The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1890-07-24
MEETING in HEAVEN.
WE SHALL RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER
IN THE OTHER WORLD.

the Reorganization of Friends and Eela-
tivek in IIcnv"n.
Dr. Tal.rAgc preached to an enor-
nous outdoor gathering at Wa a,
Mimi, Oh Sunday. His subject was,
"Mecting Our Friends in Heaven"
The eminent Clergyman took for his
text Samuel, xii, %: 81 shall go to
him." His sermon was as follows:
There is u very sick child in the
abode Of David, the king. Disease,
which stalks up the dark lane of the
poor and puts it's smothering hand on
the lip and nostril of the wan and
wasted, also mounts the palace stairs
and. bSSding over the pillow, blows
into thSese Of a young prince the
frosts of ps,in and death. Tears are
wine to the king of tcrrors. Alas!
for David 8le king. He can neither
slcopmor eat. and lies PROSTATE on
his face, weeping and wailing until
the palace rings with the outcry of
woe.
What are courtly attendants, OF
victorious armies, or conquered
provinces, under such circumstances?
What to any parent are spleItlid sur
roune)l'infgs when his childSSEs sick!
seen days have passed on. HIhen III
th't great house two oyc7l1s are
Eenth gen + e!9S6sf s6f and hSnas dst toded st;
The scrvant H |thc tidings
to tho king, BSseta DO . + make up
ter, and David 6ea1' '1st' & tu and 'i he
child dcad?" YES @cr Fis dead.S
David rouscs himself up, washes him
self, puts Oh new apparel, and sits
down to food. What power hushed
that tempest? What strength was it
that lifted up that king whom grief
had dcthroned? Oh, it was the
thought that he would come again
into the possession of that darling
child: No grave digger's spade could
hide him. The wintry blasts of death
could not put out the bright light.
There would be n forge somewhere
that with silver hammer would weld
the broken links. In city where
the loofs Of the pale horse never
strike the pavement he would clasp
his lost treasure. He wipes away the
tears from his eyes, and clears the
choking grief from his throat, and
cXclaims, Il shall go to him."
Was David right or wrong? If we
part Oh earth will we meet again in
tile next world? "Well,' says some
one, chat seems to be an impossible
ty. Heaven is SO large place, we
never could find our kindred there
Going into some city, without having
appointed time and place for meet
ing, you might wander around for
weeks and for months, and perhaps
for years, and never seet each other,
and heaven is vaster than all earthly
cities together, and how are you go
ing TO find your departed friend in
that country? 1t is so vast realm.
John went up on one mountain of
inspiration, and he looked off upon
the multitude, and he said, "Thou-
sands of thousands" Then he came
upon Il greater altitude of inspiration
and looked Off upon it again, and he
said, 'Tcn thousand times ten thou
sand" And Tlen he came on q high
CT mount of inspiration, and looked
of again, and he said, "a hundred
and forty and four thousand and
thousands of toousand." And he
came on still greater height of in
spiration, and he looked off again, and
exclaimed, ga great multitude that
no man can number" Now, I ask,
how arc you going to find your friends
in such throng as that! Is not this
idea we have been entertaining, after
all, falsity? Is this noctrine of fu-
turc reorganization Of friends in heav-
en guess, q myth, a whim, or is it
% granitic foundation upon which the
soul pierced of all ages may build q
glorious hope? Intense question!
Every heart in this audience throbs
right into it. There is in every soul
here the tomb Of at least one dead.
Tremendous question! It makes
the lip quiver, and the cheek flush,
and the entire nature thrill Shall
we know each other there? L get
ltuIolS allllOSG every IlOnUn ASKING me
to discuss this subject. Iget letter
in bold, scholarly hand, on gilt-edge
paper, asking me to discuss this ques-
ton, and say, "Ah! that is :. a.curious
man, and he wants curious question
solved" But [ get another letter.
1t is written with q trembling hand,
and on what seems to be torn-o out
leaf Of book, and here and there is
the mark of O. tear; and [ say, "Oh,
that is broken heart and it wants to
be comforted"
The object of this sermon is to
take this theory out of the region of
surmise and speculation into the
region'6f positive certainty People
say: sit would be very pleasant il
that doctrine were true. [ hone if
may be true. Perhaps it is true !
wish il were true" But I believe
that [ can bring an accumulation OF
argument to bear upon this matte,
which will prove.thc doctrine of future
recognition as plainly as that there is
any heaven at oil, and that the kiss OF