Some years ago, in western New York, I preached a couple of weeks.
The last night I was in the city I addressed several different
classes. Among other things I said: "Perhaps there are some men here
who are distressed in their business, or have become bankrupt. If
there are any here who are thrown in the conflicts of like into the
very maelstrom of suffering and distress, I have a word of comfort for
you." The next day, when I reached my next point, I received a long
letter, commencing: "My dear sir; I can not let you leave this town
without sending you this letter. Last night, when you addressed men
who were crushed and in distress, you did not know what words you were
speaking to my heart. I did not have the pleasure of you personal
acquaintance while here, but I want to tell you that a few months ago
I was worth sixty thousand dollars. I sold out my business and
invested my money in an oil well, thinking that I would soon double
it; but in a few brief months it was all swept away, and my investment
was a failure. I came back. I went to church, but they did not take as
much notice of me as they did before."
You know that are a good many deacons and women and others who come
around, and smile very prettily when they want five dollars. As long
as a man his money he is treated with a good deal of consideration in
the church; but if he goes down, there is a cold shoulder and a long
face. I hope there are no Christians in this town who would act in
that way.
Said he, "I went to church and everybody showed me the cold
shoulder. I was sad. I went home, and said to my dear wife, ' They
don't treat me as kindly, and a warmly as they used to, and I can not
go there any more.' I want to tell you, I believe that if it had not
been for my dear family altar, my pious wife, and my precious Bible, I
would have been a suicide before this. But there I found comfort, and
I thank you for the words you spoke to me last night."
I tell you dear friends, there is nothing that is so blessed, and
so adapted to man as the great idea; "Fear not, behold I bring you
glad tidings of great joy." --Albert P. Graves