Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-02-27

can as easily die as close my eyes or
turn my head in sleep. Before a few
hours have passed l shall stand on
Mount Zion with the one hundred and
forty and four thousand and with the
just men made perfect, and we shall
ascribe riches, and honor, and glory,
and majesty, and dominion unto God
and the Lamb" DR.. Taylor, condemned
to burn at the stake, on his way thither
broke away from the guardsmen and
went bounding and leaping and jumping
toward the fire, glad to go TO Jesus and
to die for Him.
Sir Charles Hare, in his last moment,
had such rapturous vision that he cried:
Upward, upward, upward" And so
great was the peace of one of Christ's
disciples that he put his fingers upon
the pulse in his wrist and counted it and
observed it; and so great was his placid
4 ity that after awhile he said:
"Stopped?" and his life had ended here
to begin in Heaven. But grander than
that was the testimony of the worn out
missionary when, in the Mamartine
dungeon, he cried: 81 am now ready to
be offered and the time of my departure
is at hand; have fought the good fight,
| l have finished my course, have kept
the faith; henceforth there is laid up
for me crown of righteousness, which
the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give
me in that day, and not to me only but
to all them that love His appearingr'
| Do you not see that Christ is above all
| in dying alleviations?
Toward the last hour of our earthly
residence we are speeding. When l see
the sunset l say: Zone day less to live"
! When see the spring blossoms scat
tered 1 say: Another season gone for
ever" When close this Bible on Sab
bath night l say: Another Sabbath
departed" When bury friend 1 say:
Another earthly attraction gone for
ever" What nimble feet the years
have. The roebucks and the lightnings
run not so fast. From decade to decade,
from sky to sky, they go at a bound.
There is place for US, whether marked
or not, where you and 1 will sleep the
last sleep, and the men are now living
who will with solemn tread, carry us to
our resting place. Ay, it is known in
Heaven whether our departure will be
coronation or a Punishment.
Brighter than a banqueting hall
through which the light feet of the
dancers go up and down to the sound of
trumpeters will be the sepulcher through
whose riffs the holy light of Heaven
streameth. God will watch you. He
will send His angels to guard your slum-
bering ground, until, at Christ's behest,
they shall roll away the stone.
So, also, Christ is above all in Heaven.
The Bible distinctly says that Christ is
the chief theme of the celestial ascrip-
ton, all the thrones facing His throne, |
all the palms waved before His face, all |
the crowns down at His feet. Cherubim |
to cherubim, seraphim to seraphim, re-
deemed spirit to redeemed spirit, shall !
recite the Saviour's earthly sacrifice.
Stand on some high hill in Heaven,
and, in the radiant sweep, the most glori-
GUS object will be Jesus. Myriads gaz-
ing on the scars of his suffering, in |
silence first, afterward breaking forth |
into acclamation. The martyrs, all the |
purer for the fire through which they |
passed, will say: This is Jesus, for
whom we died" The apostles, all the !
happier for the shipwreck through which |
they went, will say: This is the Jesus
whom we preached at Corinth, and at
Cappadocia, and at Antioch, and at Jeru-
salem" Little children clad in white |
will say: "This is the Jesus who took
us in his arms and blessed US,
and when the storms of the world |
were too cold and loud brought US
into this beautiful place" The multi
tudes of the bereft will say: "This is
the Jesus who comforted us when our
heart broke" Many who wandered
clear off from God and plunged into vag-
abondism, but saved by grace, will say:
This is the Jesus who pardoned US.
We were lost on the mountains and He
brought US home. We were guilty, and
He has made us white as snow" Mercy
boundleSs, grace unparalleled. And
then, after each one has recited his pc
culiar mercies, recited them as by solo,
all the voices will come together into a
great chorus, which will make the arches
echo and re-echo with the eternal re-
verberation of gladness and peace and
triumph.
Edward l. was so anxious to 60 to the
Holy Land that when he was about to
expire he bequeathed 100000 to have
his heart after his decease, taken to the
Holy Land in Asia Minor, and his re-
quest was complied with. But there
are hundreds to-day whose hearts are
already in the Holy Land of Heaven.
Where your treasures are, there
are your hearts also. Quaint John
Bunyan, of whom L spoke at the
opening of the discourse, caught a
glimpse of that place, and in his quaint
way he said: 'And heard in my dream,
and 10! the bells of the city rang again
for Joy; and as they opened the gates to
let in the men looked in after them,
and 10! the city shone like the sun, and
there were streets of gold, and men
walked on them, harps in their hands,
to ring praises withal; and after that
they shut up the gates, which when
had seen l wished myself among themP'
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