Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-08-09


apothecary. All the leaves of this Bibl'
are only SO many prescriptions from thu
Divine Physician. written, not In Latin
like the prescriptions OF earthly physicians
but written In plain English, 80 that I
imam, though fool, need not err therein.
Thank God that the Saviour's garments
smell OF cassiai
Suppose a man were sick, and there wa.
a phial on his mantelpiece with medicine
he knew would cure him, and he refused
to take 1t, what would you say OF him
He Ii suicide. And what do you say o
that man who. sick In sin, has the healing
medicine Of Gods grace offered him and
refuses to take itp II he dies, he Is a sui
eide. People talk as though God took g
man and led him out to darkness and
death, as though He brought him up to the
cliffs and then pushed him OF. Oh, no
When a man is lost, 1t is not because God
pushes him of; 1t Is because he jumps Off
In clden times a suicide was buried at the
crossroads, and the people were accus.
toned to throw stones upon his grave
SO 1t seems to me there may he at this time
man who is destroying MS soui, ana as
though the angels OF God were here to
bury him at the point where the roads OF
life and death cross each other, throwing
upon the grave the broken law and a great
pile of mi-improved privileges, so that
those going by may look at the fearful
mound and learn what a suicide it is when
an immortal soul, for which Jesus died,
put itself out OF the way.
According to my text, He comes ''out oil
the ivory palaces" You know, or il you
do not know will tell you now, tint some
Of the palaces Of oil len time were adorned
with ivory. Ahab and Solomon had their
homes furnished with 1t. The iusks OF
African and Asiatic elephants were twisted
into all manner Of shapes, and there were
stairs of ivory, and chairs of ivory, and
IL
pillars Of ivory. and windows OF ivory, and
fountains that dropped into basins of
Ivory, and rooms that had ceilings OF
ivory. oh, white and overmasterIng beau
ty! Green tree branches sweeping the
white curbs. Tapestry trailing the snowy
floors. Brackets of light flashing on the
lustrous surroundings. Silvery music rip
mere thought OF ii almost stuns my brain q,
and you say: "Oh, if l could only have
walked over such floors! If / could have
thrown myself in such chair! If
could have heard the drip and dash OF those
tountainsl" You shall have something bet
ter than that II you only let CIrist intro
duce you. From that place He came, and
20 that place He proposes to transport you.
Tor His garments smell of myrrh and aloes
and cassia out OF the ivory palaces" What
place heaven must be! The Tuileries of
the French, the Windsor Castle of the Eng
tlsu, tut SDdulSH AludlnUTa, tuc ltuc5ibu
Rremlin, are mere dungeons compared with
It'll Not so many castles ON either side the
Rhine as on both sides OF the river of God
the ivory palaces! One for the angels,
lnsufferably bright, winged, fire eyed, TEN
pest charioted; one for the martyrs, with
blood red robes from under the altar; one
for the King, the steps OF His palace the
singers, who lead the IA 900; one for you,
ransomed from sin; one for me, plucked
from the burning. Oh, the ivory palaces!
To-day 1t seems to me as IL the windows
OF those palaces were illumined for some
great victory, and look and see, climbing
ivory, some whom we knew and loved on
earth. Yes, know them. There are
father and mother, not eighty-two years
and seventy-nine years, as when they left
rs, but blithe and Young as when on their
marriage day. And there are brothers and
rQmp across the meadows together. The
oh gone. Tho cancer cprd. The
,elSs tasle-s Tss-s',~--7-i tGuii1..4
=, how fai.. gre -. .,ofy pa,accs!
knd your dear little children that went
out from you-Christ dill not let one of
them drop as He lifted them. He did
not wrench one OF them from you. No
they went as from one they loved we'll
to one whom they loved better. II
should take your little child and press its
soft face against my rough cheek, l might
keep 1t a little while, but when you. the
mother, came along, it would struggle to
go with you. And so YOU stood holding
the room, and the little one sprang out to
greet Him. That is all. Your Christian
dead did not go down into the dust and
the gravel and the mud. Though it
rained all that funeral day, and the water
came up to the wheels hub as yol drove
tr,f afar nd No Tara ,...a
to them, for they stepped from the home
here to the home there, right into the
ivory palaces. All Is well with them. All
is we'll.
1t is not a dead weight that you lift when
you carry a Christian out. Jesus makes
the bed up soft with velvet promises, and
He says: "Put her down here very gently.
Put that head which will never ache again
on this pillow of hallelujahs. Send up
word that the procession is coming. Ring
the bells. RingI Open your gates, ye
ivory palacesl'' And so your loved ones
are there. They are just as certainly there,
having died in Christ. as that you are here.
There is only one thing more they want.
Indeed there is one thing in heaven they
have not got. They want it. What is it?
Your company. But, oh, my brother, un-
less you change your tack you cannot
the Southern Pacific Railroad, expecting in
that direction to reach Toronto, AS to go
on in the way some of you are going, and
yet expect to reach the ivory palaces.
Your loved ones are looking out of the
windows of heaven now, and yet you seem
to turn your back upon them.
When 1 think of that place and think OF
my entering it, feel awkward. l feel as
sometimes when l have been exposed to
the weather, and my.shoes have been be-
mired, and my coat is soiled, and my hair
is disheveled, and stop in front Of some
fine residence where have an errand.
feel not fit to go in as 1 am and sit among
heaven. We need to be washed; we need
to be rehabilitated before we go into the
ivory places. Eternal God, let the surges
of Thy pardoning mercy roll over US. L
want not only to wash my hands and my
feet; but, like some skilled diver, standing
on the pier head, who leaps into the wave
and comes up at IA far distant point from
where he went in, so l want to go down.
and so want to come up. o Jesus, wash
me.in the waves of Thy salvation!
And here 1 ask you to solve my-tery
chat has been depressing me for thirty
years. 1 have been asking it of doctors Of
divinity who have been studying theology
half a century, and they have given me
no satisfactory answer. l have turned
over all the books in my library, but got
no solution to the question, and today 1
come and ask you for an explanation. By
the ivory palaces of heaven for the cruci-
flxion agonies of earth? 1 shal, take the
first thousand million years in heaven
to study out that problem; mean
while and now taking it rs
the tenderest, miShtiest of all facts that
Christ did come, that He came with spikes
in His feet, came with thorns in His brow,
came with spears In His heart, to save you
and to save me. "God SO loved the W rid
that He gave His only begotton Son, that
whosoever relieveth in Him should not
perish, but have everlasting life o,
Christ, whelm all our souls with Thy CON-
passionl Now them down like summer
grain with the harvesting sickle of Thy
gracel Ride through to-day the conqueror,
Thy garments smelling "of myrrh and aloes
and cassia out OF the ivory palacesr'
Hundreds of the best artisans o
Finland have already left their father
land for Sweden and Norway, and hun
dreds more will set sail for Canada an
the limited StateS durinu fhe cItrpypa