, and they saw with grief that he would not be with them long. Consumption was fast doing its deadly work on his poor little frame.

He seems to have been tenderly cared for, as far as the means of his parents allowed. One evening he was lying on his sofa, which was placed on a broad balcony, where the overhanging trees shaded him from the sun, and from here he had a view of the mountain slope. Presently he saw a man with a stout alpenstock, or climbing pole, and a pack on his back, toiling up the mountain to his cottage.

Cristofolo called to his mother who at once saw that the traveler was a peddler, coming to sell his goods. She received him kindly, and gave him the best food her larder afforded. How glad she must have been afterwards for the welcome she then gave to poor Jacques, for he it was.

Both mother and son soon had a surprise. When Jacques had finished his simple meal, after a courteous salute, he quietly sat down on a low seat at the door, and, taking a book out of his pocket, began to read.

“Mother, dear,” said Cristofolo, “I wish father would come home soon, for I want him to read me a story, and then perhaps I should forget the pain.”

Jacques raised his eyes compassionately to the pale face of the child, and said, “ Shall I read to you, my boy? I think I can read you something which will make you far happier than any story you ever heard.”

Cristofolo was quite willing to listen, and I think you will have guessed that Jacques’ book was God’s own Word. Out of it he read “the old, old story of Jesus and His love,” and the child heard it with real interest; his mother, too, laid down her work and listened. Cristofolo asked some questions about his new friend and the wonderful book he carried in his pocket, and then asked him to read more about Jesus, after which tne good man knelt down and offered up a simple prayer for the souls of those who were thus led to listen to God’s glad tidings of salvation.

To please his dying child, Christofolo’s father invited Jacques to remain under his roof until he had finished the work he was carrying on in that part of the mountain side. And so this faithful servant of God proclaimed the gospel day by day in the cottage, reading and praying and singing hymns in the evenings, and some of the near neighbors would often join them.

Cristofolo was greatly delighted by some texts that his friend hung up on the wall; his great favorite was one that, I am sure, is well known by our little readers. “Suffer little children to come unto Me.” Another was, “God is love.”

Jacques still lingered on, unwilling to leave his beloved little friend, for by this time the. two had formed a warm attachment for each other. One evening, when the reading was over, the boy said, “Dear Jacques, do you think I shall go to heaven when I die? “

Jacques’ answer was that if he had come to God through Christ alone, no doubt he was accepted through his faith in the Lord Jesus as his Saviour.

“You have made me more happy than I ever expected to be,” said Cristofolo. “I do suffer much, but it is a great consolation to be able to talk to Jesus as I lie here. I feel a strange new happiness in having such a Friend whom I can ask to help me and ease me when I suffer.”

It was only a day or two afterwards, that the child’s parents and Jacques stood beside his dying-bed. The window was open, letting in the soft air, and Cristofolo once more gazed upon the lovely scenery in front of it.

“Mother,” said he, “I shall never climb these mountains again but do not cry; ‘tis better so, and I am happy and willing, for Christ has called me. Dear Jacques, come nearer! Let me hold your hand. How I thank you! . . I should never have known the truth, but for you.”

And then he lay silent, but they saw that he was praying, as his lips moved. Soon afterwards he held out his arms to his mother and Jacques, and a radiant smile was on his face. The happy spirit of Cristofolo had gone to be with the Saviour.

Messages of God’s Love 11/7/2015

Not Tonight

One Sunday evening, not long ago, two men were present at a meeting in which salvation was preached and offered in Jesus’ name. Both of them were afterwards personally conversed with, and were entreated to seek the Lord while He might be found. Both listened, but only one of them attended to the things spoken. One was wise and the other was foolish. The one who was wise, received Christ; the other, who was foolish, went away rejecting Him, saying, “Not tonight.”

Many have said and done the same thing, and to their everlasting shame and contempt. What thoughts passed through the mind of this man as he left the meeting no one can say; nor whether he slept comfortably that night after his willful refusal to receive Christ as his Saviour.

A few days afterwards was his last day in this world. He fell into the sea and was drowned. Where do you think his soul will be? Where do you think yours will be, if this night your soul shall be required of you?

“SEEK YE THE LORD WHILE HE MAY BE FOUND, CALL YE UPON HIM WHILE HE IS NEAR.” Isa. 65: 6.

Messages of God’s Love 11/7/2015

Falling Leaves

See, the leaves are quickly falling,

Falling over hill and plain,

Leaving us before the winter;

But they will come back again.

Though each branch looks dark and dreary,

Yet, wherever leaves have been,

There a tiny germ is sleeping;

In the spring ‘twill burst out green.

And the leaves that fade and wither,

Still have useful work to do,

They enrich the earth they fall on,

When the rain has soaked them through.

Nothing that God made is useless;

Trees and flowers all do His will.

Coming, going, as. He appointed,

Carrying out His purpose still.

Messages of God’s Love 11/7/2015

Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother

WE read in the Holy Scriptures that the grandmother and mother of Timothy were believing, God-fearing women. Many of you children know their names, and those who do not, get your Bibles and find them in 2 Tim. 1: 5. No doubt, many of my young readers have believing grandmothers and mothers. This is a great treasure and blessing, because believing parents and grandparents pray much for their children and grandchildren, and make them acquainted with God’s Word. Thus God would have it.

In our picture today, we see an old grandmother with the dear Bible in her lap. See how earnestly and joyfully she instructs those children; how quiet and attentive they are, especially the large girl. Even Frank, the strong, barefooted boy, hears every word, though we would like it better if he would take his hat off while he listens. But, then, grandmother knows just how to tell these Bible stories in such an interesting way, and explain them too, so simply, for her words come from a happy heart which knows and is proving God’s love and faithfulness, because she has to do with Him. It should be so with all of us who speak for Christ to young or old; for what comes from the heart goes to the heart.

Perhaps grandmother gladly stops her knitting or sewing to instruct the little ones in this portion of the Word:

“HONOR THY FATHER AND MOTHER.” Eph. 6:2.

This is lacking so much in many homes. God’s blessing will never rest on disobedient children, but rather His displeasure and His rod. God has many means and ways to chastise or to bless us in this life, as He sees the need. Yes, dear children, take heed to God’s Word and follow it to your blessing and joy. It leads you to Jesus, the Saviour, who will take us home to the Father’s house. On the other hand, what sorrow has many a one brought upon himself or herself, by not heeding this exhortation in the days of their youth. Dear children, would you know a means by which to possess yourself of long life? There is one receipt for this, and here it is: “Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right. Honor thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise; that it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.” (Eph. 6:1, 2, 3.) We can never transgress or do wrong without suffering, because it is written, “Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” Thus God in His wisdom has ordered it, and no one can alter it. How many a young man or young woman who have made shipwreck of their lives, could trace their first failure back to the time when they began to be disobedient to their parents, and treat them in a disrespectful way.

Messages of God’s Love 11/14/2015

Barthelemy Milon

BARTHELEMY MILON was born in Paris at the beginning of the sixteenth century. He was the son of a poor soap maker. In his father’s house there was neither luxury nor comfort of any kind, but on the contrary they were often in need, and sometimes did not know where the bread for the morrow was to come from. In spite of this, Bartholo (as the lad was called), grew tall and strong. His companions admired his skill, his strength and his intelligence. They all recognized his superiority and gave in to his caprices. Bartholo’s father troubled himself very little about him, and allowed him to run the streets, not only from morning to night, but often from night to morning, as well.

As he grew to manhood, Bartholo became the acknowledged head of a band of young good-for-nothings who spent their time in folly of all kinds. He had a very high opinion of his own ability and let no opportunity pass of showing it off before the eyes of his companions. So daring that he seemed unable to recognize danger, he threw himself headlong into the quarrels and riots so frequent in the streets. of. Paris at this period, and if he did not always come out of them victorious, at least he covered himself with glory in the eyes of his associates. In this way he satisfied the aspirations of his ambitious and tyrannical character.

The wild and undisciplined boy became a passionate, self-willed young man who sought to quench his insatiable thirst by emptying to the dregs the cup of pleasure which this world offers. Bartholo knew no restraint; he eagerly followed his depraved tastes and rushed with hurrying steps along the broad road which leadeth to destruction.

