The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-07-19


banks claps the cymbals, and Gabriel
puts his lips to the trumpet, and the four
and-twenty soldiers chant, and Lind and
Parepa render matchless duet in the
music-room of the old heavenly home
stead. "In my Fathers house are many
rooms"
Another room in our Fathers house
viii be the family room. 1t may corre-
spond somewhat with the family room on
earth. At morning and evening" you
know, that is the place we now meet.
Though every member of the household
have a seperate room in the family room
they all gather, and joys and sorrows and
experiences of all styles are there re-
hearsed. Sacred room in all our dwell
ings. Whether it be luxurious with otto
mans and divans and books in Russian
lids standing in mahogany case, or there
be only few plain chairs and cradle,
So the family room on high will be the
place where the kinsfolk assemble and
talk over the family experiences of earth,
the weddings, the births, the burials, the
festal days of Christmas and Thanks
giving reunion. Will the children
departed remain children there2
VIII the aged remain aged theref
Oh, no; every thing is perfect
there. The child will go ahead to glOrihed
maturity and the aged will go back to
one will rise to meridian and the descend
ing sun of the other will return to me-
ridian. However much we love our chill
dren, we would consider it q domestic
disaster if they staid children, and so we
rejoice at their growth here. And when
we meet in the family room of our Fa-
theirs house we will be glad that they
have grandly and glOriously matured;
while our parents, who were aged aRd in
1oaT Ear 1a6 To
TO the most agile and vigorous immortal
ity there. II forty, or forty-fve, or fifty
years be the apex Of physical and mental
life on earth, then the heavenly childhood
will udvanSe to that and the heavenly old
age VIII retreat to that.
When we join them in that family room
we shall have much to tell them. We
shall want to know of them right away
such things as these: Did you see US in
this or that or the other struggle? Did
you know when we lost our property and
sympathize with US? Did you know we
had that awful sickness? Were you how
ering any where 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 to Heaven? Did you
celebrate the hour of our conversion?
And then, whether they know it or not
we viii tell them all. But they will have
more to tell US than we to tell them. Ten
years on earth may ba very eventful
but what must be the biography of ten
years in Heaven? They viii have to tel
US the story of corOnatjOns, story of news
from all immensity, story of cOnquerOrs
and hierarcbs, story Of wrecked or ran
somed planets, story Of angelic victory
over diabOIic revOlts, of extingUished
suns, of obliterated consultations, of
new galaxies kindled and swung, of
stranded comets, of worlds on fire, and
story of Jehovah's majestic reign.
If in that family room of our Fathers
house we have so much to tell them OF
what we have passed through since we
parted, how much more thrilling and
arousing that which they have to tell 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 humble Chris
tiau servant to Lady Rafaes, who, because
of the death of her child, had shut herself
up in 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 beaut ful child that ever was
seen, and instead of leaving him in this
world till he should be worn with trouble,
has not God taken him to Heaven in all
his beauty? Leave off weeping and let
me open a window" So to- day I am try
4 ing to open upon the darkness of earthly
separation the windows and doors and
rooms of the heavenly homestead. I'm
my Fathers house are many rooms"
How would it do for my sermon to leave
4 you in that family room to day? I am
| sure there is no room in which you would
rather stay than in the enraptured circle
! of your ascended and glorifed kinsfOlk.
We might visit other rooms in our
Fathers house. There may be picture
/ galleries penciled not with earthly art,
| but by some process unknown in this
| world, preserving for the next world the
/ brightest and most stupendous scenes of
/ human history. And there may be lines
and forms of earthly beauty preserved
for heavenly inspection in something
whittier and chaster and richer than
Venetian sculpture ever wrought. Rooms
| beside rooms. Rooms over rooms. Large
| rooms. Majestic rooms, opalescent
rooms, amethystine rooms. "In my
/ Fathers house are many rooms"
/ hope none Of Us viii be disappointed
about getting there. There is a room for
| us if we will 60 and take it, but in order
to reach it it is absolutely necessary that
! we take tle TlgnL way anu CuEiSl Is Lue
| way; and we must enter at the right
| door, and Christ IS at 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. I hold in my hand
| a roll Of letter. inviting you all to make
! that your home forever. The New Testa-
ment is only roll of letters inviting you
as the spirit OF them practically
says: 'dy dying, yet inlmorta
child in earthly neighborhOod,
have built for You q great residence
1t is full of rooms. I have furnished
them as no palace was ever furnished
Pearls are nothing, emeralds are nothing
chrysophrasus is nothing; ilumineC
panels of sunrise and sunset nothing
the aurora of the northern heavens. moth
ing compared with the splendOr witt
which I have garnitured them. But yoJ
must be clean before ven can enter there
and 50 1 have opened a fountain wher'
you may wash ali your sins away. Come
now! Put your weary but cleaused fee
on the upward pathway. Do you not SET
amid the thick foliage on the heavenly
! hill tops the old family homes teads'
l In my Fathers house are many rooms
] sa |
T[Hudnass Smiles.
single bitter word may d1squiet an en-
tire family for a whole day. One sUrly
glance casts a gloom over the household
while a smile, like a CLEAN Of sunshine may
light up the darkest and Neariest hours