As regards these, we should avoid extremes. On the one hand we find a rigor in sabbath observance that is nowhere commanded in Scripture, and that reminds one of the formalism of the Pharisees more than of the spirit of the gospel. Such strictness does more harm than good. It repels people and makes the sabbath a burden. On the other hand we should jealously guard against a loose way of keeping the sabbath. Already in many cities it is profaned openly.
When I was a boy the sabbath lasted from sundown on Saturday to sundown on Sunday, and I remember how we boys used to shout when it was over. It was the worst day in the week to us. I believe it can be made the brightest day in the week. Every child ought to be reared so that he shall be able to say, with a friend, that he would rather have the other six days weeded out of his memory than the sabbath of his childhood.
PUBLIC WORSHIP.
Make the sabbath a day of religious activity. First of all, of course, is attendance at public worship. “There is a discrepancy,” says John McNeill, “between our creed about the sabbath day and our actual conduct. In many families, at ten o’clock on the sabbath, attendance at church is still an open question. There is no open question on Monday morning—‘John, will you go to work to-day?’”
A minister rebuked a farmer for not attending church, and said, “You know John you are never absent from market.”
“O,” was the reply, “we must go to market.”
Some one has said that without the sabbath the church of Christ could not, as a visible organization, exist on earth. Another has said that “we need to be in the drill of observance as well as in the liberty of faith.” Human nature is so treacherous that we are apt to omit things altogether unless there is some special reason for doing them. A man is not likely to worship at all unless he has regularly appointed times and means for worship. Family and private devotions are almost certain to be omitted altogether unless one gets into the habit, and has a special time set apart daily.
A REMINISCENCE.
I remember blaming my mother for sending me to church on the sabbath. On one occasion the preacher had to send some one into the gallery to wake me up. I thought it was hard to have to work in the field all the week, and then to be obliged to go to church and hear a sermon I didn’t understand. I thought I wouldn’t go to church any more when I got away from home; but I had got so in the habit of going that I couldn’t stay away. After one or two sabbaths, back again to the house of God I went. There I first found Christ, and I have often said since,
“Mother, I thank you for making me go to the house of God when I didn’t want to go.”