Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-09-09
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comes, and anOtnef, anu hIter a WHle
the mother comes, and after a while the
father comes, and now they are all here,
and they have a time of great congratu-
lation and a very pleasant reunion.
Well, it is just so with u families; they
are emigrating TO a better land. Now,
one goes out. Oh, how hard it is to part
with him! Another goes. oh, how
hard it is to part with her! And an
other. and another, and we ourselves
will after a while 60 over, and then we
will be together. Oh. what a reunionl
DO you believe that? Eyes" you say.
You do notl You do not believe it as
you believe other things. If you
did, and with the same emphasis,
why, it would take nine-tenths Of your
trouble off your heart. The fact
is, heaven TO many Of u is great fog.
1t is away off somewhere, filled with an
uncertain and indefinite population. That
Is the kind Of heaven that many OF US
dream about; but it is the most tremen-
dous fact in all the universe-this heaven
of the Gospel. Our departed friends are
not afloat. The residence in which you
live is not so real as the residence in
which they stay. You are aloat, you
who do not know in the morning what
will happen before night. They are
housed and safe forever. Do not, there
fore, pity your departed friends who have
died in Christ. They DO not need any of
your pity. You might as well send a
letter Of coincidence to Queen Victoria on
her obscurity, or to the Rothschilds
on their poverty, as to pity those
who have won the palm. Do not
say of those who are departed,
poor child!" 'Poor father!" poor
mother!" They are not poor. You are
poor-you whose homes have been shat
tered-not they. You do not dwell
much with your families in this world.
All day long you are of to business.
Will it not be pleasant when you can be
together all the while2 IL you have had
four children and one is gone, and any
body asks how many children you have,
do not be so inidel as TO say three. Say
f~our--one in heaven. Do not think that
the grave is unfriendly. You go into
your room and dress for some grand en-
tertainment, and you conn forth beauti-
fully appareled; and the grave is only
the place where we 60 TO dress for the
glorious resurrection, and we will come
out radiant, radiant, mortality having
become Immortality. Oh, how much
coincidence there is in this thought /
expect TO see my kindred in heaven; I
expect to see them as certainly as / ex-
pect to 60 home today. Ay, / shall
more certainly see them. Eight or ten
will come up from the graveyard back
of Somerville; and one will come up
from the mountains back of Annoy,
China; and another will come up from
the sea off Cape Hatteras; and thirty will
come up from Greenwood; and / shall
know them better than lever knew them
here. And your friends-they may be
across the sea, but the trumpet that
sounds here will sound there. You will
come up on Just the same day. Some
morning you have oversight yourself,
and you open your eyes, and see that the
sun is high in the heavens, and you say,
II have oversight, and ] must be up and
off," So you will open your eyes on the
/ III IllIlH vi tllc IttAlDii, III ltlt Jun
blaze of Gods light, and you will say,
81 must be up and away oh yes, you
will comeup, and there will be a reunion,
a constitution of your family. l like
what Halliburton, think il was-good old
Mr.. Ha~lburton-said in his last moments,
II thank God that | ever lived, and that
l have a father in heaven, aud a mother
in heaven. and brothers in heaven, and
sisters in heaven, and ] am now going
upt 10 see them"
/ remark once more, troubles in
this world are preparative for glory.
What a transition it was for Paul-from
the slippery deck Of a laundering ship TO
the calm presence of Jesusl What a
transition it was for Latimer-from the
stake to a throne! What a transition it
was for Robert Hall-from insanity to
glory! What q transition il was for
Richard Baxter-from the dropsy to the
saints everlasting restv" And what a
transition it will be for you-from a
world of sorrow 10 a world of ioyl John
Holland, when he was dying, said,
"What means this brightness in the
rooml Have you lighted the candlesl'
mo" they replied, 1--WE have not
lighted any candles" Then said he,
'Welcome heavenl' the light already
beaming upon his pillow. q We who are
prosecuted in this world! your enemies
will get off the track after a while, and all
will speak well Of you among the thrones.
Hot ye who are sick now, no medicines
to take there. One breath Of the eternal
hills will thrill you with immortal vigor.
And ye who are lonesome now, there
will be a thousand spirits to welcome you
into their companionship. o ye bereft
souls there will be no grave digger's
spade that viii cleave the side Of that
hill, and there will be no dirge wailing
from that temple. The river Of God,
deep as the Joy Of heaven, will roll on
between banks odorouB with balm. and
over depths bright with jewels, and unier
skies roseate with gladness, argosics oi
light going down the stream TO the stroko
of gliltering oar and the song Of angels
Not n sigh In the wind; not one tear
mingling with the waters.
There shall | battle my weary soul
In seas OF heavenly rest,
And not a wave OF trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.