em it was his business to sell liquor, and
he was going to sell liquor to every one who came. The saloon was a
blot upon the place as dark as hell.

But the man had a father's heart. He had a son. He didn't worship God,
but he worshiped that boy. He didn't remember that whatsoever a man
soweth so shall he reap. My friends, they generally reap what they
sow. It may not come immediately, but the retribution will surely
come. If you ruin other men's sons, some other man will ruin yours.
Bear in mind God is a God of equity; God is a God of justice. He is
not going to allow you to ruin others and escape yourself. If we go
against His laws, we suffer.

Time rolled on, and that young man became a slave to drink, and his
life became such a burden to him that he put a revolver to his head
and blew his brains out. The father lived a few years, but his life
was as bitter as gall, and then went down to his grave in sorrow. Ah,
my friends, it is hard to kick against the pricks.

Mrs. Moody Teaching Her Child

There was a time when our little boy did not like to go to church, and
would get up in the morning and say to his mother:

"What day is to-morrow?"

"Tuesday."

"Next day?"

"Wednesday."

"Next day?"

"Thursday"; and so on, till he came to the answer, "Sunday."

"Dear me," he said.

I said to the mother, "We cannot have our boy grow up to hate Sunday
in this way; that will never do. That is the way I used to feel when I
was a boy. I used to look upon Sunday with a certain amount of dread.
Very few kind words were associated with the day. I don't know that
the minister even noticed me, unless it was when I was asleep in the
gallery, and he had some one wake me up. This kind of thing won't do.
We must make the Sunday the most attractive day of the week; not a day
to be dreaded, but a day of pleasure."

Well, the mother took the work up with this boy. Bless those mothers
in their work with the children! Sometimes I feel as if I would rather
be the mother of John Wesley or Martin Luther or John Knox than have
all the glories in the world. Those mothers who are faithful with the
children God has given them will not go unrewarded.

My wife went to work, and took Bible stories and put those blessed
truths in a light that the boy could comprehend, and soon his feeling
for the Sabbath was the other way.

"What day's to-morrow?" he would ask.

"Sunday."

"I am glad."

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