Brought up in the bosom of the Roman church, he despised its teaching and turned into ridicule the priests whose life too often offered but a sorry example. As to the true Christians, those whom Bartholo heard called “heretics” or “huguenots,” he detested them with his whole heart, and when an occasion offered, spared them neither mockery nor cruel treatment.

In this way Barthelemy Milon was living when God suddenly stopped him in his fearful descent. One day, in one of his customary adventures, Bartholo fell and broke several ribs. He dragged himself home, raging and blaspheming at what had happened, and, refusing all medical help, he declared that he would doctor himself. At first all went well, his wounds seemed to heal, and Bartholo expected to take up his former life again, when, suddenly, the true results of his fall appeared. The spinal cord had probably been injured, for little by little the young man lost the use of his limbs, and, after a few months, he became a complete cripple.

The unfortunate boy, formerly so strong and daring, became as weak as an infant; he spent his days seated in an armchair at the window of his father’s workshop. Happily for him, he could still use his hands and thus provide for his daily support, but he was unable to take a single step without help. Every movement caused him terrible pain. The hand of God was heavy upon Bartholo, but his will was not broken and his pride refused to bow. His heart was filled with evil thoughts; discontent and rebellion were written on his face. The jealousy which Bartholo felt for all those who were not afflicted as he was, expressed itself in the bitter jokes and sharp speeches which he threw at the passersby, who had been guilty of too inquisitive a glance at him. The hatred of the unfortunate creature for priests and all who had a clerical appearance grew greater every day.

At this time every one was speaking of Luther, the German monk, who had dared to raise his voice against the Roman church. The evangelical doctrines, brought to light by the great Reformer, had found many adherents in France, and the Huguenots, as they were called, were at this moment enjoying comparative freedom.

One day Bartholo saw passing his window a man whom he recognized as a Huguenot pastor. According to his custom, the cripple insulted him with coarse words, accompanied by a fearful curse. The pastor stopped, evidently surprised at hearing such expressions coming, without the least provocation on his part, from the lips of a young invalid. He fixed his eyes on Bartholo, and an expression of tender pity spread over his face. Drawing near the window, he said, quietly: “Unfortunate young man, why do you mock me in this way? and why do you blaspheme the holy name of God? Do you not see that God has afflicted you in your body, in order to deliver your soul from the slavery of sin?”

Having said these words, the stranger passed on. Great was Bartholo’s surprise. Profoundly impressed, he could not withdraw his eyes from the stranger, who was quietly going on his way. “Deliver my soul? What does that mean?” thought the cripple.

At this moment the pastor seemed to change his mind; he turned round, again approached the window near which Bartholo was seated, and drawing a volume from the folds of his dress, he held it out to him, saying, “Read this, my poor friend, and when I pass again in a few days’ time, you must tell me what you think of it.”

Bartholo took the book which the pastor held out to him, and opened it at once. It was a part of the New Testament, a treasure of inestimable price at a time when books were very rare and very expensive.

Bartholo began to read, and the more he read the more he felt himself touched by the contents of the precious volume. The book spoke to him of his soul, of his sinful state, of the necessity of salvation; but chiefly and always of Christ, the Saviour, who came into the world to seek and to save that which was lost. With Bartholo, curiosity which at first had been the only motive which led him to read, changed little by little into admiration, and soon to admiration was joined a deep respect. As he read, strange feelings awakened in his heart. He saw himself and his past life in the light of God, and he understood that Jesus Christ alone could wash away his sins.

Those who surrounded him were surprised at the change in the cripple’s conduct and manner of life, but nobody thought of questioning him.

Sometime afterwards the Huguenot pastor returned to Bartholo. What was his surprise when he found himself no longer received by insults and profane words, but by a smile of cordial welcome. “Come here, sir,” cried Bartholo, when he saw him in the distance. “The Lord has saved my soul by His grace. Rejoice with me. God has pardoned the prodigal son. His love is so great; we ought to proclaim it to the whole world.”

My young readers may imagine the joy of the Lord’s servant at seeing so real and prompt a work of God in this rebellious heart. What God does is wonderful. It sometimes seems to us that He acts too quickly, sometimes on the contrary, that He works too slowly, but it is always His wisdom and His eternal love that direct Him, and He never makes a mistake. When we are able to see the whole path and to understand His complete work, there will be no room in our own souls for anything but praise and adoration.

Bartholo had served his first master, Satan, with his whole heart. From this day, he gave himself up, body and soul, to the service of the Lord Jesus Christ. Not content with being himself a Christian, he longed to share with others the treasure which he had found. He spoke of Jesus to his parents, to his friends, to his father’s customers; no difficulty checked him. He who had been a scoffer had become an evangelist.

Bartholo had a fine voice, and knew how to play on several instruments. Heretofore, he had been accustomed to sing frivolous choruses in taverns and drinking-houses; from the moment of his conversion he consecrated his musical talent to the service of the Lord who had entrusted it to him. Morning and evening he would sing hymns which he accompanied on the guitar, and the neighbors crowded round his window that they might lose no note of, these harmonious sounds. Bartholo would seize the opportunity, and speak to them of the grace and love of God.

(To be continued.)

Messages of God’s Love 11/14/2015

For the Lord's Little Ones

O! I am so glad that it says in God’s Word,

The children train up in the fear of the Lord,

And tell e’en the youngest of Jesus’ blest love;

How He came here to die, and now lives above.

Each child has oft sinned, both in word and in deed,

But His cleansing blood meets our very deep need,

And washes us clean as the pure falling snow

Ere it reaches the ground and is trodden below.

Although His great throne is beyond the blue sky,

The distance is nothing to His loving eye;

He sees us awake and He sees us in bed;

He carefully numbers each hair on our head.

When we behave kindly it makes His heart glad,

But if we are naughty He thinks it so sad:

We’ll try to be gentle, obedient and good;

And thus we shall please Him—as all children should.

And soon He is coming in glory so bright,

With loud sounding trumpet and fullness of light,

To meet there above in a white shining cloud,

All those who down here to His name shall have bowed.

Messages of God’s Love 11/14/2015

In a Hollow Place

A MOTHER was quietly engaged in her domestic work, when the dreadful news came, “Come to the police station; your child has been run over by a heavy wagon.”

She hastened to the station and found her boy surrounded by strangers. The surgeon had not yet arrived. She was told that the wheels passed over his foot, but on examination she found no real injury. She said to her little darling, “Why, Willie, how could the wagon have passed over your foot and not have crushed it?”

The child looked up in his mother’s face, and said, “Mamma, I think God put it in a hollow place.”

Messages of God’s Love 11/14/2015

The A. B. C. of the Gospel

WITH what quiet, calm thoughtfulness the men read the passages of Scripture on the poster on the wall. Well they may, for they bring before us man’s sinful condition, God’s remedy and the invitation to the weary soul to come to Jesus.

Have you thought of that first text, “All have sinned, and come short of the glory of God”? (Rom. 3:23.) What a terrible thing it is to think of coming short of God’s glory, and yet have to do with Him.

If it were not for the next verse, we might be filled with trouble, but thanks be to God, He has provided a means whereby we may have our sins put away, so the second verse says,

“BEHOLD THE LAMB OF GOD, WHICH TAKETH AWAY THE SIN OF THE WORLD.” John 1:29.

“Who is the Lamb of God? I am sure most of my readers can readily answer, It is Jesus, the Son of God. Yes, dear children, but presented to us as the One who was to be a sacrifice for our sins. So the word to us is, “Behold,” or look upon, “the Lamb of God.” The next sentence tells us what He does,—”which taketh away the sin of the world.” It is Jesus, then, who came to put away sin by the sacrifice of Himself. But who will get the benefit of that sacrifice? The one who comes to Jesus. So the third verse says, “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” (Math. 11:28.) If you have first been troubled about your sins and felt their load, then the word to you is, “Behold the Lamb of God” and “Come unto Me.” He puts sin away, He gives rest to all who look to Him or will come to Him.

How terrible must the judgment be for those who will not come to the Lord after all the love. God has shown to them in giving His Son as the Lamb to die for sinners. May you, dear children, not turn away from Jesus, but come to Him now.

Messages of God’s Love 11/21/2015

Barthelemy Nilon

(Continued.)

Often, too, the children of the neighborhood would come and stand around his easy chair. No one knew better than Bartholo how to tell an interesting story. In this way he caught the attention of his young hearers, and he never allowed them to depart without reading to them or teaching them some passage from the word of God.

