THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN
In
Jeremiah - a lonely man amid terrible judgments; a burning light amid gross
apostasy; and a spirit so tender and sympathetic as to be heart-broken over it all
we have a supreme model for our darkening days; and in his Lamentations we hear
the secret sobbings of his heart. Not
least is his sob over the children. “THEY FAINT FOR
HUNGER,” he cries, “AT THE TOP OF EVERY STREET”
(Lam. 2: 19). There are three hundred and fifty thousand
Sunday Schools in the world, with thirty-five million scholars: nevertheless,
the child-life of the world is now in appalling peril, ere the day comes of
which Mrs. Luke has so sweetly
written:-
I
long for the joy of that glorious time,
The
sweetest, and brightest, and best,
When
the dear little children of every clime
Shall
crowd to His arms and be blest.
The Prophet’s picture
is a Russian photograph. “Pour out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord;
lift up thy hands toward Him for the life of thy young children, that
faint for hunger at the top of every street.” According to the latest
official Soviet census (Times, Aug.
28, 1923), the number of waifs and strays in the
[* Count Tolstoy’s “Religious Education of the Young,” p. 2.]
RED SUNDAY SCHOOLS
Now this virulent
poison, with its awful tragedy for child-life, is crossing to the Christ-soaked
soil of Anglo-Saxondom. Red Sunday
Schools - some Socialist, some Proletarian, some Communist - are springing up
all over
Hold
fast the morals of your class,
Heed
not the Gospel-grinding band,
For
“truths” they preach are seldom true,
And
truth they do not understand.
There is a Red
Catechism; a Decalogue, one of the Ten Commandments of which begins, - “Thou
shalt teach Revolution”; a Calendar of Saints, which includes murderers; and a
Doxology beginning, - “No Saviours from on high deliver.” At a Red baptism in
O
ye rich men I hear and tremble,
For
with words the sound is rife,
Once
for you and death we laboured,
Changed
henceforward is the strife.
We
are men, and we shall battle
For
the world of men and life;
And
our host is marching on.
Next, Mr. J. A. Tayler, a prominent
Socialist, who officiated, took the child in his arms, and after stating that
there would not be any ritual about the ceremony, and that they did not want
priests there - a sentiment which was loudly applauded - welcomed the child
into the Socialist movement, and pinned a Red token, the symbol of the social
revolution, on her breast. “I name the child Gladys Rose Wood,” said Tayler, “and I am glad to welcome it into the ranks of
SPIRITUALIST SUNDAY
SCHOOLS
But there is an assuult
still more daring, and still more deadly, on the child-life of our day. There are at present 13,340 child members of
the Lyceum Union, or
[*Irene Hernaman’s Child Alediums, P. 15.]
Mr. H. D. Brown, the late secretary
of the Christian Colportage Association, said:- “A
Sunday School teacher in
[*God and Satan, p. 85.]
EMPTYING SUNDAY SCHOOLS
But incomparably the
gravest attack upon the child-soul is the decay and threatened collapse,
internal in doctrine and external in attendance, of the Sunday Schools of the
Churches. The official programme for the
Sunday Schools of Christendom now carefully inculcates that the miracles of the
Old Testament are myths, legends, and poetic fictions; and experience shows
that the New Testament miracles do not long survive the Old.
Some years ago a
mother wrote me: “I have just had a staggering blow. My little boy, aged nine, looks up at me and
says: ‘Mother, is the Bible all true? My teacher says that parts are not true.’
Then my infant of eight chimes in: ‘The
boys of the third class [aged about ten] all
say it is not true.’ I wept.” (It
is instructive to know that that mother has since saved the faith of both her
boys).
A Bible teacher said
recently (American Sunday School Times, April
21, 1923): “On my recent trip I found a Unitarian
Theosophical free-thinker teaching the largest Bible class in a Methodist
Sunday School, and a New Thoughtist, who denies the Deity of Christ, and the
Atonement, teaching a large class of young ladies in a Presbyterian Sunday
School. Such cases are not uncommon.”
The undermining of belief in the Bible,
together with the profound growth of Antichristianity since the War, is
decimating the Sunday Schools. The
enormous losses in British Sunday Schools - the Church of England alone lost
240,000 scholars between 1913 and 1917, or more than 400,000 during the War - has
been more than reflected across the
CHILD CRIMINALS
But there is positive
as well as negative declension. Dr. Stanley Hall, a specialist on the
subject, says:- “There is a marked increase of crime
between the ages of twelve and fourteen, and the proportion of juvenile
delinquents seems to be everywhere increasing, and crime is more and more
precocious.” We find in the Great
War an extraordinary revelation. The
number of juvenile convicts in
[*So also the Freneh figures before the war were
appalling. In 1910, 06 per cent. of all
the accused who appeared before a jury were minors - that is, under 21 yearsof
age. “The
maximum of criminality” - so runs the official report to the President –
“was found among the prisoners from 18 to 21 years of
age, or three times the number of criminals among adults .” (Daily Telegraph, Sept. 18, 1912.).]
