Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1893-11-30

cOHpdFeu WIN tHe linperlShaD bic rec
ords you have made in the illumined
memories of those to whom you did
such kindnesses? Forget them? They
cannot forget them. Notwithstanding
all their might and splendor, there are
some things the gloritied of Heaven
cannot do. and this is one of them.
They cannot forget an earthly kind
ness done. They have no cutlass to part
that cable. They have no strength to
hurl into oblivion that benefaction
Has Paul forgotten the inhabitants of
Malta, who extended the island hospi-
tslity, when he and Others with him had
felt, added to shipwreck, the drench-
ing rain and the sharp cold? Has the
victim of the highwayman on the road
to Jericho forgotten the good Samari-
tan with medicament of oil and wine
and free ride to the hostelry? Have
The English soldiers who went up to
God from the Crimean battlefields for
gotten Florence Nightingale? Through
all eternity, will the Northern and
Southern soldiers forget the Northern
and Southern women who administered
to the dying boys in blue and gray
after the awful fights in Tennessee and
Pennsylvania and Virgins and Geor-
gia, which turned every house and barn
and shed into hospital and incarna-
dined the Susquehanna and the James
and the Chattahoochee and the Savan-
nah with brave blood? The kindness
You do to others will stand as long in
the appreciation of Others as the Gates
of Heaven will stand, as the House of
Many Mansions will stand as long as
the throne of God will stand
Another defeat of Oblivion will be
found in the character of those whom
we rescue, uplift and save. Character
is eternal Suppose by right influ-
ence we aid in transforming a bad
man into good man, a dolorous man
into happy man, disheartened man
into a courageous man, every stroke of
that work done will be immortalized.
There may never be so much as one
line in a newspaper regarding it, or no
mortal tongue may ever whisper it
into human ear, but wherever that
soul shall go, your work upon it shall
go; wherever that soul rises, your work
on it will rise, and so long as that soul
will last, your work on it will last. DO
you suppose there will ever come such
an idiotic lapse in the history of that
soul in heaven that it shall forget that
you invited him to Christ, that you, by
prayer or gospel word, turned him
round from the wrong way to the right
way? No such insanity will ever smite
a heavenly citizen. 1t is not half as
well on earth known that Christopher
Wren planned and built st. Pauls as
it will be known in all Heaven that
you were the instrumentality of build
ing temple for the sky.
We teach a Sabbath class, or put a
Christian tract in the hand of passer-
by, or testify for Christ in a prayer
meeting. or preach a sermon. and go |
home discouraged as though nothing |
had been accomplished. when we had |
been character building with a mater
ial that no frost or earthquake or roll |
ing of the centuries can damage or
bring down. There is no sublimer art
on earth than architecture. With PEN
Gil and rule and compass the architect
sits down alone and in silence. and |
evolves from his own brain a cathedral
or a national capitol or a massive home
before he leaves that table, and then
he goes out and unrolls his plans, and
calls carpenters and masons and arti-
sans of all sorts to execute his design,
and when it is finished he walks around
the vast structure and sees the compile
LIZ tsef,
and on a stone at some corner of the
building the architects name may be
ehiseled. But the storms do their work
and time that takes down everything
will yet take down that structure,
until there shall not be one stone
left upon another. But there is a
soul in Heaven. Through your instru-
mentality it was put there. Under
Gods grace you are the architect of its
eternal happiness. Your name is writ
ten, not on one corner of its nature,
but inwrought into its every fiber and
energy. Will the storms of winter
wash out the story of what you have
wrought upon that spiritual structure9
No. There are no storms in that land,
and there is no winter. Will time wear
out the inscription which shows your
fdelity2 No. Time is past and 1t is
an Everlasting Now. Built into the
of that imperishable struc-
ture. built into its pillars, built into its
capstone, is your name, either the name
you have on earth or the name by
which celestials shall call you. know
the Bible says in one place that God is
a jealous God but that refers to the
work of those who worship some other
god. A true father is not jealous of
bis child. With what glee you show
the picture your child penciled, or a
toy ship your child hewed or recite
the noble deed your child accomplished,
and God never was jealous of Joshua,
never was jealous of Paul never was
Jealous of a Frances Havergal. never
was jealous of man or woman who
tried to heal wounds and wine away