The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1890-02-26

and there was holy Sabbath there; and
stretched in straight line or hung in loops
or festoons, there was a scarlet line
in the window. Oh, the tender, .prec-
ious, blessed memory Of a Christian
home! Is that the impression you
are making upon your children? When you
are dead-and it will not be long before you
are-when you are dead, will your child say:
''If there ever was good Christian father.
mine was one. If there ever was a good
Christian mother mine was one?
Still further, we want this scarlet line OF
the text drawn across the window OF our
prospects To-day, my friends, We sit in the
window Of earthly prospects, and we LOOK on
toward tho hills of heaven and the landscape
Of eternal beauty. God has opened the win
dow for us and we look out. We now only
get a dim outline of the inhabitants. We now
only here and there catch note or the eA-
quisite harmony.
But blessed be God for this scarlet line IN
the window. That tells me that the blood OF
Christ bought that home for my SOUL ana II !
shall 90 there when my work is done. AND
as put my hand on that scarlet line, every
thing in the future hrightens.
If from this window Of earthly prospects
we can almost see our loved ones VINO weng
away, then from their towers of light, 1
think they can fully see us. And so wave
them the glory, and wave them the Joy;
and say: "Have you got through with all
your troubles" and their voices answer:
eyes" l say: SIS it as grand up there as
YOU thoughtit would be% and the voices an
swer: "Eye hath not seen nor ear heard,
neither hath it entered into the heart OF
man. the things which God hath prepared
Tor those that love Him." I say: "Do
you have any more struggle for
bread?' and they answer: 1--WE hunger no
more, We thirst no more" And I say:
''Have you been out to the cemetery
''There is no death here" And look out
through the heavens and I say "Where do
you get your light from nights, and what do
you burn in the temple?' and they answer:
'rrhere is no night here, and we have no
need of candle OF of STAR" And Isay: "What
book do you sing out ofr and they
answer: "Fhe Hallelujah Chorus" And I
say: I'm the splendor and magnifcence Of
the city, don't you ever get lost" and they
answer 'The Lamb which is in the midst
of the throne leadeth us to living fountains Of
water"
o how near they seem. Their wings-do
you not feel them? Their harps-do you not
hear them? And all that through the win
dow Of our earthly prospects, across which
stretcheth the scarlet line. Be that my choice
color forever. Is it too glaring for your
Do YOU like the blue because it reminds you
of the sky, or the green because it makes you
think Of the foliage, or the black because IL
has in it the shadow of the night I take the
scarlet because it shall make me think of the
price that was paid for my soul. 0 the
blood! the blood! the blood of the Lamb Of
God that taketh away the sin of the world, 1
see where you are. You are at the crossroads.
The enext step decides everything. Pause before
you take it; but do not pause too long. l
hear the blast of the trumpet that wakes the
dead. Look out! Look out For in that
day. and in our closing moment on earth,
better than any other defence or 0arrlcade
be the little, thin, scarlet thread in the win
dow