A Cloudy Day
NOT all our days are bright and sunny. Sometimes the clouds gather
and hide the face of the sun. The heavens are hung with gloom as
with the drapery of sorrow. All the world is darkened, and the spirits
are depressed. Joy is confined, and happiness and confidence are
banished. Apprehensions come in, and fears are felt of storm and
possible destruction. We are not at our best on a cloudy day. We
are troubled and beset with weakness, and our eyes cannot see afar
off.
It is a cloudy day in the home when
sickness threatens one of the household, and then death comes to
the door. It is no time for song or music, and not the dearest friends
can be entertained in the parlor. The blinds are closed, and dark
badges of mourning are hung at the door. All the house is subdued
and every heart is grieved. We can scarcely think how we can go
on in life without the one we have loved and lost. What can we do
but betake ourselves to prayer and submission to God, and petitions
for grace to uphold and comfort? [102][103]
It is a dark day to the American people
when their President is slain by an assassin. There is not only
indignation, but a keen sense of mortification. The affliction is
sorely felt as the removal in the midst of his honor and usefulness
of the one at the helm, directing the ship of State with a hand
strong and wise. In a land of freedom and enlightenment, in a year
of abundance and prosperity, when our institutions are admired and
imitated, and our peace and happiness are envied in all the world,
it is indeed a mysterious providence that anarchy should rise up
to smite the head of the nation. And all are smitten and grieved.
The capital is in mourning. Everywhere
the people assemble in their churches, and from under the cloud
acknowledge the hand of God, holy and just and true in all his ways.
It is not a time for mistrust, or fear, or apprehension. No one
man, however strong and good, is essential to the welfare of his
country. Man dies, but institutions live. Above all, beyond the
clouds, God lives and rules in righteousness and wisdom and love.
“Alleluia! for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.”
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