Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-10-27

We are in the Academy today, not be-
cause we have no other place to 60.
Last Sabbath morning at 9 o'clock we
had but one church; nov we have
about thirty, all at our disposal. Their
pastors and their trustees say: You
may take our main audience
rooms, you may take u lecture
rooms, you may take u church
parlors, you may baptize in our
baptisteries, and sit on anxious
seats" Oil if there be any larger
hearted ministers or larger heart
ed churches anywhere than in
Brooklyn, tell me where they are,
that l may go and see them be-
fore | die. The millennium has
come. People keep wondering when
it is coming. 1t has come. The lion
and the lamb lie down together, and
the tiger eats straw like an OK. ]
should like To have seen two of the old
time bigOtS, with their swords, fight
ing through that great fire on Seller
merhorn street last Sabbath. | am
sure the swords would have melted,
and they who welded them would
have learned war no more. | can
never say a word against any other
denomination of Christians, thank
God | never have been tempted 20 do
it. | cannot be a ~scctarian. | have
been told | ought 10 be-, and | have
tried To be, but | have not enough ma.
tcrial IN me TO make such a struct
ure. Every time / get the thing most
done, there comes n fire, or something
else, and all is gone. The angels Of
God shake out on this air, GLORY to
God in the highest, and on earth
peace, good will toward men" do
not know but | see OH the horizon the
first CLEAN Of the morning which shall
unite all denominations in ueorgani.
cation, distinguished only blythe local.
ity as in apostolic times. Ii WIS then
tie Church of Thyatira, aud the
Church of ThesSalonica, and the
Church of Antioch. and the Church
of Laodicea. So | do not know but
that in the future history, and not far
of either, it may be simply a distinc-
ton Of locality, and not Of creed, rs
the Church of New York, the Church
of Brooklyn. the Church Of Boston,
the Church of Charleston, the Church
of Madras, the Church Of CONSTANT.
nople, the Church OF America.
MARCH on TO VICTORY.
Ny dear brethren, we cannot afford
TO be severely divided. Standing in
front Of the great foes Of our common
Christianity, we want 10 put on the
whole armur OF God and march down
in solid column, shoulder to shoulder
one commander N trIuInphl
The trumpet gives a martini strain
OIsraell grid thee Tor the hght;
Arise, the combat to maintain;
Arise, and put thy foes TO hisht
We also feel reinforced hy the
thought that we are on the way Ia a
heaven that can never burn down.
Fires may sweep through other cities
but | am glad To know that the New
Jerusalem is tircproof. There will he
no engines rushing through those
streets; there will be no temples con
sumed in that city. Coming u the
doors of that Church, We viii find
them open, resonant with songs, and
not cries of fire. Oh. my dear brother
and sister! if this short lane of life
comes up so soon To that blessed place,
what is the use of our ]wDrryiugl /
have felt Il good many times this last
week like Father Taylor. the sailor
preacher. He got in a long sentence
while he was preaching one day. and
lost himself, and could not iHd his
way out of the sentence. tie stopped
and said: Brethren, | have lost the
nominative of this sentence, a~ndthings
are generally mixed up, but am bound
for the kingdom anyhow
And during this last week, when ]
saw the rushing To- and fro aud the
excitement. said 10 myself. Il do not
know Just where We shall start again.
but ! am bound for tie kingdom any
how do not want tO 20 Just yet.
/ want 10 be pastor Of this people ul,
Ill l am about ei4hty-nine years Of
age, but | have sometimes thought
that there are such giurics ahead that
| may he persuaded 10 80 u little ear.
ller-iOr instance, at elgiIty-lwO or
eighty.thrcc; but / really think that.
if we could have an appreciation OF
what God has in reserve for ms. We
would want TO go, stepping right out
of the Academy of Music into the
glories of the skies.
All! that is a good land. Why,
they tell me that in that land they
never have heart ache. They tell mu
that a man might walk five hundred
years in hat land and never see a tear
or hear a sigh. They tell me that our
friends who have left us and gone
there. their feet are radiant as the sun,
and that they take hold of the hand OF
Jesus Familiarity, and that they open
that hand and see in the palm OF it a
healed wound that must have been
very cruel before il was healed. And
they tell me that there is no winter
there, and that they never get hungry
or cold, and that the sewing girl never
wades through the snow bank TO hel
daily toll, and that the clock never
strikes twelve for the night, but only
twelve for the day.
JESUS LIGHTS THE WAY.
See that light in the window. !
wonder who set II there. "Ohl" you
say, my father that went into glory
must have set that light in the win,
dow" No; guess again. my mother.
who died fifteen years ago in Jesus, !
think must have set that light there. y
No; guess again. You say, My dar.
ling little child, that last Sunamer !