St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1897-02-27

Hsllelujah! Inever expected to see this
lost one come back" The Bible says
nations are 70 Be burn in day. When
China comes to God will it not know
DR.. Abeel? When India comes will It
not know DR.. John Scudder? When the
Indians como to God will they not know
David Brainerd1
Isee . soul entering Heaven 1t last
with covered fsco 1t the idea that t.
has done so little for Christ, and feel.
ing borne down with unworthiness,
and it says TO itself: Il have NO rightto
be here" A voice from throne sayss
''Oh, you forgot that Sunday-school
class you invited to Christi WAS one
Of them" And another voice sayss
lyon forget that poor old man to
whom you gave . loaf Of bread. and
told Of the Heavenly bread was
that man." And another says: "You
forget that sick one to whom you gave
medicine for the body and the soul. I
was that one" And then Christ, from
: throne overtopping al the rest, will
say: ''Inasmuch - ye did It TO one Of
the least Of these. you did 1t to Me-"
And then the ssraphs will take their
harps from the side Of the throne, and
cry: "What song shall 1t be9" Aud
Christ, bending over the harpers, shall
say: ut shal be the Harvest Homer"
Heaven 10 not stately, formal place,
ss Isometimes hear It described. . very
frigidity Of splendor. whose people
stand on cold formalities and 20 around
with heavy crowns Of gold ON their
heads. No. that Il not my idea Of
Heaven. Ny idea Of Heaven Il more
like this: You are seated In the even.
inR-tide by the fireplace; yonr whole
family there, or nearly al Of
them there. While you are seated
talking and enjoying the evening
hour. there 10 . knock 1t the
door and the door opens, and there
comes IN q brother that has been long
absent. He has been absent, for years
you have not seen him. and NO sooner
do you make up your mind that it 10
certainly he than you leap mp. and the
question IL who shall give him the drst
embrace. That Is my idea Of Heaven-s
great home circle where they are watt
ing for us. oh, will you not know your
mothers voice there? She who always
called vou by your frst name long
after others had given you the formal
'Misterf" You were never anything
but James, or John, or 0eorgs. or
Thomas, or Mary, or Florence, 70
her. Will you mot know your
childs voice? She Of the bright
eye and the ruddy cheek, and the
quiet step, who came in from play
and flung herself into your lap.
very shower Of mirth and beauty?
Why. the picture Is craven on your
soul It can not wear out II that
little ono should stand on the other
side Of some heavenly hill and call to
you, you would hear her voice above
the burst Of Heavens grsat t orchestra.
Know it! You could not help but
know it.
Now bring you this glorious con-
ISOLATION Of future recognition. II you
could get thia theory into your heart
1t would lift great many shadows
that are stretching across It. When ]
WAS . lad used to 20 out to the rail-
road track and put my ear down ON
the track, and could hear the express
train rumbling miles away, and COM
ing on; and to-day, my friends, il We
only had faith enough We could put
our ear down TO the grave Of our dead,
and listen and hear in the distance the
on Of tho chsriots Of resur-
rection victory.
o Heavenl sweet Heavenl You 40
not spell Heaven - you used to spell
It, Heaven, Heaven HUT now whom
you want to spell that word you place
side by side the faces Of the loved ones
who are gone. and in that irradiation
of light and love, and beauty and Joy,
you spell II out ~ never before, in
songs and ballelajahs Oh. 70, whose
hearts are down under The sod 0f the
cemetery. cheer mp 1t the thought Of
this reunion. Oh, how much you will
have to tell them when once you meet
them.
Oh, how they bound in, these spirits
before the thronel Some shout with
xladnesA Some break forth into I'M
weeping for Joy. Some
stand speschless In their shock Of de-
light. They sing. They culver with
gladness. They gase on the
temples, on tho palaces, on tho
waters, on each other. They weave
their Joy into garlsnds, they
spring It into triumphal arches, they
strike on timbrels. and then |
all the loved ones gather in great
circle around the throne Of God-far
theirs, mothers. brothers, sisters. sons
and dau9 9hters, lovers and friends, hand
to hand around about the throne-the
circle. hand to hand. Joy to joy. jubi. |
lee to jubilee, victory 70 victory, ''un.
til the day break and the shadows 1eo
away. Turn, my beloved, and be like
= roe or . young hart upon the
Of Bethsr.
oh, how different Il Il on earth from
the way it II In Heaven when Chris |
tian dies! We cay: '.Close his cyes."
In Heaven they say: Give him .
palm" On earth we say: "Let him
down in the grounds In Heavs9
they cay: Hoist him ON 4
throne" On earth Il Is: Fare
we'll, farewell" In Heaven It u: |
..Welcome, welcome" And % sse
} Christian soul coming down 70 the
river Of death, and he steps into the |
river, and the water eomss mp 70 the |
ankle. He says: Lord Jesus. - this
aeath9'' mo" says Christ. ''this =
not DEATH" And he wsdss still |
deeper down into the waters untl The
hood comes 70 the kDes. and he says:
"L.ord Jesus, tell ~. tell NJ. - this
desthf' AID Christ says: ""No. 10