Bartholo employed his enforced leisure in doing ornamental carving on the hilts of swords and sabres. He was very skillful in this trade, and the jewelers paid him well for his work. The money earned in this way was also consecrated to the service of the Master. After having given a share to his parents, Bartholo distributed the remainder to those of his fellow-countrymen whom persecution had reduced to poverty.

“Thus several years passed by. Francis the First, a fickle and immoral sovereign, having at first favored the Huguenots, had become their most cruel enemy. Scaffold., were erected all over France; the king seemed to have but one aim, to extirpate at any price “the Lutheran heresy.” The reading of the Bible, or of the works of the Reformers, was forbidden under pain of death. Every copy which could be discovered was burned in a public place by the hand of the executioner. The Huguenot pastors were hunted from one place to another like partridges on the mountains; those who were able to do so left the country and took refuge in Holland or America; others, unwilling to abandon their brethren, were thrown into prison, hastily condemned and cruelly put to death.

In spite of all these obstacles, the zeal of the Huguenots did not grow cold. No longer daring to preach in public, they tried other means of making known the good news of salvation by faith in Christ. During a dark night in the late autumn, some daring adherents of “the new doctrine” fastened upon the public buildings and in the principal streets of Paris, printed notices announcing in large and easily read letters the principles of the Christian faith. In our days, such a proceeding may seem questionable, but we must remember that at that time difficulties without number put in the way of preaching the gospel, justified the use of means which we should hesitate to accept in this age of liberty and toleration. Great was the astonishment of the Parisians at the sight of these notices, everywhere groups of curious people were gathered round to read and comment upon them. The priests were beside themselves, and energetically hunted out the authors of this attempt against the Holy Roman church. One of the first houses which they visited was that of Bartholo. They knew very well that the cripple could not have posted up the notices himself, but they suspected that he had been mixed up in the business.

Bartholo was seated in his accustomed place near the window, when a party of soldiers entered the shop.

“Get up,” the leader cried, roughly.

“I cannot do so, sir,” answered Bartholo, gently. “There is only One who can enable me to stand up. I am paralyzed.”

The leader turned round with a gesture of irritation and ordered his solders to search the house. Unhappily for Bartholo, several copies of the fatal notices were found in a box where he kept his papers.

“Take this vile heretic away,” ordered the captain, and triumphing with a wicked joy, the soldiers dragged after them through the streets, the poor cripple who could not offer the least resistance.

With six other prisoners, Bartholo was thrown into a dark dungeon. The next day they were brought before the tribunal, and after a mock trial, the seven friends were condemned to perish at the stake.

At the sound of this terrible sentence, Bartholo and his companions showed no signs of fear. Happy and confident, they knew in whom they had believed, and felt it an honor to be called to suffer for the name of Him who gave His life for them. The poor cripple who, on account of his bodily weakness, had the most to complain of the cruelty of his persecutors, thought of nothing but of how to comfort and encourage his friends. He consoled them by his patience and serenity, directing their eyes to Him who has promised to be with His own until the end of the race.

In order to make an impression on the people and to strike them with a salutary fear, the court had decided to execute the prisoners one after another in different quarters of the city. The 13th of November, 1534, was the day fixed upon for Bartholo to suffer.

As he could not walk, they put him on a cart which they drove slowly through the principal quarters of the town. By a refinement of cruelty, they ordered that the procession should pass the home of the condemned man, that home where he had formerly been so miserable, but where later, in spite of his bodily sufferings, he had known the unspeakable joy which the world cannot give.

The pile was laid when they reached the place chosen for the execution. Bartholo was laid on the wood, and soon the sinister crackling of the flames was heard.

“Moderate the fire,” cried the officer, who was directing the wicked work. “The sentence directs that the cursed heretic is to burn slowly.” But Bartholo hears nothing; one might believe that he does not feel the fierceness of the flames; his hands are joined, his eyes are raised, and from his lips escapes a fervent prayer to Him who has loved Him and given himself for Him.

Many of his friends and brethren in the faith are hidden among the crowd. They wish to sustain to the end by their presence the faith of the martyr. They weep and tremble at the sight of the flames which rise higher and higher and soon completely envelope the pile. And Bartholo? Ah! what happiness is his! A few moments of conflict and suffering and then he enters into the joy of his Lord. For him the crown of life, for him the word: “Well done, good and faithful servant.” In truth, the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed.

Nearly four hundred years have passed since the day when Barthelemy Milon suffered death for the Saviour whom he loved. The coming of the Lord is very near. Yet a little while and all those who have been found faithful will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father.

And you, dear reader, where will you be? There are not three paths. “See, I have set before thee this day life and good, death and evil . . . therefore, choose life that thou mayest live.” (Deut. 30:15, 19.)

Messages of God’s Love 11/21/2015

The Name of Jesus

Or, Lucy’s Dream
(Mark 10:14. Acts 4:12.)

Sleep, balmy, soft, unconscious sleep,

Stole o’er a little maid,

But ere her hour of waking dawned

To dreamland she had strayed.

Her spirit soared above earth’s clouds

To where a city bright

Needs neither sun, nor moon, nor star,

The Lamb is all its light.

And then she saw that gates of pearl

Shut in that blessed scene,

Where naught defiling e’er may come;

Where all is pure and clean.

A band of children stand without—

Hark! one is knocking now;

The potter opens—grave his mien,

Pure and serene his brow.

“What name, my child?” he quicIdy asks;

“My name, good sir, is Joan.”

`’Then you must go your way, alas!

That name is here unknown.”

Thus with a boy, who boldly says

“My name is Theodore.”

His name is not on record there:

The gates are closed once more.

Poor Lucy sighs to see them shut,

When lo! a vision bright

Before her tearful eyes appears—

A tiny form in white

With baby hand is knocking soft,

The gate wide open flies—

“What name?” The question’s asked again.

“Jesus,” the child replies.

The porter’s face lights now with joy,

Stooping, he takes the child,

And carries her within the gates,

Saying, in accents mild,

“Come in, dear lamb, thrice welcome here,

To you the kingdom’s given,

For that sweet Name, that Name alone,

The passport is to heaven.”

* * * * *

Now Lucy rubbed ^{-^{her sleepy eyes,}}

And wakened from her dream,

But oh! its light shone in her soul,

Nor proved a transient gleam—

She bowed with lowly, contrite heart,

Low at the Saviour’s feet,

And fully blessed, she’s waiting now,

Her risen Lord to meet.

Messages of God’s Love 11/21/2015

Love

MANY of you, no doubt, like the little girl in the picture, have pet dogs which you love very much. You like to play with them, feed them and caress them.

Here the dog looks perfectly contented and happy, folded so lovingly in the little girl’s arms. While the child’s bright, kind face tells how fondly she is attached to her affectionate pet.

It is a good thing to have this gentle love for the dear little creatures God has given us, and it pleases Him to have us treat them kindly. But can you tell me whose love is far greater than any you may have for your pets, or even for your parents and friends? Many of you can answer very quickly, for you have heard again and again the old, sweet story of God’s love.

Can you tell who it was that God loved? “Yes,” you say, “He loved sinners.”

And how much did He love them? So much, dear children, that He gave His only Son to die for them. Jesus was in heaven with God, the Father, but He left His home on high—a home of glory and happiness—and came as a little babe into this world of sin and sorrow.

As He grew older, He was always obedient to His parents. He never did anything wrong, but always that which was pleasing to God.

When He became a man, He went about doing good—helping those who were in trouble of any kind.

But wicked men nailed Him to a cross, and there God laid our sins upon Him. All this, dear reader, that you and I might not have to suffer the punishment we deserved for our many sins. Was not this wonderful love!

Now He wants us to love Him who first loved us. Do not turn away from such love. Believe on this loving Saviour, who wants you to come to Him and have all your sins forgiven. “The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin.” (1 John 1:7!)

“IN THIS WAS MANIFESTED THE LOVE OF GOD TOWARD US, BECAUSE THAT GOD SENT HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON INTO THE WORLD, THAT WE MIGHT LIVE THROUGH HIM.” 1 John 4:9.

