Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-02-01

heaven by st. John is more impressive when
We take only so minutes of it at a time.
| Now. we have something that we can come
nearer to grasping, and it is a quiet hea ven.
when We discourse about the multitudes OF
heaven, 1t must be almost nervous shock
to those who have all their lives been
crowded by many people, and who want
| quiet heaven.
A Heaven of Repose Wanted.
For the last 35 years have been much of
the time in crowds and under public scrutiny
ana amid excitements, and have sometimes
thought for a few weeksafter reach heaven
would like to go down in some quiet part
OF the realm, with few friends, and for
little while try comparative solitude Then,
there are those whose hearing is so delicate
tnat they get no satisfaction when you oe-
scribe the crash of the eternal orchestra, and
tney feel like saying, as good woman IN
Hudson, n. Y, said after hearing me speak
of the mighty chorus of heaven: ''That
must be great heaven, but what Will
become of my poor head?'
You will find the inha bitants all at home.
Enter the Kings Palace and take only a
glimpse, for we have only 30 minutes for all
heaven. "Is that Jesus?" 'Yes." just under
the hair along His forehead is the mark OF Il
wound made by q bunch of twisted bram-
bles, and His foot on the throne has on the
round of His instep another wound made Dy
a spike, and scar on the palm of the right
hand, and a scar on the palm of His left
hand. But, what colntenancei What
smile! What q grandeur! What loveliness!
What an overwhelming look of kindness
and grace! Why, He looks as if He had re-
deemed q worldi
But, come on, for our time is short. Do
you see that row of palaces? That is the
Apostolic Row. Do you see that long reach
of architectural giories? That is Martyr
Row.
The Crowning Piece of Architecture.
Do you see that immense structure? That
ic fhoh i,,b hat io thp
house of many mansions" Do you see that
wall? Shade your eyes against its burning
splendor, for that is the wall of heaven,
jasper at the bottom and amethyst at the
top.
See this river rolling through the heart of
the great metropolis? That is the river con-
cerning which those who once lived on the
banks or the Hudson. or the Alabama, or
the Rhine, or the Shannon, say: I'VE never
saw the like of this for clarity and sheen"
That is the chief river of heaven-so bright,
SO wide, so deep.
But you ask: "Where are the asylums for
the old?' answer "The inhabitants are all
Young" Where are the hospitals for the
lame?" 'They are all agile" "Where are
the infirmaries for the blind and deaf?"
"They all see and hear" Where are the
for the poor?" They are all
ate asylums?" "why. there are no saloons"
never die"
Pass down those boulevards of gold and
amber and sapphire and see those intermina-
BILE streets built by the Architect of the |
universe into homes, over the threshold of |
which sorrow never steps, and out of whose |
windows, faces, once pale with earthly sick |
ness now look rubicund with immortal |
health. "Oh, let me go in and see them?" |
you say. No, you cannot go in. There are |
those there who would never consent to let |
you come outagain.
Your First Half Hour at Home.
But how will you spend the first half hour
Of your heavenly citizenship after you have |
gone in to stay? After your prostitution be-
fore the throne in worship of Him W no made
it possible for you to get there at all, think
the rest of your first half hour in heaven
will be passed in receiving your reward if
you have been faithful.
In your first half hour in heaven in some |
way you will be honored for the earthly
in which you won the day. Stand
up before all the Royal House of heaven
and receive the insignia while you
are announced as Victor over the
thoughts and treshets of the farm
1eld, Victor over the temptations
Of the Stock Exchange, Victor over
allurements, Victor over do
nestle infelicities, Victor over mecnanics
shop. Victor over the storehouse, Victor
over home worriments, Victor over physical
ilstresses, Victor over hereditary depres-
lions, Victor over sin and death and hell
Take the badge that celebrates those vic
ories through our Lord Jesus Christ. Take
t in the presence OF all the galleries, sanity,
.ngelic and divine! While ali heaven chants:
These are they who came out of great
and had their robes washed and
made white in the blood of the Lamb"
Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer though they die;
They see the triumph from afar
And seize 1t with their eye.