Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-07-20

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ute when the assembled spirit first sees
the Lord. Better than all we ever read
about him or talked about him or SANG
all our earthly lifetime, will il be, jus,
for one second to see him. The mos,
rapturous idea We ever had Of him on
sacriments! days or al the height OF some
great revival, or under the uplifted
baton OF an oratorio are g bankruptcy o!
thought compared with the first flash of
his appearance in that reception room.
At that moment when you confront each
other, Christ looking upon you and you
looking upon Christ, there will be an
e~cstatic thrill and surging of emotion
that beegars all description. Look
They need no introduction. Long ago
Christ chose that repentant sinner and
that repentant sinner chose Christ.
Mightiest moment Of Immortal history
the first kiss Of heaven! Jesus and the
SOU. The soul and Jesus.
But o into that reception pour
the glorifed kinsfolk. Enough OF earthly
retention TO let you know them, but with
out their wounds or their sicknesses or
their troubles. See what heaven has
done for them. So radiant, so gleeful,
SO transportingly lovely. They call you
by name. They greet you with an ardor
proportional TO the anguish Of your part
ing and the length Of your separation.
Father Motherl There ID your child.
Sisters! Brothers, Friends! | wish you
JOY. For years apart, together again in
| the reception room of the old homestead.
You see they will know you are coming.
There are 30 many immortals filling all
the spaces between here and heaven that
news like that flies like lightning. They
will be there in an instant; though they
were in some other world on errsnd from
God a signal would be thrown that would
fetch them. Though you might at first
feel dazed and overawed at their supernal
splendor, all that feeling will be gone at
the first touch Of heavenly salutation and
we will say: 80 my lost boy" 80 my
lost companion" % My lost friend, are
we here together?' What scenes have
been witnessed in that reception room of
the old homestead! There met Joseph
and Jacob, finding ii a brighter room
than anything they saw in Pharaon's
palace; David and the little child for
whom he once tasted and wept; Mary and
Lazarus after the heartbreak Of Bethany
Timothy and grandmother Lois; Isabella
Graham and her sailor SOD, Alfred and
George Goodman, the mystery OF the sea
at last made manifest Luther and Mag
| dalene, the daughter he bemoaned; John
Howard and the prisoners whom he
gospelized and multitudes without num-
Der who, once SO weary and so sad,
parted on earth but met in heaven.
Among all the rooms Of that house there
is no one that more enraptures my soul
than that reception room. In my
Fathers house are many rooms.
Another room in our Fathers house is
the throne room. We belong to the royal
family. The blood Of King Jesus flows
IN our veins, So we have a right to enter
the throne rOOnl. II ls no easy thing on
earth to get through even the outside
door Of a kings residence. During the
Franco German Wal one eventlde in the
summer of 1870. ! stood studying the
exquisite sculpturing Of the gate OF the
Tuilerics, Paris. Lost in admiration Of
the wonderful art Of that gate knew
not that | was exciting suspicion. Lower
ing my eyes TO the crowds OF people
found myself being closely inspected by
governmental officials, who from my
complexion judged me to be a German,
and that for some beiligerent purpose !
might be examining the gates Of the
palace. My explanations IN very poor
French did not satisfy them and they FOL
lowed me long distances until | reached
my hotel, and were not satisfied unit
from my landlord they found that was
only an inodensive American. The gates
of earthly palaces are carefully guarded.
and, if so, how much more severely the
throne room. A dazzling place IS Il tol
mirrors and all costly art. No one who
ever saw the throne room OF the first anG
only Napoleon viii ever forget the letter
n embroidered in purple and gold on the
upholstery Of chair and window, the let.
ter n ei.ded on the wall, the letter
chased on the Chalices, the 'etter y liam
ing from the ceiling. What g contaera-
ton Of brilliauCe the throne room OF
Charles Emmanuel Of Sardinia, Of Ferdl'
nand Of Spain, of Elizabeth Of England,
Of Boniface Of Italy. But The throne
room OF our Fathers house hath 8
glory eclipsipg al the throne rooms tha'
ever saw eCcpter wave or crown glitter Oh
foreign ambassador box, for our Father
throne is q throne OF grace, g throne o,
mercy, & throne Of holiness, a throne OF
i|ustice, a tl-tnc of universal dominion.
We need pa atand shivering and COVER
ing befo~~ Il, for cur father says we may
vet one Jay come up and sit on 1t beside
hirl To him that overcOmeth Will
Grant 10 sit with me in my throne. 1ol
see we are princes and princesses. Per
haps now we move about incognlto, al
Peter the Great in the garb Of a ship car
renter al Amsterdam or as Queen Ilrzai
in the dress OF & peasant woman seeking
the prophet for her childs cure; but
will be found out after a while who W.
are when we get into the throne roam
Ave! we need not wait until then. "
may by prayer and song AID spiritual up
lifting this moanept enter the throne room
q king, live for ever, We touch the f"r
giving scepter and PROSTATE ourselves a
thy feet! The crowns Of the royal axe
lies Of this world are tossed about iron
generation TO generation and from famil!
TO family. There are children 4 years Oh
in Berlin who have seen he crown o.
three enperors But wherever the core
nets Of thir world rise or fa.l, they &c
defined to meet in Il place. And loo'
and see them coming from north an
south and east and west, the Spanis
crown, the Italian crown, the Englis
crown, the Turkish crown, the Russia
crown, the Persian crown, aye, all tn
crowns from under the great archivolt c
h.avap. onI whila Uatch and wnpde