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

In Christ

LONG time ago, when God was obliged to destroy man (whom He had created) from the face of the earth, by sending the Flood, because the wickedness of man was so great, you will remember that Noah and his family were saved in the ark. Noah built the ark according to God’s directions, and by comparing Gen. 6:15 with 1 Kings 6:2 we learn what a huge building it was. There was room in it, no doubt, for all who would listen to the preaching of Noah, and repent of their sins. “God is love,” and not willing that any should perish, so through Noah He warned the people of coming judgment on account of their sins, just as He long afterwards, by Jonah, warned the people of Nineveh. But they did not “take heed” to the warning, and so God sent a flood of waters upon the earth, and destroyed all flesh wherein was the breath of life. The ark was the only place of safety, and Noah and his family, together with some of every kind of living thing of all flesh, two of every sort, were safe in the ark before the Flood came. Outside the ark there was nothing but death. We may be sure that many of the people wished they had believed what God had said to them through Noah; but it was too late then to repent, for the door was shut. The ark may remind us of Christ, because all who believe in Jesus are “in Christ,” and are just as safe from coming judgment as Noah was in the ark; and all who do not believe in Jesus are out of Christ, and are just as sure of destruction as those who were outside the ark.

I once read of a lady who was talking to a little girl about being “in Christ.” Lucy (as we will call her) said it made her think of one day when she hid herself. Lucy was in her mother’s bedroom, and seeing her mother’s dress on the sofa, she covered herself with it, and lay down on the floor. Soon she heard some footsteps, and one servant said to the other, as they passed the door, “Why, there’s mistress’ dress on the floor!”

Lucy said, “Not a bit of me was seen, not even my toes.” Lucy thought that was like being in Christ; God did not see her at all, except as in Christ. Dear children, are you “in Christ”? Remember, there is no salvation or happiness out of Christ.

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

The Two Mites

Mark 12:41-44

I AM glad this poor woman came in just as she did. I am glad she did not stop, look at her mites, and say, “There is no use in my giving only these.”

I am glad she did not look at her little family and say, “I must not rob my children.” I am glad she did not look at her rich neighbors and say, “They will not expect me to give.” Because, if she had, Mark could not have told us how the Lord loves littles. He does not love stingy littles, or careless littles, or grudging littles. If we give Him such littles we cannot expect His favor or approval, for “God loves a cheerful giver.” This poor woman gave Him her little all; and it was the “all” that pleased the Lord, whether little or much, because God loves to be trusted, not half-way, but wholly.

Did you ever hear of the poor woman who gave her tea-kettle? Perhaps not. Well, she did. She was poor and old, and lived with her son, who never gave her a farthing. She had not much comfort in anybody but God. He comforted her, and she took great delight in praising Him and praying. And it pleased her to hear the minister tell about preaching Christ to the heath n, and getting the little black children into Jesus’ fold; and she wished she could do something.

The minister asked her one day if she had not her widow’s mite to give. “Come in ten weeks,” said she, “and see.” Well, she thought and thought where she should get it, and quite likely wondered how the poor widow in the Bible got hers. She was past earning it; besides, she lived near the pine woods, where money was scarce.

One night, as she lay praying and thinking, she thought of an old brass tea-kettle there was up in the garret, under the eaves of the house; and the next morning she went and found it among the dust and rubbish of years. It was her tea-kettle. She took it, under her shawl. to the blacksmith’s shop, and there sold it for—how much do you think? Fifty cents! When the minister came back she put the money into the Lord’s treasury; and how happy and thankful she was. It was one of those little “alls” very .dear to the heart of God.

Then you know how the “two mites” gained, according to God’s arithmetic. “This poor widow,” said Jesus, “cast in more than they all;” for “two mites,” added to love, and multiplied by faith, and that multiplied again and again by prayer, will run up very fast; I expect faster than we can count, or see to count. Nor can we see the answer; but God can. It is in a rich revenue of blessing—a treasure laid up on
high. (Luke 12:34.)

Is it not comforting, children, to think God will take our “little ails”? “What are you going to do with your two mites?”

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

Rescued from the Well

A LITTLE boy, scarcely five years old, fell down a very deep well. Just, however, before reaching the water at the bottom, he managed to catch the rope, and he clung to it for dear life. A woman who saw him fall was soon on the spot, and was quickly joined there by others. They saw at once that the only way to save him was for someone to go down to where he was; but who would risk his life to save the child?

One brave man at last stepped forward and offered to go. Slowly and carefully he was lowered by a stout rope, and, after a toilsome descent, he reached the child and fastened a second rope round his body. Both, though much exhausted, were drawn together safely to the top.

Does not this, dear little reader, remind you of the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, who came into this world to save sinners: came from glory, bright and fair, down to the very place where we lay in our sins? Yes, down even to the cross, to bear there the punishment, laying down His life in His love; then buried in the dark grave, from which He so triumphantly has risen.

Why did the brave man of whom you have read go down that deep well to the little boy? “O,” you answer, “to bring him up!” Yes, and that is why the Lord Jesus came down for us, that He might bring us up, and have us, who trust in Him, with Him forever in His blest home above the bright blue sky.

If you have not yet trusted Him as your own Saviour, you are like the little boy down in the dark well. He could not save himself. You cannot save yourself. You need Christ, for no one else can save. The kind, strong man who went down to save the little boy did not leave him until he had safely brought him to the top. The Lord Jesus Christ will nez.er, leave those who trust in Him. He, who paid His own precious blood as the price for their salvation, will never let them p:rish. The man was ready to save, and able to save, the little boy; and the Lord Jesus who died upon the cross to save you, if only you
trust Him.

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

Believe What God Has Said

O! tell me, mother! can it tie,

God loves a little child like me?

And speaks to me in all you’ve read?

Is that dear Book what God has said?

It is my child! ‘tis God’s own voice,

To make your little heart rejoice;

To tell you how He loved and led

Those who believe what God had said.

He once told Noah that a flood

Should drown those who believed not God;

But Noah lived when they were dead,

For he believed what God had said.

When God told Abram—in His grace—

“This way leads to a better place,”

He went—not knowing where it lead—

But he believed what God had said.

And now God tells that from on high

He sent His only Son to die;

That for my little one He bled—

Let her believe what God has said.

So well He loves her, as to say,

I’ll take that naughty heart away;

For which I’ve punished My own Son—

Only believe what I have done.

That naughty heart that grieves Me sore,

I’ll never find it any more,

I’ll make her holy like My Son,

If she believes what He has done!

I’ll bring her to My own bright place,

And let her look upon My face;

And O! how happy she will be,

Because she has believed in Me.

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

A Place Prepared

A DEAR little girl of nine years old was about to go with her parents to the far West. Up to this time she had not been many miles from the place where she was born, and as we spoke of the long journey and of all the strange, new things this little girl might meet in that far-off country, I could not help asking her, “Are you not afraid?”

Wonderingly she raised her eyes to mine, and simply said, “Father has gone to get ready for us.”

This settled every question for the little maiden. She did not know the land she was bound for; but there was one there whom she did know, whose love she had proved, and whom she had trusted, and she was at rest. Nor was her confidence disappointed; her father met her on the way, and took her with him to the new home he had got ready, better even than the one she had left.

Her words made me think of what the Lord Jesus said to His disciples before He went away: “I go to prepare a place for you.” ( John 14:2.)

Do you, dear little boy or girl, know One who has gone to prepare a place for you? Do you know the Saviour Jesus as your own Saviour? Have you trusted His love, that love that brought Him down from heaven to die and shed His blood, to put away your sins, that you may be there?

O! if you do not yet know Him, come to Him now, and prove His love, and then you will be one of those of whom Jesus said, “I will come again, and receive you unto Myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.” (John 14: 3.)

Messages of God’s Love 11/28/2015

Bible Questions for December

Answers to Bible Questions for October

“Then saith He to Thomas,” etc. John 20:27.

And there are also,” etc. “ 21:25.

“He that believeth,” etc. “ 3:36.

“Jesus said unto them,” etc. “ 8:42.

“If ye abide in Me,” etc. “ 15: 7.

“When they were filled,” etc. “ 6: 12.

“If any man serve Me.” etc. “ 12: 26.

Bible Questions for December

The Answers are to be found in Romans.

Write the verse containing the words: “A man is justified.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Divisions and offences.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Holy, and just.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Helpeth our infirmities.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Worketh wrath.”

Write the verse containing the words: “The end of the law.”

Write the verse containing the words: “Feed him.” “Give him drink.”

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

The Halifax Fisherman

“And at midnight there was a cry made, Behold the bridegroom cometh, go ye out to meet Him.” (Matt. 25:6.)

