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J uly 22, 1928 Text: Job 5:8-9
J uly 26, 1928 Text: Jn. 10:11
It is told of John Goodbarne, a good local preacher of the same period as Peter Butler, that while in business at Notting ham he had, one Whitsunday, all his week-end takings in the house, to the amount of about thirty pounds. He debated the wisdom of going to church and leaving so much money at home, but finally made up his mind to go, having thought of a plan for keeping his money safely. He wrapped it up in a dish-cloth jrit was not paper money, of course—and' put it in the sink. On his return he found that his house had been broken into, and the drawers in which he usually kept his money, rifled. The innocent dish-cloth, however, lay in its place with its contents intact,
On Monday night Robert Murray McCheyne presided at a meeting of office-bearers in St. Peter’s and on the way home he performed a marriage. A little girl ran up to. him with a beautiful white rose and said, “Will you put this in your coat?” “Oh, yes, my dear,” he said, “but you must help me” ; and the child did, pinning the flower in the buttonhole of his coat, where, much faded, it was found after his funeral. “Now, my dear,” he said, “I have done what you wished; will you now do what I would like?’ “Yes,” she replied. “Well, I wish you to listen to the story of the Good Shepherd, whp gave himself for the sheep.” As he was speaking six other young people gathered around him, pressing as near as they could. And to these children he deliv ered his .last message and spoke as tellingly and as movingly as ever he had done in the pulpit. This was his last sermon. There once lived in Massachusetts a man who was a bold leader of all oppositions to religion, and always ready to publish abroad any shortcomings which might be discovered in any pro fessor of religion. At length he made up his mind to remove from the place to another part of the: country. Meeting the pas tor of a church one day, he said, after passing the usual salu tation, “Well, I suppose you know that I am going to leave town s°on; and you will probably be glad of it.” “Glad of it? Why, no, Said the ministg|t; “you are one of pur most useful men, and I think I shall hardly know how to spare you.” Taken aback somewhat by ®hch a reply, he immediately asked, HoW is that?” “Why,” rejoined the minister, “there.can’t be a sheep that gets a foot out of my fold, but that you will always bark from one end' of the town to the other. I think you have really been one of the most useful watchdogs that I ever knew.” J uly 27, 1928 Text: Psa. 76:10
J uly 23, 1928 Text: Exo. 20:9
A Chinese, preacher,speaking of robbing'God of time and money and service, used this illustration: It came to pass that a man went to market with a string of seven large copper coins. Seeing a beggar that asked for alms, he gave the poor man six of the coins and kept one for himself. The beggar, instead of being thankful, followed the good man and stole the seventh coin also. What an abominable wretch! Yes, and would you to wtiom .God has given six days steal the seventh also ?”
J uly 24, 1928 Text: 1 Jn. 1:7
Queen Victoria stopped one day at a paper mill nêar Wind sor Castle and was shown through it by the foreman. He did not know who she was, as she was alone save for one attendant, and was plainly dressed. The Queen was intensely interested in every process of the papermaker’s art. She was conducted at last to a place where a number of rag pickers were emptying out the dirty rags, which they had gathered from the gutters and alleys of the great city. There was.a great pile of these-filthy and blackened ragS, which looked as if they cpuld never be made clean. The Queen asked the foreman- what he could do with these. To her amazement he told her that he would make them into -.the finest white paper. When the Queen had gone, the foreman learned who she was. Some days after, there was received at the palace a package of the purest, most delicate paper, having the Queen’s likeness stamped upon it, with a note from the foreman of the. mill telling her that this paper was made from the very rags she had Seen on the occasion of her visit.
J u ly 28, 1928 Text : Prov. 28 :20
John Newton preached in an English village. Such was the indifference that only a handful came to hear him. But among the number was Scott, the commentator. The sermon' turned his thoughts towards the truth and all the Christian influence of “Scott’s Commentary” may be traced to that sermon. That re stricted service, which Seemed almost like wasting time, may have done more for the world than any other, service in Newton’s life. The world is listening yet to that sermon.
J uly 29, 1928 Text: Heb. 12:10
J uly 25, 1928 Text : 1 Jn. 3 :24
A master of metaphor has made the complaining wax speak thus: “Unaccountable, this!” said the wax, as from the flame it dropped melting upon the paper' beneath. “Do not grieve,” said the paper, “I am sure it is all right!” “I was never in such agony!” exclaimed the wax, still dropping. “It is not without a good design, and will end well,” replied the paper.
It is related of a recently converted drunkard that as he was speaking at an open-air meeting in England, he spoke about the Lord Jesus so warmly that a man in the crowd cried out: “You talked as if Jesus Christ lived next door to you!” “No, indeed,” answered the speaker, “he lives nearer than that. Jesus Christ is dwelling by His Holy Spirit in my heart.”
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