Show ElOQUENT TRIBUTE TO THE MOTHERS REliGION Rev P A Simpkin Delivers Beautiful Encomium Recalling Child Childhood Childhood hood Memories I Mothers day was observed at Phillips Congregational church yesterday esterday both services being given ghen up to the thought and special music appropriate to tile me meday day was rendered The Rev Re P A Simpkin spoke upon Mothers Religion at the Morning Hour He said in part Today we wear the blossom bl which reminds us of ot the fairest flower that ever grew in the soul gardens of ot earth where we have wandered The vision comes to us anew of that white flower of a blameless life Ufe that mirrors the motherhood we knew It is quite within the truth to assert that for tor formost formost most of ot us all the circle of the holy things life has known were revealed by the sacred glow of our mothers love ove and devotion In the treasure house of the heart where the stored Jewels lie Ue about the shrine over which mother is set there Is one however that shines In the bright and dark hours alike with glori glorious glorious glorious ous unfading beauty Mothers beauty and tenderness skill and patience sac sacrifices sacrifices sacrifices and ready resource are all aU re remembered remembered but the thing that made maa her abidingly beautiful the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit that she wore this was the flower of ot her re religion religion ligion goodness Mothers religion was not a very involved thing but it was sweet simple beautiful Splendid it was by which h to live JIve love hove and serve Splendid Splendid Splendid did it was too in the valley valle of at shadow Hard men men standing agnostic a or worse amid the broken lights and noisy discords of the times thought men who appealingly reach blood bood bloodstained bloodstained stained or miry mir hands out and up to the white figure far above them women lost In the maze of ot vani yard vanities vanities ties unworthy their souls and love these cry Cr even as they deny the appeal of the modern prophets of the Christ Ah If It I could but have my mothers religion The religion of our mothers shaped us when neither selfish interest nor lifes pride and had touched us The faith and sense of childhood has its trueness of at vision attested by the hunger of our hearts for tor the voice and the th comfort of ot that reality that re religion ligion which we found In mothers life Ute The reality eternal was In her unfold unfolding unfoldIng ing lag of God and Christ of ot right and truth of life Ute and purity purIt Seeming not unfamiliar with the Eternal Mind she sheat sheat sheat at least made us sense the imminence of the great righteous loving Lord whose law we must keep whose will we must reverence and do A simple sweet marked her teach teaching teaching teaching ing and her life as she sought to make us sense her sweet companionship with the gentle Christ the friend of chil children children children dren It was more than sWeet and positive tiye tive She had a satisfying religion had mother It was Vas so because It was real He who said I and offered the gift of ot himself to the trusting heart shared her life Ute I |