One young man at college, an only son, whose mother wrote to him
remonstrating against his gambling and drinking habits, took the
letters out of the post-office, and when he found that they were from
her, he tore them up without reading them. She said:
"I thought I would die when I found I had lost my hold on that son."
If a boy kills his mother by his conduct, you can't call it anything
else than _murder_, and he is as truly guilty of breaking the sixth
commandment as if he drove a dagger to her heart.
"It Is Not For You!"
Commenting on the text: "It is not for you to know the times or the
seasons, which the Father hath put in His own power," Spurgeon said:
"If I were introduced into a room where a large number of parcels were
stored up, and I was told that there was something good for me, I
should begin to look for that which had my name upon it, and when I
came upon a parcel and I saw in pretty big letters, '_It is not for
you_,' I should leave it alone. Here, then, is a casket of knowledge
marked, '_It is not for you_ to know the times or the seasons, which
the Father hath put in His own power.' Cease to meddle with matters
which are concealed, and be satisfied to know the things which are
clearly revealed."