# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1887_S35 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) The Lutheran Pioneer. 3D St. Barbara. Away over the blue sea, about the year 303 | the Son, and the Holy Ghost; and the Three {are One.” Filled with unutterable rage, with a bitter | The Trinity. ‘Little girls,’ said Miss Bell to her school- after our blessed Lord’s birth, we are told} curse this kind father's love turned to hatred. | class, ‘‘ What do you understand by the Trinity?” there lived in the Egyptian city of Heliopolis, . . | Heaping upon her terrible reproaches, after | ‘‘Three persons in one God; the Father, a.beautiful little heathen maiden by the name |attempting to take her life, he shut her up| the Son, and the Holy Ghost,” answered the of Barbara. Her father, Dioscorus, was a noble and of great possessions, but far above his wealth was | were vain, denounced her as a Christian to the | persons in one God, and all equal | Miss Bell. his exceeding love for his only daughter. Very beautiful was this little girl, and fearful that some evil might befall her, her father shut her up in a high tower, and kept her secluded from the eyes of men. But this child not feeling discontented with her solitude, 1s many might have done, gave ‘herself up to study and quiet meditation. Many a night from the summit of her lofty tower, as the stars crept out into the soft blue sky, she thought upon their won- drous meaning. By degrees vague doubts began to find a resting-place within her mind. Her old belief in the idols of wood and stone her parents worshipped, passed away. They, with their stony, fast-shut fingers, could not -have created the mar- _ velous facts she pondered upon by night and day. So, as the sweet old Jegend hath it, ‘‘she contemned in her heart these false gods; but as yet she knew nof; the true faith.’ Although shut out from the world in her lonely tower, Barbara learned in some manner of the fame of a certain man named Origen, who lived in the city of Alexandria, and boldly taught a new and holy religion. Longing to know more of this man and his doctrine, she wrote to him secretly. Her letter, sent by the hand of a trusty messenger, found the preacher in Alexandria occupied in teaching Gospel truths. Origen was overjoyed on reading this letter, and immediately dispatched to Barbara one of his own disciples disguised asa physician, and in a very short time the love of God shone into her heart, and she re- ceived baptism. Then, indeed, commenced sweet Barbara’s troubles! Her father hated intensely the followers of the loving Jesus. He was absent when his daughter enrolled herself amongitheir number, but just before his departure he had sent to the tower skillful architects to construct a bath- ’ chamber of surpassing beauty. ‘The work pro- ceeded, and two windows had been reared in the room, when Barbara, to the surprise and wonder of the builders, ordered another to be added. Tearing her father’s displeasure they hesitated to obey, but at length yielded to her earnest entreaties. When her father returned he was much annoyed, and said: _ ‘Why hast thou done this thing, and in- serted three windows instead of two?’” and she answered : : “Know, my father, that through three win- dows doth the soul receive light—the Father, | all endeavors to induce her to change her faith | | cruel Proconsul of the city. The account of her heroic martyrdom is very pitiful. The Proconsul, after talking with her and | striving to persuade her to sacrifice to his false | scourge. CRUEL TORTURING IN CHINA. fainting spirit, Barbara turned her thoughts to One who never fails to help and comfort those in sore distress. Vain were the fearful torments, powerless the dreadful scourging; Barbara only prayed the more, and rejoiced to be counted worthy to suffer for Christ’s sake. But at length, on De- cember 4th, the weary days came to an end, and with them steadfast Barbara’s life. Seeing no indications of her yielding to his wishes, her father is said to have carried her to a certain mountain, and with his own hand to have dealt the fatal blow which freed her faithful soul. May we be enabled to join that glorious throng of whom it has been said: ‘These are they which came out of great tribulation.””— ———>+ Ir you had strength in youreelf to lay hold on Him by faith, Christ would never be pre- sented to you as the author of faith, as well as the object of it. | within a loathsome dungeon, and finding that | children. “Do you understand how there can be three 2?” asked **No, ma’am.”’ **Do you think any one does?” ‘*T suppose you do, ma’am,"’ said Sophie. ‘*No,”’ said Miss Bell, ‘‘I do not understand | gods, condemned her to the torture and the how the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost With no earthly friend to cheer her | are one. “© You do not underst:nd how the flowers grow; or how one kind of seed always pro- duces one kind of flower. You know the sun and the rain make the grain grow, but how, you cannot tell. “An old Iady in one of our quiet vil- lages saw the telegraph posts, and the wires passing through the village. And she said, ‘They tell me that thing carries a message from New York to Boston in no time at all; but I don’t believe it, and I never will believe it. It is not possible.’ “One day a letter came to the old lady, and on opening it she found it was a mes- sage hy telegraph, saying, ‘Your son Robert is very ill; come immediately.’ She asked & great many questions as to how the mes- sage came: und when she heard that the ‘wires’ brought it, and when she saw the date only an hour befvure the time that she was reading it, she said, ‘It isa hoax. It isn’t possible a message could come to me that way.’ ‘So she stayed at home. The following day she got a letter, saying, ‘Robert has just breathed his last. Oh, how he longed to see his mother! We telegraphed to you to come, and if you received, and had started immediately, you might have seen him before he died.’ “‘Sorely she reproached herself! After that, she did not refuse to believe a thing which she could not understand. " ‘Now, we have the Word of God telling us of many things which our poor, weak minds can no more understand than the old lady could the telegraph, or the little fly which crawls on my book can- understand the words printed there; but we know that they are true, because the God of all truth tells us they are. We have only to believe, and we must be con- tented not to understand, saying with the Psalmist, ‘Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; I cannot attain unto it.”” . Young Reaper. — ‘“‘T wisn,’’ says Luther, ‘‘the people to be well taught in the Catechism. I found myself upon it in all my sermons, and I preach as simply as possible. I want the common people, and children, and servants, to understand me.’”