A SHORT time ago I heard a servant of the Lord speaking on this subject and as an illustration he told the following little story:

As you know, perhaps, Halifax Bay is an inlet of the sea, which runs right up to the City of Halifax. On the points of land on each side of the harbor and looking out over the sea, are large forts, with guns and soldiers to guard the bay.

One summer afternoon two brothers in the Lord started out to walk about six miles to one of these forts, to visit a young artillery soldier quartered there. On arriving they were told that their friend was absent. So before returning to the city they took a short walk along the beach and came to a fishing village. As they were admiring the scenery, a fisherman came up and invited them to go into his house to rest and have supper. Both of them being tired, they gladly accepted this kindness. During supper, the conversation turned on the coming of the Lord for the church and the fisherman was asked if he were ready for that coming. He confessed honestly and openly that he was not. “Now,” said they, “if you knew that the Lord Jesus Christ was coming tonight—at midnight—(it was then about seven o’clock), what would you do to get ready?”

“Well,” he said slowly, “I should not use any more bad words; I should try to be as good as I could and not sin, and I think I should say my prayers!”

“Yes,” they said, “that is very well and no more than you should do. But saying prayers, laying off swearing, and being good, will not save you: will not make you ready for the coming of the Lord. Now, supposing you had a pair of scales; and in one scale you put all the sins you had committed in your life, and in the other scale, put your good doings, saying your prayers, etc., for the five hours. Now hold up the scales, as it were, and see how you have left Christ out altogether.

“If your good doings atoned for your bad doings, you could be saved without Christ at all! But that cannot be. You must put all your doings, had and good into one scale. and then put the Lord Jesus Christ and what He did, to save sinners—put His precious blood into the other scale. That is what squares the account with God. Nothing else!”

In other words, they told the fisherman that he must take the Lord Jesus Christ as his Saviour, by trusting alone, what He did to save sinners, and nothing of our own can avail.

Dear reader, so must you, if you have not yet done so, or you will die in your sins, and be raised again in them, and be judged and condemned for them forever. Or if alive at the coming of the Lord you will be left behind for judgment. When Christ conies as the Bridegroom, those who are ready will go in with Him to the marriage, and the door will he shut. Make haste! Come now!

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

The Iron Boot

THERE’S poor Johnnie Truman with his iron boot; I think it so cruel in his mother making him wear it, when he hates it.”

An iron boot! A boot with no give to it must be terribly cramping. How hard to the soft flesh; how rigid to the flexible muscles! Can the joints turn on their sockets? With an iron boot on, can a boy play? Can he run? It must be dragging work even to walk. Poor Johnnie! Did his mother put it on for a punishment? Did she do it to fetter him, as Mr. Day does his horse to hinder him from running away?

“Oh mother!” cried Johnnie, “do take this iron boot off. It almost kills me. I don’t care if I am lame. I don’t care if my legs are crooked. I don’t care if my ankle is out of joint. I don’t care how I am when I grow up. All I want is this off now!” and Johnnie worried and fretted until almost the whole house was out of patience. He behaved as if his mother made him wear it on purpose to trouble him. Did she? O, no, no.

The bones in the little boy’s right foot and ankle were soft. The bones bent and were growing out of their proper proportions, when his mother consulted a physician, who put his foot into an iron boot. .It was done to support the bones, and keep them in place, until they should grow strong and healthy as bones in general. But Johnnie had no faith. He did not believe it would do any good. He was sure, he said, it was no use; and therefore, instead of trusting his mother and the doctor, and trying to be patient, he kept complaining.

“Why don’t you pull it off, and let him take the consequences?” said a woman, quite worn out by Johnnie’s unreasonable conduct. “I would.”

His mother looked grieved; but with eyes of pitying affection she stroked her little boy’s hair, and said

“I must act for the future good of my child. Johnnie will one day thank me for it. If he would not dwell on it so, it would not be so hard to bear. Johnnie has a great deal to make him good and happy in spite of his iron boot, and that won’t last long.”

Johnnie hung down his head. He felt a little ashamed, for he well knew in how many thousand ways his mother tried to soothe and make him happy; and as for the boot, it was only for his good.

This year of sorrow and discipline at length passed away, and Johnnie grew up to be a tall, handsome man, with strong limbs and a firm tread. And what do you think he often said to his mother?

“Mother, I can’t be too thankful that you persisted in making me wear that iron boot. I should have been a poor cripple today but for you, mother, who bore so patiently with my complaining.”

Have you an iron boot on, my dear child? Every little trial which you have—and children have their trials—is the iron boot which your Father in heaven puts on you. Many a time you feel it pinching, and are ready to cry. Do you fret and worry, and try to kick it off? Such conduct grieves God. He wants you to trust Him and be patient; and in numberless other ways He tries to make you happy. He desires you to dwell on the mercies which crown your days. That will cause you to exclaim, “Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His holy name,” and make you happy, very happy, in spite of trial. By-and-by you will know why He tries you, and see and acknowledge how good and gracious were His purposes in every iron boot He caused you to wear.

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

The Story of a Hymn

“And lo, thou art unto them as a song of loves.” (Ezek. 33:32; margin.)

CESAR MALAN, a devoted servant of the Lord, one day when a guest in a home, asked the daughter of the house whether she was a Christian. She resented it, and he told her that he would pray that she might “give her heart to Christ and become a useful worker for Him.”

The spirit of God then began to work in her heart, and some days after she said to him:

“I do not know how to find Christ. I want you to help me!”

“Come to Him just as you are!” said Malan.

Charlotte Elliott came to Him as she was, and afterwards became a useful worker for Him, as a great many can testify who have found blessing through the hymn she wrote, in which she so sweetly and simply expresses how she came to Jesus, and found in Him all she needed.

‘‘Just as I am—without one plea,

But that Thy blood was shed for me,

And that Thou bidst me come to Thee:

O Lamb of God, I come!

Just as I am—Thy love unknown,

Has broken every barrier down:

Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,

O Lamb of God, I come!”

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

Contentment

COULD you be contented, little reader, to have a meal as these children are enjoying, with a wheelbarrow for a seat, no table, and only a bowl of soup apiece for food? Perhaps some of you would. Sometimes, when very hungry, we are easily satisfied.

But some of you who always have all you want, might think it hard to have such a plain meal and so poorly served. How many of you think, when eating, that God is the Giver of all you have? To some of His children He gives very comfortable homes and plenty of good food. But with all this they may have troubles and sorrow of heart.

Others may have plainer homes and less to eat, but very little sickness and no loss of loved ones.

God does not give any of us everything, for if He did, we would be too ready to be satisfied down here, and forget that He is the “Giver of every good and perfect gift.”

But while God does not give us all we might wish of this world’s goods, He does give us all we need.

The three children look contented with their bowls of soup, and seem to be enjoying them. And that is what the Lord would like to see in each one of us. Whether He gives us little or whether He gives us much, we should be very grateful to Him for what we have.

The glittering gems of earth are oft denied,

That with our Lord we may be satisfied.

And yet He showers about us gifts untold,

For God knows when to give and when withhold.

We are much happier when satisfied with what we have than when we are continually wishing for this thing and that thing that God knows we are better off without. In His Word He says:

“BE CONTENT WITH SUCH THINGS AS YE HAVE.” Heb. 13:5.

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

Salvation

Children dear have precious souls,

Souls for which the Saviour died—

Souls for which the Prince of Life

Was on Calvary crucified.

How it tells the matchless love

Of the blessed Son of God.

Thus to come from heaven to bear

Sin’s tremendous heavy load.

Had He not upon the cross

Borne the wrath that sin deserved,

Never had our happy ears

That sweet word, salvation, heard.

Now we hear the joyful sound

Of salvation full and free;

Faith in Jesus makes it ours,

Now, and through eternity!

Messages of God’s Love 12/5/2015

Waiting

DEAR children, what do these bright pretty faces make you think of? They seem to be waiting—watching for something. Perhaps some of you often sit out on your door step or porch, side by side, waiting for mother or father to come home. And what do you do when you see them coming? You may clap your hands for joy as you run to meet them. You are happy to see again those you love.

