Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-09-05

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shattered mirrors. and the ocean under
her glance comes up with great tides.
painting upon the beach, mingIing. as it
| were. foam and fire. The Door man
blesses God for throwing such a cheap
light THROUGH the broken window pane
| into his cabin. and to the sick it seems
light from the other shore which bounds
this great deep of human main and woe.
| IF the sun seem like a song fuD and Doured
| from brazen instruments that fill heaven
and earth with treat harmonies. the moon
is plaintive and mild. standing beneath
| the throne of God. sending up her soft.
| sweet voice of praise. while the stars listen
and the sea. No mother ever more sweet
| " guarded the sick cradle than all night long
this pale watcher of the sky bends over the
weary. heartsick, slumberine earth. Whose
is th;- black framed. black tasseled pic.
tr- the nirhtg It is the heirloom If
oui family. Ours the grandeur of the
spring. the CRYSTALS of the snow, the COAL
of the beach. the odors of the garden. the
harmonies of the air.
You cannot see a large estate in one
morning You must take several walks
around it. The family property Of this
royal house of Jesus is so great that we
must take several walks to get anv idea
| of its extent. Let the first walk he
around this earth. All these vallevs the
harvests that wave in them. and tho cat
| tie that pasture them-al these nourt-
aims. and the precious things hidden he
meath them. and the crown of glacier they
cast at the feet of the alpine hurricane
all these lakes. these islands. these conti-
nents. are ours. In the second walk re
among the street lamps of heaven. a7d
! see stretching off on every side a wilder
| ness of worlds. For us they shine. For
us they sang at a Saviour's nativity. For
their flaming torches add to the snlendor
of our triumph on the day for which oil
other days were made. In the third walk.
go around the eternal city. As we come
near it, bark to the rush of its chariots
and the wedding peal of its great towers.
| The bell of heaven has struck ~. II is
high noon. We look off upon the chap
let's which never fade. the ewes that never
weep, the temples that never. close. the
loved ones that never part, the procession
that never halts, the trees that never
! wither, the walls that never can be cap
tured. the sun that never sets. until we
can no longer gaze, and we hide our eyes
| and exclaim: Eye hath not seen. nor ear
| heard, neither have entered into the heart
, of man. the things which God hath nre-
pared for them that love HIM" As these
tides of glory rise we have to retreat and
hold fast lest we be swept off and drowned
in the emotions of gladness and thanksgiv-
ing and triumph.
| Almost every family looks back to a
homestead - some country place where
|
You heard the footsteps of the rain on
the garret roof. You swung on the gate.
| You ransacked the barn. You waded into
the brook. You thrashed the orchard for
apples. and the neighboring woods for
nuts, and everything around the old
homestead is of interest to you. tell You
! of the old homestead OF eternity. "In
NV Fathers house are many mansions"
When we talk of mansions we think of
Chatsworth and its park, nine miles in
circumference, and its conservatory that
astonishes the world; its galleries of art,
that contain the triumphs of Chanlrey,
Canova and Thorwaldsen: of the kings
| and the queens who have walked its state
ly halls, or, flying over the heather. have
| hunted the grouse. But all the dwelling
places Of dukes and princes and queens are
| as nothing to the family mansion that is
already awaiting our arrival The hand
of the Lord Jesus lifted the pillars and
swung the doors, and planted the parks.
Angels walk there, and the good of all :
| ages. The poorest man in that house is q
millionaire, and the lowliest king. AMI
the tamest word he speaks is an anthem,
and the shortest life an eternity
| 1t took a Paxton to build for Chats
worth covering for the wonderful flower
Victoria regia, five feet in diameter. But
our lily of the valley shall need no shelter
| from the blast, and in the open gardens of
God shall put forth its full bloom, and all
heaven shall come to look at it, and its
| aroma shall be as though the cherubm
had swung before the throne thousand
censors. | have not seen it yet. am in
a foreign land. But my Father is waiting
| for me to come home. ] have brothers
| and sisters there. In the Bible ] have let
tiers from there, telling me what a fine
place it is. 1t matters not much to me
whether / am rich poor, or whether tie
world hates me or loves me, or whether /
go by land or by sea, if only / may lift
nm M oSf on bp far ~
! is not frail house, built in month, soon
to crumble, but an old mansion, w.lich is
as firm as the day it was built Its walls
are covered with the ivy of many ages,
and the urns at the gateway are a-bloom
with the century plants of eternity. The
Queen Of Sheba hath walked its hall, and
Esther, and Marie Antoinette and Lady
Huntington and Cecil, and Jeremy Taylor,
and Samuel Rutherford and John Milton,
and the widow who gave two mites, and
the poor men from the hospital-these
last two perhaps outshining all the kings
and queens of eternity
What clasping of hands. What embrac-
ings, What coming together of lip to lip!'
What tears Of joy! You say, Il thought
there were no tears in heaven" There
shall wipe them away" and if there were
no tears there, how could He wipe them
away? They cannot be tears of grief or
tears of disappointment. They must be
tears of gladness. Christ will come and
say: What! Child of heaven. is it too
much for thee? Dost thou break down
under the gladness of this reunion? Then
l will help thee" And. with His one arm
around us and the other arm around our
loved ones, He shall hold us up in the
eternal jubilee.
While l speak some of you with broken
hearts can hardly hold your peace You
feel as if you would speak out and say:
'Oh, blessed day. speed on. Toward thee
press with blistered feet over the desert
way. My eyes fail for their weeping.
faint from listening for feet that will not
come, and the sound of voices that viii
not speak. Speed on, oh day of reunionl
And then, Lord Jesus, be not angry with
me if after i have kissed Thy blessed feet.
l turn around to gather up the long lost
treasures of my heart. Oh, be not angry
with me. One look at Thee were heaven.
But all these reunions are heaven encir-
cling heaven, heaven overtopping heaven,
heaven commingling with heavenI'
/ was at Mount Vernon, and went into
the dining room in which our first Presi-
dent entertained the prominent men of
esting spot. But, oh, the banqueting hall of
the family mansion of which | speak,
Spread the table, spread it wide; for
great multitude are to it at it. From
the tree by the river gather the twelve
manner of fruits for that table Take the
clusters from the heavenly vineyards, and
press them into the golden tankards for
that table. On baskets carry in the bread
of which, if a man eat. he shall never hun
ger. Take all the shot-torn flags of earth
ly conquest and entwine them among the
arches. Let David come with his harp,
and Gabriel with his trumpet, and Miriam
with the timbrel, for the prodigals are at
home, and the captives are free. and the
Father hath invited the mighty of heaven
and the redeemed of earth to come and
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