Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1897-01-30

which will Accordingly interest all who
read it. He returns this week to WASH
ington The subject is Heavenly Rec
ignition, aud the text, II Sam Xii, 93,
"I shall so 10 him.
There is II very sick child i'll the abode
of David the king. Disease, which
stalks up the dark lane OF the poor and
puts its smothcring hand OIL lip and
nostril of the WAN and wasted, also
mounts the palace stairs and, bending
over the pillow, blows into the face of IL
young prince the frnsts Of pain and
death. Tears are wine to the king of
tcrrors. Alas, for David the king lie
can neither sleep nor eat and lies pres
trate on his face, weeping and waiting
until the palace rings with the cutlery
Of woe.
Shall Go to Him.
What are courtly attendants or vic
torious armies or conquered provinces
under such circumstances? What to any
parent is al splendid surrounding when
his child is sick? Seven days have passed
Gu. There, in that great house, two eye
lids are gently closed, two little hands
folded two little feet quiet, one heart
still. The servants come to bear the It'd
ings to the king, but they cannot make
up their minds to tell him, and they
stand at the door whispering about the
matter, and David hears them, and he
looks up and says TO them, is The child
dca;l?" Eyes, he is dead y
David rouses himselfup, washes him.
self, puts Oil new apparel and sits down
to food. What power mashed that tenn
pest? What strength was it that lifted
up that king whom grief had dethroned?
Oh, it was the thought that he would
come again into the possession of that
darling child! No gravcdiggcr's spade
could hide him. The winlry blasts of
death could lot put ont the bright light.
There would be Il forge somewhere that
with silver hammer would weld the
broken links. lii Il city where the hoofs
of the pale horse never strike the pave
ment lie wonid clasp his lost treasure.
He wipes away the tears from his eyes,
and he clears the choking grief from his
throat and cxclaims, Il Shall go to him.
Was David right or wrong: live part
Oh earth will We meet again III the next
world? We'll. says some one, that
seems to be an inlpossibility. Heaven is
so large Il place we never could find our
kindred there Going into some city
without having appointed a time and
place for meeting You might wander
around for weeks and for months, and
perhaps for years. and never see each
other, and heaven is vaster than all
earthly cities together. And how are you
going to find your departed friend in
that country: 1t is SO vast realm.
John went up on one mountain OF i'll
SEPARATION, and he looked off upon the
multitude, and he said, Thousands of
thousands " Then he came. upon 4
greater altitude Of inspiration and looked
eff upon it again, and he said, "Tcn
thousand times ten thousand . And
then he came on IL higher mount of in
SEPARATION and looked off again and he
said, "a hundred and forty and four
thousand and thousands of thousands. y
And he came ON still greater height
Of inspiration, and lie looked off again
and exclaimed, "a great multitude that
no man can number. "
Now, ask, how are you going to find
your friends in such throuS us that?
Is not this idea we have been entertain
ing after all falsity? Is this doctrine
of future recognition of friends in heav-
en- a guess, a myth, whim, or is it 4
granite foundation upon which the soul
pierced of all ages may build Il glorious
hope: Intense question! Every heart in
this audience throbs right into it. There
is in every soul here the tomb of at least
one dead tremendous question! 1t
makes the lip culver, and the cheek
flush, and the entire nature thrill. Shall
we know each Other there? get letters
almost every month asking me to dis
cuss this subject. I get letter i'll q
bold, scholarly hand, Oh gilt edged pa
per, asking me to discuss this question,
and say, "Ah, that is Il curious man,
and he wants curious question solved. -
But I get another letter. 1t is written
with a trembling hand and on what
seems to be Il torn out leaf Of book,
and there and here is the mark of q tear,
and 1 say, "Oh, that is a broken heart,
and it wants to be conlfortcd.
From Theory to Certainty.
The object of this sermon is to take
this theory out of the region of surmise
and speculation into the region of posi-
tive certainty. People say: 1t would be
very pleasant if that doctrine were true.
hope it may be true. Perhaps it is true.
I wish it were true - But I believe that
can bring an accumulation of argu-
ment to bear upon this matter which
will prove the doctrine of future recoS-
milton as plainly as that there is any
heaven at all, and that the kiss of re-
union at the celestial gate will be as
certain rs the dying kiss at the door Of
the sepulcher
Now, when you are going to build q
ship you must get the light kind of tim
Der. You lay the keel and make the
framework of the very best materials
the keelson, stanchions, plank shear,
counter timber, knees, transoms-a1
iron or solid oak. You may build q ship
of lighter material, but when the cy-
clone comes on it will go down. Now,
we may have great many beautiful
theories about the future world built
out Of our own fancy, and they may do
very we'll as long as we have smooth
sailing in the world But when the
storms Of sorrow come upon rs, and the
hurricane Of death, we will be swamped,
we will be foundered We want the
or,r lnilt o1t Of Gods eternal word The