Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-07-18

want TO know of them right away such
things as these: Did you see us in this or that
or the other struggled Did you know when
we lost our property and sympathize with u.s.
Ptd you know we had that awful sicknessg
We're you lowering anywhere around when
we plunged into that memorable accident,
Did you know of our backsliding? Did
you know of that moral victory? Were
you pleased when we started for heaven? Did
you celebrate the hour of our conyersions
And then, whether they knowit or not, we
will tell them all. But they will have more
to tell us than we to tell them. Ten years on
earth may be very e~ventful, but what must
be the biography of ten years in heaven?
They will nave to tell us the story
or coronations, story OF news from all
immensely, story of conquerors and
hierarchs story of wrecked or ran
somed planets, story of angelic victor.
over diabolic ~revolts, of e~xtinguished suns, OF
obliterated consultations, of new g~elaxies
kindled and swung, of stranded comets, of
worlds on fire, n story of Jehovah's ma
jestic reign. If in that family room of our
Fathers house we nave so much to tell them
Of what we have passed through since we
parted, howm much more thrilling and arous-
ing that which they have totell us of what
they have passed through since we parted.
Surely that family room will be one of the most
favored rooms in all our Fathers house.
What long lingering there, for we
shall never again be in a hurry.
Let me open a window said an
humble Christian servant to Lady Raffies,
who, because of the death of her child,
had shut herself up in a dark room
and refused TO see any one; you have
been many days in this dark room.
Are you not ashamed to grieve in this
manner, when you ought to be thanking
God for having given you the most beauti.
full child hat ever was seen, and instead OF
leaving him in fhfa nVOrId fiI ha ch0f,ld he
worn with trouble, has not God taken him to
heaven in all his beautyf Leave off weeping
and let me open a window So to-day | am
trying to open upon the darkness of earthly
separation the windows and doors and rooms
of the heavenly homestead. sin my Fathers
house are many rooms."
How would it do for my sermon to leave
you in that family room to-day? lam sure
therei is no room in which you would rather
stay than in the enraptured circle OF your as
cended and gloriied kinsfolk. We might
visit other rooms in our Fathers house. There
may be picture galleries penciled not with
earthly art but by some process
ing for the next world the bright
est and most s~tupendous scenes of human his
tory. And there may be lines and forms Of
earthly beauty preserved for heavenly in
spection in something whittier and chaster and
richer than Venetian sculptureever wrought.
IAOOLuS DtSiut lOOulb. fOOInS over IOOi1S.
Large rooms. Majestic rooms, opalescent
rooms, amethystine rooms. Jimmy Fathers
house are many rooms.n
/ hope none of us win be disappointed
about getting there. There is a room for us
if we will go and take it, but in order 10 reach
it it is absolutely necessary that we take the
right a and Christ is the way and we
must enter at the right door, and Christ is
the door; and we must start in time, and the
only hour you are sure of is the hour the clock
now strikes and the only second the one your
watch is now ticking. l hold in
han a roll of letters inviting you all
to make that your home forever. The New
Testament Is only a roll of letters inviting
you, as the spirit Of them practically says;
"My dying yet immortal child in earthly
~neighborhood, / have built for you a great
residence. 1t is full of rooms. / have
furnished them as no palace was ever fur
nished. Pearls are nothing, emeralds are
nothing, chrysophrasus is nothing; illu-
mined panels Of sunrise and sunset,
nothing; the aurora of the northern
heavens nothing-compared with the SPLEEN
dor with which / have garnitured them.
But you must be clean before you can enter
there, and so / nave opened n fountain
where you may wash all your sins away.
Come howl Put your weary but cleansed
feet on the upward pathway, Do you not
see amid the thick foliage on the heavenly
hill-tops the old family homesteady' I'm
my Fathers house are many rooms"