Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-07-21

allow us the opportunity Of looking In: Christ
| when He came from heaven to Bethlehem, leit
It open, and no one since has dared 70 snu' y,
Matthew threw it still wider open when ne
came to write, and PaIl pusnedkhe door iu,sner
back when he spoke a the glory to be revealea.
and John in RevelatNi actually points US 70
| the harps andethe wRers, and the crowns, anu
the thrones There are profoand mysteries
| about that blessed place that we cannot soiVe.
But look through this wide open door OF heaven
look and catch up now something OF the
rapture, and attune our hearts to its worsnip.
1t is wide open enough to see Christ. Behold
Him, the chief among ten Thousand; al ,es Ine
hammered pomp of heaven at His feet Win
| your enkindled faith look up along these ranks
| of glory. Watch how their palms wave ana
hear how their voices ring. FLOODS clapplng
their hands, streets cleaning with COLO, un-
counted muititudes ever accumulating in num-
Der and ever rising up into giadder hosannas.
If you cannot stand to look upon tnat1o Ior al
among it forever? You would wish yourself
out of it in three days and choose the eartn
again or any other place where 1t was not H.
ways Sunday.
LOOKING HEAvENWARD.
Ny hearer in worldly prosperity, aftiuent
houored, healthy and happy. look in upon that
bright company of the redeemed. and sec how
the poor soul in heaven is better OF than you
are, brighter in apparel richer in estate, higher
in power. Hearers afflicted and tried, look in
through that open door that you may see to
what gladness and glory you are coming, to
what life, to what riches, TO what royalty.
Hearers pleased to fascination with this world,
gather up your souls for one appreciative look
upon riches that never fly away; upon health
that never sickens, upon scepters that never
break. upon expectations that are never disap-
pointed. Look in snd see If there are not
enough crowns to pay us for all our battles.
enough rest to relieve all our fatiCues, enough
hfr0F
enough glory to dash out forever ana ever all
earth's signing and restlessness and darkness.
Battles ended, tears wiped away, thorns
plucked from the bosoms, stabs healed. the
tomb riven-what a scene to look upon.
Again: The door of heaven stands open for
the Christians final entrance. Death TO the
righteous is not climbing high walls or fording
deep rivers, but it is entering an open door. Ii
you ever visit the old homestead where you
were born and while father and mother are
yet alive, as you 20 up the lane in front OF the
and fs sbe snH s9s shudder With fesG
No, you are glad to enter. So your last SICK
ness will be only the lane in front OF your
Fathers house from which you hear the voice
of singing before you reach the door. And
DEATH that is the lifting of the latch before you
enter the greetings and embraces OF the in
Vulnerable family of the righteous Nay there
is no latch, for John saws the door is already
open. What a company of spirits have already
entered those portals, bright and shining
Souls released from the earthly prison house,
that sped up from the flames Of martyrdom
making heaven richer as they went in, pouring
their notes into the celestial harmony.
THE DOOR OF MERCY
The step beyond this life seems so mysterious
you dread the taking of it Why, who taught
you this lesson Of horrorsf Heavens door il
wide open, and you step out of your sick room
into those portals. Not as long as minute
will elapse between your departure and your
arrival there-not half SO long as the twinkling
of an eye, not the millionth part of an instant.
There is no stumbling into darkness. There is
no plunging down into mysterious depths. The
door is open. This instant you are here, the
next you are there When a vessel struck the
rocks of the French coast, while the crew were
clambering up the beach, a cage of birds in the
ships cabin awakened, began TO sing most
they were singing yet. Even so in the last
hour of our dissolution. when driven on the
coast of the other world. may our disembarka-
tiou from this rough, tossing life be amid the
eternal singing of a Thousand promises of de-
liverance and victoryi
For all repenting and believing souls the
door OF heaven is now wide open, the door of
mercy, the door of comfort. for the poorest as
well as the wealthiest, for the outlaw as well as
for the moralist for Chinese coolie as well as
his Emperor, for the Russian boor as well as the
Gar, for the Turk as well as the Sultan.
ali de.per than all depshs srheP
than all heights, and broader than all breadths
is the salvation of Jesus Christ which press
upon your consideration. Come all ye travellers
Of the desert under these palm trees Oh, if 1
could gather before you that tremendous
future upon which you are invited to enter
dominions and principalities, day without
night, martyrs under the throne and
the four and twenty elders falling be-
fore 1t. stretching of in great distances
the hundred and forty and forty four thousand,
and thousands of thousands, host beside host,
rank beyond rank In infinite distance, nations
Of the saved beyond nations of the saved, until
angelic visions cease to catch anything more
than the faint outline of whole empires yet out
stretching beyond the capacity of any vision
save the eye of God Almighty. Then, after
had finished the sketch, / would like to ask you
If that place is not grand enough, and high
enough, and IL anything could be added, any
purity TO the whiteness Of the robes. any power
to the acclaiming thunders Of its worship.
And all that may be yours.