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A Sermon For Thu bennrtment Will Bo dnpplied fin
Local Pastors.
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. tHE VOYAGE OF LIFE
By Rot. L. E. Wiggins, Pastor North
Broad Street Methodist
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Text: “They that go down to the
sea in ships.”—Psalm 107:23. .
The Hebrews were not a seafaring
people. They were landsmen by na
ture and by environment. Practical
ly all the sailing they knew was on
the inland sea of Galilee. The prin
cipal reason for this was the fact
that there were no harbors along
their coasts, as there are none today.
If they had been more of a seafar
ing people they would not have been
ao narrow and provincial and anti
missionary in their conduct. Yet
here in this Psalm written by a He-
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and poetic descriptions of a storm at
sea that we have in all literature.
The point of view of the writer is
evidently the shore. He stands on
the dock and sees the ship cast an
chor and make it’s way out to where
the waste of water and the sky seem
to come together. Then suddenly
the storm rises. The heavens grow
black with clouds. The winds, begin
to howl. The waves roll higher and
higher. One moment he sees the
towards heaven; the next it sinks out
of sight in the trough,. Beaten and
driven the ship staggers like a drunk
en man. The sailors pray to Jehovah
in their distress. He hears their
prayer and in answer the storm sub
sides, there is a great calm and the
Lord leads the ship safely to its de
sired haven.
It is a far call from those small
craft which the Psalmist saw on the
Mediterranean long ago to the great
ocean liners of today, but it is stQl
a thrilling sight to pee a great ves
sel weigh anchor and set out upon
a voyage across the ocean. The dan
gers of ocean travel have been great
ly lessened but still the mighty deep
annually takes its toll of property
and life and the sailor's lot is still
a perilous one..
I take it that all of us are lands
men. Few of us have ever taken a
voyage on the vast ocean, and those
of us who have will never forget the
sensations that it caused. But in a
figurative sense we may all be class
ed among “those who go down to the
sea in ships," for we are all embark
ed on the ocean of time, we are
all mariners and our frail barks are
journeying across an unknown sea
to^'a distant haven.
There is nothing in all history that
grips our interest more than the
story of the first voyage of Colum
bus across the trackless waste of
* waters to find this undiscovered West
ern World. He was one of the world’s
great heroes of faith. He was seck-
—mg air undiscovered- country and be*
lieved that if he sailed far enough
west he would come to it. His friends
mocked him and said that he was
crazy. He met with disappointment
after disappointment. But finally he
succeeded in convincing Queen Isa
bella that hd was right and she gave
him her aid. In three little boats—
egg shells , compared with the ocean
going vessels of today—he set out
on that memorable voyage. Danger
and disaster met him at every step.
His superstitious sailors did their
best to dissuade him and get him
to turn back. They were on the point
of mutiny many times. But his faith
and persistence finally won and the
New World was discovered. Through
out Uytt long and terrible voyage
we find this sentence recurring again
and again on his log book, “This day
we sailed due west, that being our
course.”
I have thought of how like
that voyage of Columbus was.
fore us is the sea of time. 'We be
lieve that beyond the setting sun
there is a land of pure, delight. No
one has ever been to it and come
back to tell us. We have set the
prow of our boats in the direction of
that undiscovered country. The
storms come and the waves roll high.
There are many hidden rocks to en
danger our'boats and the fire of pas-
sioir sometimes threatens to engulf
us in its flame. Aimless derelicts
floating on life’s ocean constitute a
further menace. And some of our
so-called friends try to discourage us
as did those of the great discoverer.
“What* the use?” they say. “There
is no land beyond the setting sun.
Live for today. Life is not a voy
age of discovery. It is just a pleas
ant excursion along the shore.” Hap
py the man who like Columbus, amid
all these dangers and discourage
ments, steadily keeps on toward the
goal, and who like him at the close
of each day can write in the log book
of his life, “This day I sailed due
heavenward, that being my course.”
are many kinds of ships on
life
Be-
Kfe’s sea. Have you ever seen a sail
ing vessel? All ocean going ships
were once of this kind. The wind
is . the. motive power and they can
go only when the wind is favorable.
Frequently they lie becalmed for days
out In midocean. It is a slow and
uncertain method of travel. Some
people are like that. They ate at
the mercy of every Wind. When the
wind is blowing in the right direction
they make progress but frequehtly
they are becalmed or a storm blows
them completely out of their course.
Others are like the excursion boats
that stick close to the shore. These
boats v are filled with people. The
bands are playing and all is merri
ment and pleasure on bdard. But
they never get anywhere nor do they
mam any^uaage. • Ttaenwtorm atasya
drives them back to shore. And there
are still others who are like the great
ocean liners. Their course is fixed
The source of their powgr is not the
fickle wind but the mighty engine
hidden away down in the hold. They
turn the prow out across the ocean
and keep steadily on the course laugh
ing at the winds, the storms and tem
pests. The Pilot is on board an<
they have the chart and compass by
which to steer their course aright
What kind of a boat are you ?
