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The object of a true eclectic philosophy should be, to keep each of these principles in subjection to the others, and gather that portion of truth with which each presents us. S. X.
No. 2. Judgments of God. DEAR SIR,—You have invited your readers to answer questions in the Youths' Magazine ; I wish to do so to the best of my ability.
Concerning the Judgments of God to individuals I believe they are all
1. Corrective, not penal.
To the believer, it may be to convince them of some sin they have been guilty of as in the case of David when his child died, and in the case of the widow of Zarephath. (1 Kings xvii. 18.) It may be to make them see the utter worthlessness of all earthly things, and to wean them from the love of earth to heaven.
To unbelievers it is a very common means used by God for converting a man from his evil way; for when he has lost his all, money, relations, and friends, he is often brought to look in to himself, and see what perishing things they all are, and then he is led to think who sends these trials. One purpose in such judgments is to make the believer perfect. “We are made perfect through sufferings.” Therefore let not the believer be discouraged as it is a proof he is loved by God: “Whom I love I rebuke and chasten.”
Such judgments often befal nations on account of particular sins they have been guilty of, as threatened in Ezekiel xiv. 13.
I thought it right to give you my reasons for these answers because I am at this time under the rod of spiritual darkness : at times I feel that I am forgotten by the Almighty, and were it not that I believe it is for my growth and improvement, and to wean me from the pleasures and attractions of this frail world, I might almost despair; but when he has tried me I shall come forth as gold—all darkness and sorrow shall depart, and never shall we be sorry that we have been chastened.
All the texts throughout the Bible bearing upon the subject,
prove that every believer must be tried either in spiritual or worldly affliction. I hope I have not been too presumptuous in my conclusions, and trust you will forgive it.
Believe me, Sir,
No. 3. The Centurion's Excuse, The centurion was, doubtless, a good man, kind, humble, and faithful, which he manifested in his solicitude for his servant's recovery, and his humility in not deeming himself worthy to be noticed by any peculiar honor from his Lord.
As it was only necessary for this centurion to command his soldiers and those under him, to have his orders immediately executed, he could fully appreciate the value of a command from one infinitely greater, and understand how word from the Saviour would be sufficient to effect the cure of his servant. Andover.
No. 4. Socinianism. DEAR SIR, I am a youth but lately installed in a public office, amongst companions of all sorts. Some of them make no profession of religion ; but their worldly conduct, and lax principles, are to me a sufficient assurance that they are in the wrong road. I hope therefore that I am in little danger of following their example. But there are two individuals in particular, with whom I am on more friendly terms, who really appear to be upright and honorable, and whose amiable bearing towards myself seems to entitle them to confidence. I find however, that they are both Socinians in creed, and they seem anxious to win me over to their opinions. Though religiously educated, my parents were simple, timid, Christians, who furnished me with no weapons for such a controversy as that in which I find myself likely to be drawn ; and as I am no classic, I am quite at a loss when plied with arguments which turn upon the critical m of particular texts of Scripture.
Can you help me in my difficulty, and enable me to confute, what I feel assured may be confuteă.
* Answers are solicited from our readers.
With flowers was spangled o'er ;
And many a blossom more.
And lined it well with hay;
Through many a stormy day.
He long'd to walk about.
And need not venture out.
* We extract this charming little Piece from a choice volume of Prose and Poetry, recently published, entitled “ The Holly Tree-a Winter Gift.” We hope its popularity will not be limited to this season only. “The Ancient Fountain” is surely perennial. It is elegantly got up, and published by Mr. B. L. Green.
So, one fine morning off he rambled,
With flowers in rich profusion :
A scene of such confusion.
Each bed, each border, he admired,
Of such a paradise ;
Where'er he turn'd his eyes.
Delighted more and more;
Such pleasant snow before.
For him, and him alone ;
He'd sport away the sunny hours,
In vain he sought for food.
And not a leaf was good.
And sweeping roughly past :
Reaches his home at last.
And nestle in the hay!