Is there anyone else you are watching for? Some One you have not yet seen—One you have learned to love though still unseen? Many of you know and love the blessed Saviour who died for you. You know your sins are forgiven through faith in His name. Do you know also that He is coming to take you and all who love Him to His home above? Do you know that any day, any hour, He may descend into the clouds, and call us up to meet Him in a moment—in the twinkling of an eye? (1 Thess. 4: 16, 17; 1 Cor. 15:51, 52.)

So He wants you to be always waiting and watching for Him, ready to be called away at any moment from this world of sin and sorrow. Ready to meet Him in the air, ready to share His home and throne above. Are you watching? Are you longing with joy to see that blessed face?

The apostle Paul says,—”Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love His appearing.” 2 Tim. 4: 8.

“WHAT I SAY UNTO YOU, I SAY UNTO ALL, WATCH.” Mark 13:37.

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

Is Your Name Written in Heaven?

WHAT a strange question!” perhaps some boy or girl exclaims, as they read the above title.

“I never thought about it. How can I tell that?”

But it is very important that you should know this, for we read about the judgment of the Great White Throne in Rev. 20, that “whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire.”

It is a question that will affect you for all eternity. There is no middle place, either it is the book of life or the lake of fire.

In Luke 10:20, we read of those to whom it was said, “Rather rejoice because your names are written in heaven,” and in Phil. 4:3, “My fellow-laborers, whose names are in the book of life.”

And you, too, may know now that your name is written there, if you receive the Lord Jesus as your Saviour, for “He that hath the Son hath life, and he that hath not the Son of God bath not life.” (1 John 5:12.)

I will tell you of a girl who, when about fourteen, came to know that her name was in the book of life. She had Christian parents, and went to Sunday school, and had heard how she could be saved, and thought she was all right.

One day she was asked this question, “Is your name written in heaven?” and she answered, “I don’t know”; but after a little conversation, in which she was shown how important it was for her to know this, she became anxious to be saved.

Some verses were read to her from the Word of God, and amongst them, “that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures” (1 Cor. 15:4, 5), and “He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life.” ( John 3:36.)

Our young friend rested her soul on these words of God, and went home that night rejoicing in the knowledge that she had eternal life, and that her name was written in heaven.

Now I do trust that all boys and girls who read this will ask themselves the question, “Is my name written in the book of life?” and that they will not rest until they know that it is.

Do not think that you will try to be good, and that will make you all right. Your own goodness can never write your name there; but come to the Lord Jesus, who died that you might live, just as you are, and He will give you life, and all you need, for “the gift of God is eternal life, through Jesus Christ our Lord.” (Rom. 6:23.)

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

The Cleansing Blood

A POOR man on the coast of Malabar, India, had inquired how he might atone for his sins. He was directed to drive iron spikes sufficiently blunted through his sandals; to place his naked feet on these spikes and walk 480 miles. If through loss of blood and fatigue, he was obliged to halt, he might wait for healing and strength.

He undertook the journey, and while weary and footsore, and resting under a shady tree, he heard a missionary preaching that the blood of Jesus Christ, God’s Son, cleanseth from all sin. The man rose up, threw off his torturing sandals and exclaimed, “This is what I want!”

This is what we all want. Salvation is not obtained by doing penance nor by any of our works.

“By grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: not of works.” (Eph. 2:8, 9.)

“If it be of works, then it is no more grace.” (Rom. 11:6.)

“The gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” (Rom. 6:23.)

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

Millie's Fears

I REALLY think there never was a more timid child than Millie. She could not bear the dark, nor would she ever go alone about the house. even in the daytime. Her sisters, who were stronger and more robust than she, could not understand this nervousness, and I am sorry to say the poor child often had to stand thoughtless teasing from them.

But at last there came a change in Millie’s conduct. She was no longer the nervous little child she had been. What had made the difference? Was it only because she was growing older, and leaving childish ways behind?

We will find out the secret. In a certain box, where Millie keeps her greatest treasures, there is a leaf torn out of a little diary, and on it these words are written, “Jesus saved me.” Ah! now we know the reason.

“Her terrors all vanished before the sweet Name,

Her guilty fears banished, with boldness she came

To drink at the Fountain, life-giving and free.”

Speaking one day of her former fears to her sister, she said,

“I will tell you how it was I so disliked being alone. I was in constant terror lest the Lord should come and leave me behind, and whenever the rest of you were out of my sight, I feared this had happened.”

But now Millie knows she is one of those who will be caught up to meet their Lord and Saviour when He comes, and she has nothing to fear down here, for she knows He is ever near her, and she can say, “What time I am afraid, I will trust in Thee.” “I will trust and not be afraid.”

And now if any child should read this who is troubled in the way that Millie was, do, dear one, put your full trust in the Lord, and then “under the shadow of His wings,” you will rejoice, and you will be happy in saying, “Come, Lord Jesus.”

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

Phebe Downs and Her Dog

LITTLE Phebe Downs heard a poor dog howling piteously one day. She went and found him, and saw he was hurt. He snarled and snapped when she came near. “Poor dog!” said Phebe; “poor dog!”

The next day she took him a bone; then she brought him a pan of water. He drank greedily. When Phebe came again, he wagged his tail; and the next day he limped to meet her. She told her father about the hurt stray dog, and asked leave to bring him home. Her father told her she could.

She went and invited him to her house; and though I suppose he did not quite understand her words, he understood what kindness was, and followed her, and became a faithful house-dog in his little mistress’ family.

When Phebe was coming from school one day, she saw some thoughtless boys stoning a kitten. “Don’t,” cried Phebe, “pray don’t abuse the poor thing.”

“Oh, it belongs to nobody,” said the boys; “we are only having a little fun!”

“It belongs to somebody,” said Phebe; “it is God’s kitten, and you have no business to treat God’s creatures so.”

The boys did not think of that; they did not know it was God’s kitten, they said, or they should not have treated it so; and they left off directly.

Phebe took it home. Towser at first was not pleased to see it in Phebe’s arms; but she told Towser the story; and although he did not understand the story, he understood enough to know he must treat it kindly, and protect it from harm.

It would prevent a great deal of cruelty and neglect of the dumb creatures, if we kept in mind they were God’s. They are God’s horses which wicked men beat and work unmercifully. They are God’s cows which greedy people sometimes starve in their winter fodder. They are God’s lambs that are often neglected to be housed in the storm, and God’s dogs that are kicked and abused. They are the work of His hands, and the creatures of His care; and they are as curiously and wonderfully formed with flesh, and blood, and brains, and heart, and lungs, as we are; and though they are dumb, and cannot plead for themselves, God will not forget our ill-treatment in the great day of account.

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

Jesus Died for Me

The keen, cold ‘breath of winter

Was blowing sharply round,

And every crack and crevice

In door and shutter found.

The trees were shorn of beauty,

The edges black and bare;

And the cheery little robins

Found but a scanty fare.

And then old Frost is busy—

Indeed, I think he loves

To nip the little fingers

That never yet wore gloves.

He seems to follow closely

Those little girls and boys

Who’ve only bits of tippets

And tattered corduroys.

I know it’s very pleasant

To see the drifting snow,

When in a snug, warm parlor,

Where wild winds seldom blow.

But it is far from pleasing

When coal is scarce and dear,

And shoes are thin and scanty,

And little toes appear.

And hands are deep in pockets,

To warm the finger ends,

And hungry mouths are waiting

For food from loving friends.

“Ah me!” I said, while musing

“How hapless is the lot

Of parents and of children

In many a humble cot!

“But God is good and gracious

And knows the need of all,

And tenderly He listens

To those who on Him call.”

I sought a collier’s cottage,

On such a wintry day,

Where a poor Sunday scholar

In helpless sickness lay.

A kind and ready welcome

I met with from the boy,

And something seemed to .whisper

His heart was full of joy.

I spoke to him of heaven,

And heaven’s eternal day,

And of that precious Saviour

Who washed my sins away.

And when I spoke of heaven,

Where soon I hope to be,

“And so do I,” he answered,

“For Jesus died for me.”

Whene’er I spoke of Jesus

Upon the cursed tree,

He said, “He died for sinners,

But, sir, He died for me.”

Long time I sat conversing

With this dear, happy youth,

So pleased to find his spirit

Rejoicing in the truth.

He seemed so calm and happy—

His heart from fears so free—

The secret of his gladness

Was, “Jesus died for me.”

‘Tis this that makes me joyful,

And keeps my heart so free,

To know Christ died for sinners,

And that HE died for ME!

