heir enemies rather than
perish at sea without water; and when they got in, they found out that
what had been told them was true, that peace had been declared.

There are a great many people who don't believe the glad tidings that
peace has been made by Jesus Christ between God and man, but it is
true.

Sawdust or Bread

If you go out to your garden and throw down some sawdust, the birds
will not take any notice; but if you throw down some crumbs, you will
find they will soon sweep down and pick them up.

The true child of God can tell the difference (so to speak) between
sawdust and bread. Many so-called Christians are living on the world's
sawdust, instead of being nourished by the Bread that cometh down from
heaven. Nothing can satisfy the longings of the soul but the Word of
the living God.

"Baby's Feeding Himself!"

You know it is always regarded a great event in the family when a
child can feed itself. It is propped up at table, and at first perhaps
it uses the spoon upside down, but by and by it uses it all right, and
mother, or perhaps sister, claps her hands and says:

"Just see, baby's feeding himself!"

Well, what we need as Christians is to be able to feed ourselves. How
many there are who sit helpless and listless, with open mouths, hungry
for spiritual things, and the minister has to try to feed them, while
the Bible is a feast prepared, into which they never venture.

Should Not Be Postponed

In 1871 I preached a series of sermons on the life of Christ in old
Farwell hall, Chicago, for five nights. I took Him from the cradle and
followed Him up to the judgment hall, and on that occasion I consider
I made as great a blunder as ever I made in my life. It was upon that
memorable night in October, and the court-house bell was sounding an
alarm of fire, but I paid no attention to it. You know we were
accustomed to hear the fire-bell often, and it didn't disturb us much
when it sounded. I finished the sermon upon "What Shall I Do with
Jesus?" and said to the audience:

"Now, I want you to take the question with you and think it over, and
next Sunday I want you to come back and tell me what you are going to
do with Him."

What a mistake! It seems now as if Satan was in my mind when I said
this. Since then I never have dared give an audience a week to think
of their salvation. If they were lost, they might rise up in judgment
against me. "Now is the accepted time."

I remember Mr. Sankey