# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1893_S3 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) The Lutheran Pioneer. Daily Strength. ‘*How can that be?’’ asked the missionary: ‘Shave you ever seen me before?”’ “Oh yes, I have,’’ replied the dying man: “did you not preach in such a bazaar?’’ (or market place). “T can not really tell, I have no particular recollection of it.’’ ‘Do you not remember,’’ said the man, **vou stood upon the steps of a house ?’’ waiting an hour or two beyond the usual time, they went into the house. No table was set, no coffee boiling on the fire, no cook over or before it. The good wife was knitting quietly, with the Bible on her Jap. ‘*What does this mean?’’ cried the husband ; ‘‘why isn’t our breakfast ready ?’’ “I thought you were in such a hurry about As thy day thy strength shall be! This should be enough for thee; He who knows thy frame will spare Burdens more than thou canst bear, When thy days are veiled in night, Christ shall give thee heavenly light; Seem they wearizome and long, Yet in Him thou shalt be strong. Cold and wintry though they prove, Thine the sunshine of Ilis love; Or, with fervid heat oppressed, In His shadow thou shalt rest. When thy days on carth are past Christ shall call thee home at last, His redeeming love to praise, Who hath strengthened all thy days. Selected, o + o-a 0 + Prayer and Breakfast. Some years ago, when the country around Cincinnati was newer than it is now, a pious farmer was busy clearing his lands. He had a number of hands employed, and was anxious to accomplish a large amount of work while the weather was favorable. He called them early, and went out with them before break- fast was ready. A horn was blown, and they came and ate, and returned again to their work. The farmer had been accustomed to have prayer every morning in his family. But, to keep so many men from chopping and log- rolling while he read and prayed, was more than he could afford ; so Satan suggested, and the good man yielded. His pious wife saw with grief that the family altar was neglected, and her husband, in haste to get rich, was departing from God. She talked with him, pleaded with him, but in vain. At last she determined to try another experiment. The next morning the farmer and his men went out as usual to their work. The sun began to climb up the sky, but no breakfast horn washeard. They grew hungry and looked anxiously toward the house; they listened, but still the expected summons did notcome. After out praying. Heaven as much as the body needs the bread of earth.’’ your work that you hadn’t time to eat it!’’ ‘*Haven’t time to eat it! Do you think we can live without eating?’’ “You can live without eating as well as with- The spirit needs the bread of “Well, well,’’ said the farmer, ‘‘get us some breakfast, and we will have prayer every morn- ing, no matter how busy we are or how many workmen I have.’’ She got the breakfast, and he kept his word. The lesson was a good one, and never for- gotten. — Selected. ——>~+ oo + No Fear, No Hope. Mr. Robert Owen once visited a gentleman who was a believer. In walking out they came to the gentleman’s family graveyard. Owen addressing him, said: ‘*There is one advan- tage I have over Christians—I am not afraid to die; but if some of my business were set- tled, I should be perfectly willing to die at any moment.’’ ‘*Well,’’ said his companion, ‘‘you say you have no fear of death—have you any hope in death?’’ After a solemn pause, he replied, ‘‘ No.’’ “‘Then,’’ replied the gentleman, pointing to an ox standing near, ‘‘you are on a level with that brute. and stands in the shade, whisking off the flies, and has neither hope nor fear.’” He is fed till he is satisfied, -——<>—~< 0 ~ -eaP o> oe Christ, the Only Door. Though there were many rooms in the ark, there was only one door. ‘‘And the door of the ark shalt thou set in the side thereof.’’ And so there is only one door in the ark of our salvation, and that is Christ.