Messages of God’s Love 12/12/2015

Watching Baby Sister

SEE how carefully this little 1 girl is watching baby sister; 1 The tiny one needs to be I guarded lest she tip out of her crib. How many pretty things the girl has around her for toys: I imagine they were her Birthday-gifts. We know what her name is, for we can see it on her work box. With a doll, ball, tiny houses and little animals to play with, isn’t it a wonder that she is so faithful to baby? Fanny’s mother is probably busy in the kitchen and has left baby to her care. How happy the child that is faithful in whatever task mother, father, teacher or employer gives him to do.

There is someone guarding over you, dear child, far more faithfully than Fanny is guarding over the baby. It is Jesus. He is watching you, and if you are His, He will keep you from stumbling, and from doing many very sinful things. Your parents are your earthly guardians, but Jesus is the heavenly guardian over all His own—saved men and women, boys and girls and tiny folks.

You will never get too big to need His care and protection. Isn’t it good that He loves to watch over you, and is even more tender toward you than your own dear parents? We will never realize how much Jesus loves us until we are taken to be with Him—then we will have a whole eternity to praise Him for taking such good care of us each day while we were on earth. How little we deserve this care: we are by nature so willful and sinful!

“BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD FROM THIS TIME FORTH AND FOR EVER MORE.” Psa. 113:2.

Messages of God’s Love 12/19/2015

Come and Learn

What though I’m but a child,

And little can discern;

Christ is a Teacher, meek and mild,

And bids me come and learn.

When Jesus dwelt below,

The infants He caressed.

He prayed for them and blessed them, too,

And surely they were blest.

Then let me not delay

To learn the road to heaven,

For Jesus tells me He’s the way,

And grace is freely given.

Messages of God’s Love 12/19/2015

God Loves You

AT the close of a gospel address I went up and spoke to a young man who I thought seemed to be impressed by the Word, but I soon found out that he had not heard a word, for he was deaf and dumb. However, I was not hindered by that difficulty; for, knowing a little of their language, I just told him the words at the head of this article, “God loves you.”

He looked at me with a vacant stare, and shaking his head, he replied in the same manner,

“No, no, I don’t believe it; I know He hates me.”

“However can you say so?” I asked.

“I went to church, and the preacher’s sermon was interpreted to us, and he said that ‘God would forever cast us into hell if we did not live holy lives, and keep His holy commandments’; and ever since I heard that I have not opened a Bible, I was so afraid, and of course I never went to that church again.”

“What did you come here for? You could not hear anything.”

“I don’t know why I came.”

“Shall I tell you?” I asked.

“If you know, you may.”

“Well, dear fellow, you were drawn by an unseen Person, that you might know that ‘God loves you.’ “

“I wish that I did know it.”

Taking up a Bible, I turned him to John 3:16, that grand old verse which has brought peace to thousands, “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

The light seemed to shine in little by little; but still there was a kind of dread, and so turning to many other Scriptures which spoke of God’s love, I at last pointed him to 1 John 4:17, 19: “Herein is love made perfect, that we may have boldness in the day of judgment: because as He is, so are we in this world.”

“We love Him because He first loved us.”

Again and again he read them, and the change in his countenance was wonderful, and taking his note-book out, he wrote,

“I see it all now; and, although dumb, I can praise God for the gift of Jesus.”

Dear children, are you deaf? Or have your ears been unstopped to hear the voice of the Son of God? God loves you, and has shown that love in giving His Son to die for you. I want you to understand this, and to make no mistake about it, that God loves vou. Now give Him credit for it by just owning yourself a sinner, and let that love draw you to Himself.

Messages of God’s Love 12/19/2015

Just As I Am

SOME time ago a poor boy came to a City Missionary with a dirty, worn out piece of paper. He said, “Please, sir, father sent me to get a clean paper like this.” Opening it out the missionary found it was a leaflet, containing that beautiful hymn,

“Just as I am—without one plea,

But that Thy blood was shed for me,

And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,

O Lamb of God, I come!”

The man asked the boy where he got it, and why he wanted a clean one.

The boy replied, “We found it, sir, in sister’s pocket after she died. She used to be always singing it while she was sick, and she loved it so much that father wanted to get a clean one, and to put it in a frame and hang it up. Won’t you give me a clean one, sir?”

This sweet, simple hymn given to the little girl in a Sunday school, or perhaps by some one on the street, seems to have been by God’s blessing the means of bringing her to Christ.

“Him that cometh to Me, I will in no wise cast out.” John 6:37.

Messages of God’s Love 12/19/2015

Trust

“Blessed are all they that put their trust in Him.” (Ps. 2:12.)

“When I know Jesus as my Lord,

And that He died for sin,

‘Tis sweet to look beyond this world

And long to fly to Him.

Sweet to look inward and attend

The whispers of His love;

Sweet to look upward to the place

Where Jesus lives above.

Sweet to look back and see my name

In life’s fair book set down;

Sweet to look forward and behold

Eternal joys my own.

Sweet to reflect how grace divine

My sins on Jesus laid;

Sweet to remember that His blood

My debt of sins has paid.

Sweet on His faithfulness to rest,

Whose love can never end;

Sweet on His covenant of grace

For all things to depend.

Sweet in the confidence of faith

To trust His firm decrees;

Sweet to lie passive in His hands,

And know no will but His.

Sweet, blessed hope! and I at last

Shall see Him and adore;

Be with His likeness satisfied,

And grieve and sin no more.

Messages of God’s Love 12/19/2015

Rejoice in the Lord Always

THE rooster and hens have a pan of food and seem to be enjoying it, while the pups look on longingly, as much as to say, “We would like some too.”

The pups are quite young and are probably afraid to try and get part of the food in the pan, for chickens are not gentle creatures at all.

Do you ever see other people enjoying something and wish you had some too? Naturally we often wish for things we cannot have.

Some people have more money than we. Some have better health. Others have a sweeter disposition or prettier face. Some are more intellectual and Some have special talent for music or some other art, Some have happier homes,

All these things we naturally covet. And the more we see others enjoying them, the more we want them ourselves.

But if we are Christians, this should not be so. The Lord loves us and gives us what is best, though we may not always think so.

If you had much money, you might not spend it for the Lord.

If you had a beautiful face, you might feel proud of it. The Lord does not want us to glory in such things, or feel above other people on account of them.

If you were a skillful musician or artist, you might be more interested in your music or drawing and painting than in your Bible.

Whenever the Lord withholds anything you would like to have, there is a good reason for it. Perhaps He has some lesson to teach you. He has a great many ways, and often strange ways, of teaching His children.

Then do not be unhappy on account of not having some things you would like so much to have. Thank God for the many good things you do have, and be content. You have the Lord Jesus, and He is more than all else.

“REJOICE IN THE LORD ALWAY.” Phil. 4:4.

Messages of God’s Love 12/26/2015

A Rope of Mercy

A YOUNG soldier was on the battlefield, and dragged aside by a comrade to die. He shut his eyes and all his past life passed before him. It seemed but an instant of time. He looked forward and saw eternity like a great gulf ready to swallow him up, with his sins as so many weights sinking him deeper and deeper. Suddenly a lesson which his pious mother taught him when he was a little boy at her knees, stood before him in shining letters. It was a lesson he had repeated again and again and again; she was never tired of impressing it on his memory before she died: It was her only legacy.

In the gaiety of life he had forgotten it, but it had never quite lost its hold on him, and now in the hour of his greatest peril, it threw out to him a rope of mercy. What was it? “God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” (John 3:16.) He caught the rope; it seemed to be let down from heaven.

“Lord, I believe,” he cried. “Save me or I perish!”

Until he died, a few days later, he said little but this one prayer, “Lord, I believe; save me or I perish!”

This prayer was never uttered by a penitent soul in vain.

“Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.” (Rom. 10: 13.)

Messages of God’s Love 12/26/2015

Willie Left Alone

WILLIE was between five and six years old. His mother had two little boys, and Willie was the elder. She loved them both very much, but as Willie could talk to her, and tell her his little thoughts, and they spent much time together, he was quite a companion to her. One day she had some business to attend to which made it necessary that she should leave home for an hour or so in the afternoon; and having no one to take charge of Willie, and not being able to take him with her, she was obliged to leave him at home alone for the time she was absent. Before she went, however, she charged him to keep out of mischief, and gave him his books and playthings to occupy him till her return, telling him, as an encouragement, that she would bring home something nice for supper.

