Milford chronicle., 1892-03-25
TTFd I'D, DEL, FRIDAY, MARCH 25, 1892.

eJernal heaven. N&
THE ROLLING WORLDS ON M
Oh, what mercy it is that in the
and all up and down the Bible God indue
us to look out toward other worldsl Bible
astronomy in Genesis, in Joshua, in Job, in
the Psalms, in the prophets, major and
minor, in ST. Johns Apocalypse, practical
| ly saying: Worlds! worldsl worlds Get
ready for themw We have nice little
world here that we stick to, as though los
| ing that we lose all. We are afraid Of fall
| ing off this little raft of a world We are
afraid that some meteoric iconoclast will
some night smash it, and we want every
thing to revolve around it, and are disap-
pointed when we find that it revolyes
around the sun instead Of the sun revolv-
ing around it. What fuss we make about
this little bit of a world, its existence only
u short time between two spasms, the par
Oxysm by which it was hurled from chaos
into order, and the paroxysm of its demo
lition.
And am glad that so many texts call
us to look off to other worlds many of
them larger and grander and more re-
splendent Look there" says Job, ''at
Nazareth and Arcturus and his sonsr'
'LoOk there, says st. John, "at the moon
Joshua, Eat the sun standing still above
Gibeonr' Look there" says Moses, ''at
the sparkling firmamentm "Lyok there"
says Amos, the herdsman, "at the Seven
Stars and OriOnl" Don't let US be so sad
about those who shove Off from this world
under Chrstly pilotage. Don't let us be
so agitated about our own going off this
little barge or sloop or. canal boat of a
world to get on sOme9 reat Eastern Of
the heavens. Don't lett, persist in wants
ing to stay in this barn, this shed, this out
house Of a world when all the king palaces
already occupied by many of our best
friends are swinging wide open their gates
10 lot us in.
When | read, 'In my Fathers house are
many mansions" / do not know but that
each world is a room, and rs many rooms
as there are worlds stellar stairs, stellar
galleries stellar Railways, stellar windows,
stellar domes, How our departed friends
must pity us shut up in these cramped
apartments, tired if we walk fifteen miles,
when they some morning, by one stroke of
wing, can make circuit Of the whole stellar
system and be back in time for mathis!
Perhaps yonder twinkling constellation is
the residence of the martyrs; that group
of twelve luminaries is the celestial home
pf the apostles, Perhaps that steep Of
light is the dwelling place Of angels cheru-
bic, seraphic, archangelic, A mansion
with as many roOms as worlds and all
their windows Illuminated for festivity.
THE STIMULUS TO CHRISTIAN THOUGHT.
Oh, how this widens and lifts and stim-
ulates our expectations How little it
makes the present and how stupendous it
makes the future! H0W it, consoles lis
about our piuus dead, Whn instead of be-
ing bQged up and under the ground, have
me range Of as many rooms as there are
worlds, and welcome everywhere, for it is
the Fathers house, in which there are
many mansionsl Oh, Lord God of the
Seven Stars and Orion, how can I endure
the transport, the ecstasy of such a vision
must obey my text nnd seek him. / will
seek him ! seek him now, for / call to
mind that it is not the material universe
that is most valuable, but the spiritual, /,
and that each of us has a soul worth more
than all the worlds which the inspired I
herdsman saw from his booth on the hills |
of Tekoa.
had studied it before, but the Cathe- /
dral of Cologne, Germany, never inn |
pressed me as it did the last time saw it. |
1t is admittedly the graudest gothic struc- |
ture in the world, It's foundation laid in |
il48, only eight or nine years ago com
pleted. More than six hundred years in
building. All Europe taxed for its con
structiOn. Its chapel of the Magi with
precious stones enough to purchase a king
dom. Its chapel of st. Agnes with master
pieces of painting. It's spire springing five
hundred and eleven feet into the heavens.
It's stained glass the chorus of all rich
3olors. Statues encircling the pillars and
all Statues above statues, until
sculpture can do no more, but faints and
'alls back against carved stalls and down
N pavements over which the kings and
iueens Ot the earth have walked to con-
'ession. Nave and aisles and transept and
portals combining the splcndors Of sunrise.
interfoliatld, iEtercOlumned
grandeur. As stood outside looking at
he double range of flying butti e7sss and
he forest of pinnacles, HE her and higher
md higher Gntil almost reeled from diz-
.iness. l exclaimed: Great doxolOgy in
tone! Frozen prayer of many nationsp'
But while standing there ! saw a poor
nan enter and put down his pack and
.neel beside his burden on the hard floor
f that cathedral And tears of deep
motion came into my eyes as ! said to my
elf: "There is a soul worth more than all
he material surroundings. That man win
i've after the last pinnacle has fallen, and
ot one stone Of all that cathedral glory
hall remain uncrumbled. He is now 4
.azarus in rags and poverty and weari-
ess, but immortal and a son Of the Lord
iod Almighty, and the prayer he now
Gers, though amid many superstitions
elieye God will hear, and among the
postles whose scnlptured forms stand in
he surrounding inches be will ut lust lie
fled, and into the presence Of that Chriet
hose sufferings are represented by the
rucihx before which he bows, and be
aised In due time out Of all his povert.es
ITO the glorious home built for him aud
uilt for us by him who meketh the
even Stars and Orion.'"