7th — John, Geo, & Frank butchered the big hog (500 plus pounds). My sermon
At 7 a.m. the Dude came thundering by & on the back end of the vestible standing on the steps & hanging to the handlebars of the car with a death grip with one hand & a grip in the other, the door being shut & locked he could do nougt but hold on for he could not enter the car & no one inside knew that he was without. Oh, could they but have known that he was there ready at any moment to help him on, whose grip was fast giving away & whose brains in another moment would be dashed out on the track beneath. He had already hung there for 4 miles & the little town where the train would stop & he would be safe once more dawned on the eye. Oh, what a beautiful sight to the man whose life is at stake. But hark, what was that, a surge of the mighty train as it rounded a curve & his strength gave away & down, down he fell thundering to the ground, bursting his brains out on the frozen ground beneath. The man had met his doom. They picked him up but alas his life was spent — in a few hours died, gone, where? To eternity — to the one place or the other? God alone can judge. Just so it is with the one that is out of Christ. If he hasn’t got Jesus Christ in his heart. If he hasn’t been born again, he is — as it were — hanging on the back end of the train, ready at any moment to be cast into eternity — doome & eternily damned. God has given us fair warning, has told us to get inside the train while the door is open, for when the door is shut, no man can enter but is doomed. Come enter the door which is Jesus. Let Jesus have room in your heart.
Jesse does not indicate if he gave a sermon the day before, or if he is giving one next Sunday, or if he will give one at the Wednesday prayer meeting tomorrow.
