The Golden Age, 1906-08-30

From The Old Home Homestead - stead Homestead to "Round Top." Just contem|plate the achievements within the compass of a hundred paces! There at the junction of two avenues in East Northfield where thousands at the Confer Conference - ence Conference pass every day, is the old residence, still occupied and in good repair, where Dwight Lyman Moody was born. And out -there on Round Top, a pretty grass-covered knoll barely more than a hundred steps away, sleeps the sacred but eloquent dust of the great man's body - his faithful compan companion - ion companion by his side, awaiting the call of the Resurrec Resurrection - tion Resurrection Morn. And yet between the birthplace and the grave, behold the work that was done! Thous Thousands - ands Thousands of souls on both sides of the Atlantic lifted to God out of the gutter of sin, or brought from their pedestals of self-conceit and morality to bow with the joy of the redeemed at the foot of the Cross!

Bible power! No one <can visit Northfield, pass through the daily uplift of one of the con conferences - ferences conferences for Christian Workers and see the wholesome, practical in influences - fluences influences going out from the Northfield Seminary for Girls and the Mount Hermon School for Boys without having two thoughts constantly re recurring - the - curring - the recurring - the first and most important, of course --the marvelous influence of one life wholly conse consecrated - crated consecrated to God, and the other - the beautiful coin coincidence - cidence coincidence that D. L. Moody was born and reared at a place so wonderfully de designed - signed designed by Heaven for the crowning work of his life that has meant and will mean so much to the cause of our con conquering - quering conquering Christianity.

wise, upon the broader campus of the world beyond, the vital warmth of a living, unquestioning Faith and the quickening-passion of stalwart, productive Christian lives! A Gibraltar of Orthodox Truth. As I stood by that little mound at Round Top and read the simple lettering on the plain grave stone at my feet I uncovered my head and lifted my heart to God in thanksgiving for "the power of an endless life"; for a Faith that asked no questions of God, and for a Love that hugged the Bible to a regenerated heart as the priceless Revelation of God to man. And while that song of thanksgiving as ascended - cended ascended I could but remark to a friend at my side that men who believed like Moody and Spurgeon, Wesley and Whitefield, Fuller and Hall, Bunyan and Luther, Chrysostom and Paul - whether famous or

This is the spirit of Northfield. And this spirit, backed and emphasized by the solid foun foundation - dation foundation work being done by the Northfield schools, while the loftiest type of scholarship in England and America bows here at the foot of the Cross with the faith of a little child, makes Northfield indeed a spiritual Gibraltar against the tides of isms and schisms which have long been the bane and blight of religious life in New Jflngland. And here like another Jerusalem "wither the tribes go up," five to six thousand stifrrents, preachers and Christian workers of every class come up every summer to drink at the fount and grow on "the milk and meat of the Word," and then gp back to their fields of activity refreshed and strengthened for the battle against Sin and Unbelief! s

forgotten, were the only men who have ever lifted the world out of the ditch up to God. And this is the supreme Truth for which Northfield stands - standsthe the standsthe absolute inspiration and Authority of the Scrip Scriptures, - tures, Scriptures, the Deity and atonement of Jesus Christ and the complete consecration of the life redeemed to Him. There be many, especially in the South, who have an idea that the "hobbies" which Northfield rides are "The Pre-millennial Coming of Christ," and a sort of mystic, mysterious brand of consecra consecration - tion consecration known as "The Spirit-filled Life." Well, I have been to Northfield two years right in the heart of the greatest teaching by the greatest teachers, and it so occurs that I have never heard a set

sermon on "The Pre Premillenial - millenial Premillenial Coming," while the message of Professor Erdman, of Princeton, on Sunday night on the Holy Spirit, was as sound and >as (sane as Dr. J. If. Kilpatrick of or Dr. B. H. Carroll, of Texas, would be expected to teach. He said the Holy Spirit is given to every believer in the hour of regenera regeneration - tion regeneration and remains until the Heights of Heaven are reached; and he de declared - clared declared that the believer needed not to pray so much that "more of the Spirit of God be given him, but rather that he give himself more to the Spirit of God." The Book! The Book! ! The Book! ! ! Down with the traditions and opinions of men and up with the Book of God!

Nor is that all. Out in Chicago, like a Spring Perennial in that busy desert of commercialism and wickedness, stands the Moody Bible Institute, train training - ing training hundreds as Christian workers at home and in foreign lands, while a great congregation of devout men and women meet week after week as a "Moody memorial," to bless thousands more in the name of the Christ whom Moody taught them to love! Nor is that all. For there is Northfield - greater if possible than these, where ' nearly a thousand young men and women are receiving every year the real meaning of Christian Education - carrying with them into the frosty and blighting atmosphere of some of the universities of New England, and like-

0 be at Northfield is inspiration - scen inspiration - scenic, - ic, inspiration - scenic, soulful, sensible, spiritual inspira inspiration - tion inspiration I Surely there is no other spot just like it on earth I It seems that the God of nature and the God of the Bi Bible - being - ble - being Bible - being One - determined that here among the emerald hills of sturdy New England - here by the crystal waters of the rolling Connecticut - here where "The lips of Heaven, stooping, Rest the lips of Earth upon,"