The ocean is covered with ships
sailing here and there and frequently
they pass and hail each other. Ant
so v it is on the sea of life. There
are many ships. Though in one
sense we must make the voyage of
life alone yet there are many other
ships that keep our company. Here
is one of the joys of thp voyage. Like
the ships on the ocean we can hail
each other. We can dompare our
experiences. We can tell each other
of the storms we have weathered, of
the pleasant ports at which we have
touched, of the rich freight we car
ry. Now and then we meet one who
has been driven out of his course by
the storm and we can help to set him
right. Frequently we meet a vessel
that is in distress. Food has run
low or water has been exhausted,
and we share with them our store.
Not all the ships we meet fly our
flag and speak our language, but
still they are fellow-voyagers and we
should help them if we can. They
are men and women of like passions,
with the same hopes and fears and
they are seeking the same haven we
are.
The wireless has revolutionized
ocean travel and greatly reduced its
dangers. Did you ever read the story
of the Carpathia going to the rescue
of the Titantic that April night twelve
years ago when that great ship on
her maiden voyage struck an iceberg
in midocean and werft down carrying
with her twelve hundred souls ?
There were many ships out on the
Atlantic that night and many of them-
heard the S. O. S. call which the
wireless operator of the stricken ves
sel sent out into the midnight air;
but it was only the Carpathia that
altered her course and steamed at
top speed to the place where the sis
ter ship was going down. She was
several hundred miles away so she
reached the scene of the tragedy too
late to rescue all the passengers and
crew. The ship had gone down and
twelve hundred people had gone down
with her but the Carpathia picked
up seven hundred survivors and al
tering her course sailed back to New
York, delivering them safely there,
and then turned to resume her voy
age across the Atlantic. The papers
were filled with praises of those men
of the Carpathia who forgetful of
their own interests heard the call of
distress from their brothers and un
selfishly rushed to their rescue.
Our ships are equipped with wire
less too, though all of them are not
in working order. There come to us
wireless calls from many fellow-voy
agers far away on life’s ocean. Some
of them float the Chinese flag, some
the Japanese, some the Brazilian and
many others. They are sending out
the S. O. S. call which says that they
have lost their course; darkness has
settled down upon them; they have
no lighthouse to keep them off the
rocks; they have no chart, no com
pass, no pilot. Millions are going
down in the darkness of heathen night.
Shall we like the Carpathia forget our
selfish concern^ and fly to their re
lief; or shall we do as did the other
vessels on the Atlantic that" April
night in 1912, go on heedless of their
cry for help? ^
So, my friends, whether we will
or not we are all sailors 'on life’s sea.
It is our maiden voyage. None of
us have ever come this way before.
Ten, twenty, forty, sixty years age
God launched these frail tutrlca of ours
from the shores of eternity and the
port to which we go is on tfle ocher
side of the sea of time. We journey
always westward, toward the setting
, and some of these days the voy- picture
age will end. to make
It is not only our maiden voyage
but the only voyage we can make. It
behooves us therefore bo make the
most of it ,tf when it is over ire
realise that we have foolishly made
but a mere pleasure, excursion of it
that <we have carried a cargo of sin
and selfishness and greed, we can’t
turn back and make the voyage over
again. We make it only once.
The sailor can calculate pretty ac
curately just when he will make the
port and the voyage will end, but we
cannot do that on life’s ocean. We
do not know when the voyage will
end. We do not know just where
the port is to which we are sailing.
We have read descriptions of it and
we know the direction. Like Colum
bus we just keep the course. And
some of these dayfe—may be before
this year of grace shall end—we shall
hear the glad cry, “Land ahead.” It
is not for us to “know the times and
’ yon going
’1 Is the
prow of your boat pointed heaven
ward today? Have) you the Pilot on
board ?' If you have not, take him on
board today and let the prayer of
your heart be:
Jeeps, Saviour pilot me
Over lifers tempestuous sea.
Unknown" waves before die roll,
. Hiding rock and treacherous shoal
Chart and compass come from thee.
Jesus, Saviour,, pilot me.
REACHING THE SPOT
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seasons,” our duty is to sail on and
on keepiflg the prow pointing heaven
ward. “It may be I am nearer home,
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Did you ever see a great ship come
to it’s wharf after a long ocean voy
age? It is one of the gladdest sights
ever witnessed on this earth—the
shouts .of welcome, the waving of
handkerchiefs, the warm handclasps,
the happy reunions on the wharf as
tears of joy flow. That is something
like the landing of the Christian on
the other shore. The storms and
dangers will all *be past, we will press
the golden sands beneath our feet
and there on the shore to welcome us
will be those whom we have loved and
lost a while.
It Has Been Done, Be Scores of Clin
ton Citizens Say. i
To get rid of an aching back,
The sharp twinges,
The tred-out feelings,
You must reach the spot—get at
the cause.
In many cases ’tils the kidneys.
Doan’s Pills are for weak kidneys.
Clinton citizens testify. Ask your
neighbor!
Mrs. Nannie E. Finney, 66 Florida
St., says: “My kidneys were out of
condition and caused me to feel miser-
My friend, as you think of that I Buffalo » Y *
a constant bearing-down ache across
my back and I was nervous and dizzy.
My kidneys didn’t act right either.
I got a supply of Doan’s Pills from
Young’s Pharmacy and they put my
kidnevs in good condition and cured
the . backache.” (Statement given
May 8, 1918).
On January 21, 1922, Mrs. Finney
said: “I haven’t used a kidney piedi-
cine since Doan’s cured me several
years ago. Because of the good they
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