Connecticut western news., 1895-09-12


 and sisters still living, and was home. sick to see them, and they belonged to the high circles of royalty, Daniel him. self having royal blood ill his veins, so we have ill the New Jerusalem a great many kindred, and we are sometimes homesick to see them, and they are all princes and princesses, in them the blood imperial, and we do we'll to keep cur windows open toward their eternal residence.
 It is joy for us to believe that while terested in us Much thought of heaven makes one heavenly. The airs that blow through that open window are charged with life, and sweep up to us aromas from gardens that never wither, under skies that never cloud, ill a spring tide that never terminates. Compared with it all other heavens are dead failures. Homer's heaven was an elysium which he describes as a plain at the end of the earth or beneath, with no snow nor rainfall, and the sun never goes down, and Rhadamanthus, the justest of men, rules. Hesiod's heaven is what he
 
 midst of the ocean, three times year blooming with most exquisite flowers, and the air is tinted with purple, while games and music and horse races occupy the time. The Scandinavian heaven was the hall of Walhalla, where the god Odin gave intending wine suppers to earthly heros and heroines. The Mo hammedan's heaven passes its disciples in over the bridge Al-Sirat, which is finer than hair and sharper than a sword, and then they are let loose into riot of everlasting sensuality. The American aborigines look for ward to a heaven of illimitable hunting ground, partridge and deer and wild duck more than plentiful, and the hounds never off the scent; and the guns never missing fire But the geog- rapher has followed the earth round and found no Homer's elysium. Voya- gers have traversed the deep in all direc- tions and found no Hesiod's islands of the blessed The Mohammedan s celes- tial debauchery and the Indian S eternal hunting ground for vast multitudes have no charm. But here rolls ill the
 
 wide separation. No more night-that is, no insomnia. No more tears-that is, no heartbreak No more pain-that is, dismissal of lancet and bitter draft and miasma and punishment of neural gias and catalepsies and consumptions All colors in the wall except gloomy black. All the music in the major key
 because celebrative and jubilant. River crystalline, gate crystalline and skies crystalline because everything is clear and without doubt. White robes, and that means sinlessness. Vials full of odors, and that means pure regale-
 ment of the senses. Rainbow, and that means the storm is over. Marriage sup per, and that means gladdest festivity. Twelve manner of fruits, and that means luscious and intending variety Harp, trumpet, grand march, anthem, amen and halleluiah iD the same orches- tra Choral meeting solo, and overture meeting aEtiphon, and strophe joining dithyramb, as they roll into the ocean of doxologies. And you and l may have all that, and have it forever through Christ if we will let him with the blood of one wounded hand rub out our sin, and with the other wounded hand swing open the shining portals. Think, Talk, Dream.
 Day and night keep your window open toward that Jerusalem. Sing about it. Pray about it. Think about it. Talk about it. Dream about it. Do not be in consolable about your friends who have 
 gone hto 1t. Do not worry if some thing in yoyr heart indicates that you are not far off from its ecstasies. Do not think that when a Christian dies he stops, for he goes on. An ingenious man has taken the heavenly furlongs as mentioned in Rev | elation and has calculated that there 1 will be in heaven 100 rooms IS feet | square for each ascending soul, though | this world should lose 100000, GOO | yearly. But all the rooms of heaven | will be ours, for they are family rooms,
 and as no room ill your house is too | good for your children, so all the rooms | of all the palaces of the heavenly Jeru- | salem will be free to God s children, and l even tho throneroom will not be de- | nied, and you may run up the steps of | the throne, and put your hand on the | side of the throne, and sit down beside
 the King according to the promise, 'To
 him that overcometh will grant to sit | with me in my throne. !"
 But you cannot go in except as con- | querors. Many years ago the Turks and | Christians were in battle, and the Chris | tians were defeated, and with their | commander Stephen fled toward a fort | ress where the mother of this com
 mander was staying. When she saw her
 son and his army in disgraceful retreat, | she had the gates of the fortress rolled | shut, and then from the top of the bat | clement cried out to her son, You can-
 not enter here except as conqueror. "
 Then Stephen rallied his forces and re-
 sumed the battle and gained the day, | 20,000 driving back 200, ,000 For those
 who are defeated in battle with sin and death and hell nothing but shame and
 contempt, but for those who gain the | victory through our Lord Jesus Christ
 the gates of the new Jerusalem will | hoist, and there shall be an abundant
 entrance into the everlasting kingdom | of our Lord, toward which you do well | to keep your windows open.
 
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