The pathway of life ..to which is added a biography of DrTalmage . ing, and no one could possiblytell where He could get anything to eat before night. He would have been pro-nounced a financial failure. He had to perform a miracle to get money to pay atax bill. Not a dollar did He own. Privation of domesticity; privation ofnutritious food; privation of a comfortable couch on which to sleep; privation ofall worldly resources. The kings of the earth had chased chalices out of whichto drink, but Christ had nothing but a plain cup set before Him, and it was verysharp, and it was very sour. There a
The pathway of life ..to which is added a biography of DrTalmage . ing, and no one could possiblytell where He could get anything to eat before night. He would have been pro-nounced a financial failure. He had to perform a miracle to get money to pay atax bill. Not a dollar did He own. Privation of domesticity; privation ofnutritious food; privation of a comfortable couch on which to sleep; privation ofall worldly resources. The kings of the earth had chased chalices out of whichto drink, but Christ had nothing but a plain cup set before Him, and it was verysharp, and it was very sour. There also is the sourness of bereavement. There were years that passedalong before your family circle was invaded by death; but the moment thecharmed circle was broken everything seemed to dissolve. Hardly have you put 76 THE PATHWAY OF LIFE. the black apparel in the wardrobe before you have again to take it out. Greatand rapid changes in your family record. You got the house and rejoiced in it,but the charm was gone as soon as the crape hung on the door-bell. The one. THE ANGEIvS WHISPER. upon whom you most depended was taken away from you. A cold marble slablies on your heart to-day. Once, as the children romped through the house, youput your hand over your aching head and said: Oh, if I could only have it still. THE PATHWAY OF LIFE. 77 Oh, it is too still now. You lost your patience when the tops and the strings andthe shells were left amid the floor, but oh, you would be willing to have thetrinkets scattered all over the floor again, if they were scattered by the same what a ruthless plowshare bereavement rips up the heart. But Jesus knowsall about that. You cannot tell Him anything in regard to bereavement. He hadonly a few friends, and when He lost one it brought tears to His eyes. Lazarushad often entertained Him at his house. Now Lazarus is dead and buried, andChrist breaks down with emotion—the convulsion of grief shuddering through allthe ages of bereavement. C
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