Willie felt it rather strange to be left by himself, but he tried to amuse himself, and succeeded for a while, when he became weary. He then wondered what he should do to fill up the time till his mother’s return. At length he said to himself, “O! I will set the table for supper; and mother wilt be so surprised to see it.” “ He therefore went to the Cupboard, and took the dishes out and placed them upon the table.

He was then delighted with what he had done, and thought to himself how pleased his mother would look when she came home.

Well, you may suppose, mother was not gone a minute longer than she could help, and presently he heard her at the door. He did not go to meet her, as he usually would have done, but waited till she came into the room. And, as he expected, she did look surprised. Indeed, she was almost alarmed, for she knew that, in order to get to the cupboard, he had to climb a chair, and she feared lest he had fallen and hurt himself, or had broken some of the dishes.

However, finding that no mishap had occurred, and seeing that he looked so pleased with what he had done, she only said to him that it would have been better if he had not done as he had; but she did not scold him, as she did not wish to spoil his happiness.

I could almost wish that my tale were now finished, but, as it is the truth that I am telling, I will go on to the end. After Willie’s mother had taken off her hat, and had started to get supper, she became aware of something which she had not observed before; so, calling her son to her, she said to him, “Willie, it was all very well for you to try to please me by setting the table, but why did you eat the sugar?”

You should have seen Willie’s countenance. Mother’s question had quite confronted him, and he could not give her an answer. He wondered whatever could have made her ask such a question. He felt sure that she had not seen him take the sugar, and he could not think how she knew anything about it. He had an idea that his mother knew a great deal, but he could not understand how she had found this out.

To do Willie justice, I believe that when he first thought of setting the table, he did not mean to take any of the sugar; but as he went several times to the cupboard, and saw the nice looking sugar, I am sorry to say that he was tempted to take and eat some of it. Being so young, it was not surprising that while eating it he let some of it fall on his clothes, and, of course, there was to the observant eye of his mother the evidence of her son’s offense. She wisely withheld_ this fact from him, but talked to him like a good mother, as she was, of the naughtiness of his ways, and taught him a lesson which he did not soon forget.

We have seen that Willie could not imagine how his mother had discovered what he had done; but, even supposing that she had never found it out, there was ONE, the all-seeing God, who saw him when he took the sugar, and knew, too, the stain which his wrong act made upon his childish conscience. We cannot hide anything from God, and we cannot hide ourselves from Him. Have you not seen a little child, when playing at hide-and-seek, go into a corner of the room, turning his face to the wall, so that he could not see you, vainly imagine that you could not see him? This is something like all our efforts to hide ourselves from God. But how blessed it is to have God Himself for our hiding-place! It is written of those who truly believe in Jesus, “Our life is hid with Christ in God.” And “Thou art my hiding-place.”

Messages of God’s Love 12/26/2015

Little Maggie's Hymn

MANY a little child who has known Jesus as his or her Saviour has gone to be with Him. Little Maggie was very sick with a fever and the ambulance had been sent to take her away to the hospital. She was dressed and ready. “Maggie, it is time for you to go,” said h:r mother.

“You know, mother,” said Maggie, “I’ll maybe not come back; will the man wait till I sing my hymn?”

The man waited while the little, feeble voice sang,

“Here in the body pent,

Absent from Him we roam’,

Yet nightly pitch our moving tent

A day’s march nearer home.”

Then they carried the dying child, with such joyous thoughts as these filling her little heart, to the hospital.

“Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on His gentle breast.”

Maggie soon went home to be with Jesus whom she loved, and who loved her.

“Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, We are absent from the Lord.!’ (2 Cor. 5:6.)

Messages of God’s Love 12/26/2015

What Made a Little Boy Happy

I WANT to tell you about a little boy whom God had made really happy, but not by giving him much down here; for he was only the son of a poor cottager.

What was it, then, do you think, made this dear boy truly happy?

Listen to his own earnest words.

I had called to see his mother, who was one of God’s dear children, and while we were talking together, her little son came in. I asked him if he loved the Lord Jesus.

The mother replied, “He tells me that he has eternal life, and that he shall never die.”

I turned to the little boy, and said, “But how can you say that?”

His reply was, “Because God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

The word “whosoever” he pronounced with great emphasis.

I then said, “But don’t you know that God is holy; so very holy, that not the least spot of sin can enter into His presence?”

“Yes,” he said, very quietly.

“How, then, can you, a sinful little boy, expect to get to heaven where God is?”

After a thoughtful pause, lie replied, “It says in Scripture that the Lord Jesus was without spot of sin.”

“O, yes, I know that; hut what has that to do with you? You are full of sin. God said, ‘The soul that sinneth, it shall die’; and when God says a thing, He always keeps His word.”

“God’s Son died for sinners, and all their sins were put away by the blood of Christ,” said the little fellow.

“Do you think your sins were?”

“Yes, I know they were.”

“Why, how do you know it?”

“Because I believe God, who has given me His Spirit, and I feel so happy here,” he said laying his hand upon his heart.

“Do you? Why, you have a sinful little heart there. Does that make you feel happy >“

“O, no, but God’s Spirit does.”

I could question the dear little boy no more, but only lift my heart in praise to the Lord for His great goodness in so early teaching him the only way to be really happy.

Messages of God’s Love 12/26/2015

Why Will Ye Die?

Shall the follies of life, which last but a day,

Shall the pleasures of sin still draw you away?

The Saviour is near, and His mercy is nigh,

Look, look unto Jesus; 0! why will ye die?

The Spirit to Jesus invites you to come,

And the numberless ransomed beckon you home,

And Jesus will quickly descend from the sky;

Must the door be shut on you? 0! why will ye die?

The fountain all cleansing, flows freely for you,

You now may be pardoned, the gospel is true;

Weep, weep o’er your hardness; with tears in the eye,

Look, look unto Jesus; O! why will ye die?

He willingly suffered, and died in our stead;

For us He was wounded, for us once was dead.

his love so amazing, 0! can you pass by?

What! turn from the Saviour? 0! why will ye die?

The angels beholding the face of the Lord,

See joy thereon beaming (‘tis writ in His word),

When a sinnner repenting to Him lifts the eye;

Then look unto Jesus; 0! why will ye die?

O! why will you die, and perish in woe?

Why, down into darkness and misery go?

We long for your blessing, poor sinners, say why,

You are foes to your mercy! O! why will ye die?

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Messages of God's Love: 1915

Table of Contents

Bible Questions for January

Afraid to Die

How I Was Awakened and Saved

Wonders in Nature

The Snow

Fletcher Christian's Bible

Bible History

Nothing But the Blood

The Faith of a Little Child!

Busy Girls

The Martyr's Widow

Blind Henry

A Word Spoken in Due Season, How Good It Is

Sobriety

Bible History

The Little Cabin Boy

He Shall Carry the Lambs

Saving Life

All We - Us All

Helen, Winnie and Mary

I Shall Go to Him, But He Shall Not Return to Me

Jesus - Saviour

Bible Questions for February

Do You Know Your Name?

Save Your Life

A Surprise

Loving Obedience

No-Waste

Trooper Duff: Or, The Dying Soldier

Why Am I Not a Christian?

The Happy Sunday Afternoon

Nellie on Her Way to School

The Temptations of the Devil

That's Thee, Jem!

What Shall It Profit?

Blind Susie!

Is It Well?

The Shepherd and His Sheep

Bible History

In a Circle of Fire

Saved Just in Time

Bible Questions for March

Opossums

It Shines All Through

Bible History

Herring Boats

Jesus Is Calling

Bible History.

Waiting for the Answer

Plenty of Time Yet

Do Not Delay

Vegetation in Africa

Not Try, But Trust

Bible History

The Last Snow of the Season

The Old Plate

Little Elsie

Three Certainties

I Have

Bible Questions for April

Love for the Little Ones

Hiding

Too Poor to Be a Christian

A Telegram from Heaven

Sad War Times

Where Is the Profit

Thou Shalt Call His Name Jesus

The Drowning Sailor

The Poor Little Bird

The Contented Family

Where Wilt Thou Spend Eternity?

Does God Answer Prayer?

A Child's Prayer

Because He Likes Me

Sins on Jesus

Stories About Martin Luther

The Power of the Word of God

A Contrite Heart