The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1888-12-20

ons bring us good news; Jacob had not
heard from his boy for good many years.
He never thought of him but with a heart
ache. There was in Jacobs heart room
where lay the corpse of his unburied Joseph;
and when the wagons came, the Kings wag-
ons and told him that Joseph was yet alive,
he faints dead away. Good news for jacob
Good news for us The Kings wagons come
down and tell US that our Joseph-Jesus II
yet alive: that he has forgiven us because ws
threw him into pit OF suffering and the
dungeon of shame He has risen from
thence to stand in palace. The Bethlehem
shepherds were awakened at midnight by the
rafting of the wagons that brought the
tidings. Our Joseph-Jesus sends as o mes
sage of pardon, of life, of heaven; corn for
our hunger, raiment for our nakedness.
Joseph Jesus is yet alive
go to hunt up Jesus. Igo to the village OF
Bethany and say: where does Mary livef 2"
They say: "Yonder Mary lives" go in. l
see where she sat in the sitting-room. go
out where Martha worked i'll the kitchen, but
l find no Jesus. l go into Pilates court
room, and l find the judges and the police
and the prisoners box, but no Jesus. l go
into the Arimathean cemetery, but the door
is gone, and the shroud is gone, and Jesus is
gone. BY faith l look up to the Kings pal
ace; and behold have found him! Joseph
Jesus is still alivel Glorious religion, reli-
gion, Il religion made out of death s heads,
and cross bones. and undertaker's screw
driver, but one bounding with life, and sym.
pathy, and gladness. Joseph is yet alive!
know that my Remember lives.
What comfort this sweet sentence givesl
He lives. He lives, who once was dead,
He lives, my everything Head.
He lives to grant me daily breath,
He lives, and l shall conquer death.
He lives m V mansions TO preDarp
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives, all glory to his name;
He lives, my Jesus, still the same,
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
know that my Redeemer lives.
The Kings wagons will after a while I'M
load, and they will turn around, and they
will go back to the palace, and really think
that you and will go with them. The King
will not leave us in this famine-struek world.
The King has ordered that we be lifted into
the wagons, and that we go overinto Goshen
where there shall be pasturage for our largest
flocks ofjoy, and then we will drive up to the
palace, where there are glories awaiting us
which will melt all the snow of Egyptian
marble into forgefuness.
l think that the kings wagons will take US
up to see our lost friends. Jacobs chief an
ticipation was not seeing the Nile, nor of see
ing the long colonnades of architectural
beauty, nor of seeing the throne-room. There
was focus to all his journeyings, to all his
anticipations; and that was Joseph. Well,
my friends, don't think heaven would be
worth much if our brother, Jesus, was not
there If there were two heavens, the one
with all the pomp and paraphernalia of an
eternal monarchy, but no Christ. and the
other were plain heaven, humbly matched,
with a few daisies in the yard, and Christ
were there, l would say: LET the King 8
wagons take me up to the old farm house"
IfJesus were not in Heaven, there would
be no music there; there would be but few
people there; they would be off looking for
the lost Christ, crying through the universe:
Where is Jesus? where is Jesus?" and after
they had found him, with loving violence
they would take him and bear him through
the gates; and it would be the greatest day
known in Heaven within the memory of the
Oldest inhabitant. Jesus never went of from
Heaven but once, and he was 80 badly
treated on that excursion they will never let
him go again.
Oh, the JOY of meeting our brother, Joseph
Jesusl After we have talked about him for
10, or so, or 20 years, to talk with him, and
to clasp hands with the hero OF the ages; NOT
crouching as underlings in his presence, but
as Jacob and Joseph hug each other. We
will want some new term by which to address
him. On earth we call him Saviour, or Re
deemer, or friend, but when We throw our
arms around him in everlasting embrace, we
will want some new name of endearment. /
can think of what we shall do through the
long ages of eternity; but what we shall
do the first minute can not guess.
In the first flash of his countenance
in the first rush of our emotions,
what we shall do cannot imagine. Oh the
overwhelming glory of the first 60 seconds in
Heaven! Methinks we will just stand, and
look and look and look
The King S wagons took Jacobupto see his
lost boy, and so l really think that the
Kings wagons will take us up to see our lost
kindred. How long is it since Joseph went
out of your household? How many years is
it now last Christmas, or the 14th of next
month? 1t was n dark night when he died,
and q stormy day it was at the burial; and
the clouds wept with you, and the winds
sighed for the dead The bell at Greenwood g
gate rang only few moments, but your
heart has been tolling, toling, ever since
You have been under a delusion, like Jacob
of old. You have thought that Joseph was
dead. You put his name first in the birth
record of the family Bible, and then you put
it in the death record of the family Bible
and You have been deceived. Joseph
is yet alive. He is more alive than you are
Of all the 10000 900, 900 of children that
statisticians say have gone into the future
world, there is not one of them dead, and the
Kings wagons will take you up to see them.
You often think how glad you will be to see
them. Have you never thought, my brother,
my sister, how glad they will be to see you?
Jacob was no more glad to see Joseph than
Joseph was to see Jacob. Every time the
door In heaven opens, they look to see If it
is you coming in. Joseph, once standing in
the palace, burst out crying when he thought
of Jacob-afar off. And the heaven of your
little ones will not be fairly begun until you
get there. All the kindnesses shown by i'm
mort ais will not make them forget you.
There they are, the radiant throngs that
went out from your homes! throw a kiss
to the sweet darlings. They are all well now
in the palace. The crippled child has a
sound foot now. A little lame child says:
.sMa, will be lame in heaven?" mo, my
darling. you won't be lame in heaven" A
little blind child says: "Ma, will be blind
blind in heaven" They are all well there.
In my boyhood, for some time we lived
three miles from church, and on stormy
days the children staid at home, but ia
ther and mother always went to church;
that was habit they had. On those stormy
Sabbaths when We staid at home, the abb
sence of our parents seemed very much pro-
could not get on very fast. So we would go
to the window at II o'clock to see if they
were coming, and then we would go at hall
past II to see if they we're coming, and at a
quarter to one. and then at one O'Clock.
After while, Mary, or David, or Dewitt
would shout sthe wagons comingp and
then we would see it winding out of the
woods, and over the brook. and through the
lane and up in front of the old farm house;
and then we would rush out, leaving the
doors wide open, with many things to tell
them, asking them many questions. Well,
my dear brethren l think we are many of US
in the kings wagons, and we are on the way
home. The road 10 very bad, and we get on
slowly; but after awhile we will come winding
out of the woods and though the brook OF
death, and up in front of the old heavenly
homestead; and our departed kindred, who
have been waiting and watching for us, will
rush out through the doors and over the
lawn crying: 1.-The wagons are coming! the
Kings wagons are coming!" Harkl the bell
of the city hall strikes II. Twelve o'clock
on earth, and likewise it is high noon in
heaven.
Does not the subject Of today take the
gloom out of the thoughts that would other.
wise be struck through with midnight? We
used to think that when we died we would
have to go afoot, sagging down in the mire
and the hounds of terror might get after us
and if we got through into heaven at all, We
would como in form and wnundpd and bleed.