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T H E K I N G ’ S
B U S I N E S S
October 1924
the sadness! Oh, the sorrow! Oh, the suffering! Scattered, peeled, rejected,—long centuries have fol lowed but the curse is still upon them. Every Israelite has a voice that speaks to us of an angry God. Why do preachers and people make light of the wrath of God? In every nation of the globe there treads the feet of the witnesses of God’s curse. Shut your ears to the sentimentalists of the day who paint God as too good to punish for sin. Open your ears to hear God’s unchanging message, and open your eyes to see God’s plain path, and then walk in it. Build your house on the real foundation and worship with those comrades whose heart beats you feel as they pulse A report that came to the editor recently concerning the serious illness of Dr. W. B. Riley, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Minneapolis, and Executive Secretary of the Christian Fundamentals Association, filled our hearts with real grief. Dr. Rilev has for many years occupied a large place in the hearts of loyal lovers of the Lord. As a leader of the Fundamental forces in the church he has had no equal. His face has been set like a flint to do his best by lip and life to strengthen the foundations of the faith, and in his church and school he has been a mighty servant of the Lord. His illness is in the nature of a nervous breakdown, aggravated by a serious auto mobile accident during the W orld ’s Fundamental Con ference, held in Dr. Riley’s church, in June. Just as we are going to press, a cheering word comes to us that he has rallied, and the first words he uttered on returning to consciousness were these, “ I have seen His shining face.” We urge the members of The K ing’s Business family to pray earnestly for the full restoration of this man of God. in unison with the great heart of Christ. SORROW TURNED INTO JOY
cdn't I make a parable of heaven (there is none) and bring it to earth? Why can’t I make a parable of hell (there is none, but I suppose the orthodox don’t know it yet) and bring it to earth? That’s what I did. “ Then I became a Socialist and that brought me into a new world. Marx brought me into a new world, as Darwin had done. Finally I wrote that book. ’ ’ The decision of the court was that “ the accused is guilty of holding and teaching, publicly and advisedly, doctrines contrary to those held by the Protestant Epis copal Church of the U. S. A .” Such facts as were given to the public, and the decision of the court, are. satisfactory evidence that the Bishop, while going through the religious routine, never was a child of God, but only a nominal believer; that he was never a real Bible student, but only a reader of books. May the Lord deliver the Church from every one of the Bishop’s kind in all denominations. ^BUILDING WITHOUT THE BUILDER A young Scotch lad once stayed in a house where there was no prayer, and he remarked: “ There is no roo f on that house.” Is this not true of many a meeting-house? “ Except the Lord build the house they labor in vain that build it.” Erecting a building, and attaching a denominational or ecclesiastical name to it does not constitute a house of God. It takes something more than a priest and people; something fundamentally real and true as a basis. You must have a roof and you must have a founda tion, or you have only a play house such as children build. It can never be a house of God unless the ‘ ‘ God- Man” is honored there. There is no access, and never ean be, to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ save through His Son. “ No man cometh unto the Father but by me,” said Jesus. Attractive buildings and attractive preachers may attract the people, but there is nothing attractive to God there. When God builds a house He builds it with living stones. A tent is far more attractive to God if the risen, glorified, coming Christ is the center around which the people gather, than the most elaborate edi fice or cathedral ever erected. God loves fellowship with His people, through His Son, but He laughs to scorn idolatrous images of every kind. His great heart pulses with loving desire that all men should know that sweetest of all love stories, mani fested in the gift of His only begotten SorH-rthe story that brings life and immortality to light. How God loved Israel! He chose her, separated her, overshadowed her, led her, fed her, gave to her the land flowing with milk and honey. How tenderly He cared for her! How He plead with her to love and honor Him! But she would not. How the memory of the eloudy pillar was effaced, and the supply of heav enly manna forgotten! Step by step, away from Jehovah and down to hell she trod! Her eyes on the world, heart lusting for its pleasures, ears deaf to the tender, loving, pleading voice of Jehovah, revolting at an unseen God and going after the idols of the heathen! , Jehovah plead and entreated in vain. “ He will not always chide; neither will He keep His anger forever. ’ ’ Their ears were deaf to His ery. His curse came. Oh,
Oh, wondrous strange, but true, Our thoughts are living things; , ' Yet, stranger still, though true, Our words are thoughts with wings. —Amelia M. Starkweather.
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