CHILD CONVERSION
Thus there is no
national service more signal, none more profound or radical in its effects on
national character and destiny, than influencing the children for Christ. As Bishop
Philips Brookes has said:- “He who helps a child
helps humanity with a distinctness, with an immediateness, which no other help
given to human creatures in any shape of their human life can possibly give
again.” It is said that there is
enough electricity in one drop of water to generate two thunder-storms: so
there are two latent, antagonistic eternities wrapt up in the heart of a little
child. In 1869, in the Higher Local
Examinations of the University of Cambridge, religious teaching was taken by
all the candidates; in 1879, by little more than 25 per cent.; in 1889, by a
little more than 10 per cent.; in 1899, by less than 9 per cent.; and in 1912,
by 6 per cent. Ponder what this
withdrawing of saying truth from the child-heart means. A recent inquiry addressed to 3,500 children
of God yielded this notable result, 75 per cent. of the males and 85 per cent.
of the females assigned their conversion to years between 10 and 18, far the
greater proportion locating it between 14 and 18; while less than 3 per cent.
of the girls, and less than 2 per cent. of the boys, were converted before 10. The child’s Saviour is nearest to the child
in childhood, and every year afterwards makes the hope of conversion more remote.
Moreover, as a Japanese infidel has
recently stated in a fierce attack on the Christian Faith:- “Those who learn Christianity early in life make the best
Christians.”
CHILDREN AND THE CHURCH
So it is for us to
welcome all saved children, when carefully examined and proved to be saved,
into the full fellowship of the
CHILD MARTYRS
Nor let us ever forget that a child can even be a
martyr. A little Armenian maid six year
old, one of 400,000 orphans now being aided by American missionaries, deserted
and almost starved, was taken by Turkish officers, who told her they would make
a Mohammedan of her. She answered
emphatically, “I will never be a Moharnmedan.” They told her she would die where she was, but
that if she would become a Mohammedan they would give her a good home. “I won’t be a
Moharnmedan,” she answered. Growing angry, they took her to a stable where
wild, half-starved dogs were kept, to which Armenian children were habitually
tossed to be devoured. As they
approached, the dogs leaped to their feet, and snarled and growled. The little maid, neither hesitating nor
shrinking, said through her tears, “I can’t, I won’t
be a Mohammedan.” So they pitched
her in, and locked the door. Next
morning, when they came all was silent; and when they opened the door, with her
curly head resting on one shaggy brute, they found Anistiana - for that is her
name - sound asleep, bearing on one arm the marks where one of the dogs had
seized her. As they lifted her, and she
rubbed her sleepy eyes, she exclaimed, “I won’t be a
Mohammedan.” She was sold, and
has finally fallen into the hands of a Christian woman. “Their angels do
always behold the face of My Father which is in heaven."
THE CHILDREN’S CRY
What a tremendous
summons it is to us all to do all we can for child-life, while we may! Because children can be saved as soon as they
are conscious of sin; because enormously the larger proportion of conversions
takes place in childhood; because (as Mr. Spurgeon says) the earliest
conversions make the strongest disciples; because, as iniquity hardens, still
tender childhood will become our main, if not our only, hope; because our
parents felt no sacrifice too great to bring us to God, and He charges us to
repay the debt, and to transmit the blessing (Psa.
78: 3-8); above all, because the Saviour loves them, and says that it is
not our heavenly Father’s will that one of these little ones should perish (Matt. 18: 14), let us “pour
out our hearts as water” for the little people who (as Lord Beaconsfield said) are the
trustees of posterity.
“Mother,” a little girl once said, “where is your
soul?” “Well, I
don’t know, exactly, daughter.” “Can I hear your soul?” “No, I think not,”
said mother. “Can
I see your soul, mother?” Mother said, “Well, you
see if you can see my soul. Come, climb
up in my lap and look deep down in my eyes, and see if you can see my soul.”
So the little girl climbed up in her mother’s lap, took her two cheeks in her
hands, and looked deep into her eyes. When
she had given a deep searching look, she said: “Well,
mother, away down in your soul there is a little girl.” She
had seen herself mirrored in her mother’s eyes. The mother’s or teacher’s soul is the only
true home of a little child: one lad’s grave at
So the cry of the children is in our ears. In famine lands it is literally true, but in
all lands spiritually:-.
And
well may the children weep before you!
They
are weary ere they run;
They
have never seen the sunshine, nor the glory
Which
is brighter than the sun.
They
know the grief of man, without its wisdom;
They
sink in man’s despair, without its calm;
Are
slaves, without the liberty in Christdom,
Are
martyrs, by the pang without the palm:
Are
worn as if with age, yet unretrievingly
The
harvest of its memories cannot reap,-
Are
orphans of the earthly love and heavenly:
And
they weep!
and they weep!
- E. B. BROWNING.