St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1900-09-29

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and in the open gardens of God shall
put forth its full bloom, and all Heat-
en- shall come to look at Il, and its
aroma shall be as though the cherubim
had swung before the throne thou.
sand censers. I have not seen 1t yet.
I am in foreign land. But my Fa.
ther is waiting for me to come home. !
have brothers and sisters there. In
the Bible / haze letters from there.
telling me what . fine place it is. It
matters not much to me whether am
rich or poor, or whether the world
hates me or loves me, or whether 70
by land or BY sea, II only I may lift my
eyes at last on the family mansion. It
Is not 4 frail house, built In q month.
soon to crumble, but an old mansion.
which 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 abloom with the century plants
Of eternity. The queen of Sheba hath
walked fits halls, and Esther and Marie
Antoinette and Lady Huntingdon and
Cecil and Jeremy Taylor and Samuel
Rutherford and John Milton and tho
widow who gave two mites and the poor
men from the hospital-these last two
perhaps outshining al the kings and
queens of eternity. SAL
A family mansion means reunion.
Some Of your families are very much
scattered. The children married and
went of to st. Louis or Chicago or
Charleston. But perhaps once year
you come together at the old place.
How you wake up the old piano that
has been silent for years. Father and
mother do not play on it. How you
bring out the old relic and rummage
the garret and open old scrapbooks and
shout and laugh and cry and talk over
old times, and though you may be Al
years of age. act as though you were
16. Yet soon it is good-by at the car
window and good-by at the steamboat
wharf. But how will we act at the re.
union in the old family mansion OF
Heaven? 1t IL . good while since you
parted at the door of the grave. There
will be Grace and Mary and Martha
and Charlie and Lizzie and all the dar-
lings of your household. not pale and
sick and gasping for breath, as when
you saw them last, but their eyes
bright with the luster Of Heaven and
their cheeks roseate with the dush OF
celestial summer.
What clasping Of hands! What EN-.
bracings! What coming together Of
lip to lip! What tears of joyl You
say: II thought there were no tears
| in Heaven" There must be, for the
Bible says that "God 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: f"What. child Of Heaven,
| is 1t too much for thee7 Dost
thou break oown under tie tie giadhss 81
this reunion? Then viii 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 Jubi'
lee.
While I speak some Of you with
broken hearts can hardly hold your
peace. You feel as II you would speak
out and say: "Oh, blessed day. speed on!
Toward thee I press with blistered
feet over the desert way. My eyes fail
for their weeping. I faint from lis.
tening for feet that will not come and
the sound of voices that will not speak
Speed on, oh day of reunion! And then
Lord Jesus, be not angry with me II
after have kissed thy blessed feet
I turn around to gather up the long
lost treasures Of my heart. Oh, b
not angry with me. One look at thee
were Heaven. But all these reunions
are Heaven encircling Heaven. Heaver
overtopping Heaven. Heaven comming
ling with Heaven!"
was at Mount Vernon and went
into the dining-room in which our Ars'
president entertained the prominent
men Of this and other lands. It wa,
a very interesting spot. But. oh. th'
ba anquet hall of the family mansion o.
which speak! Spread the table, spread
it wide, for a great multitude are K
sit at it. From the tree by the rive
gather the 12 manner Of fruits fol
that table. Take the clusters from
the heavenly vineyards and press then
into the golden tankards for that tn
BILE. On baskets carry in the breat
of which If man eat hs shall never hun
ger. Take all the shot-torn Aass o
earthly conquest and. intwine then
among the arches. Let David com
with his harp and Gabriel with hi
trumpet and Miriam with the timbrel
for the prodigals are at home. An.
the captives are free, and the Fathe
hath invited the mighty Of Heaven ant
the redeemed Of earth to come ant
due!
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