The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1901-09-26
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liteness of having friends in your par
lor not introduced, and celestial po-
likeness will demand that we be made
acquainted with all the Heavenly
household. What rehearsal of old
times and recital of stirring reminis-
cences! If others fail to give intro
duction, God will take us through, and
before our first "a hours in Heaven
if it were calculated by earthly time
pieces-have passed we shall meet and
talk with more Heavenly celebrities
than in our entire mortal state we met
with earthly celebrities. Many who
made great noise of usefulness will sit
the Heavenly temple, while right up
within arms reach of the Heavenly
throne will be many who, though they
could not reach themselves or do great
exploits for God, nevertheless held the
rope.
Come, let us go right up and accost
those on the circle of Heavenly
thrones. Surely they must have killed
in battle million men. Surely they
must have been buried with all the
cathedrals sounding a dirge and all
the towers o. sll the cities tolling the
national grief. Who art thou, mighty
one of Heaven? \ lived by choice the
unmarried daughter in a humble home
that might take care of my parents
in their old age, and l endured with
out complaint all their querulousness
and administered to all their wants
for 90 years." Let us pass on round
the circle of thrones. Who art thou,
mighty one of Heaven? 81 was for
30 years a Christian invalid and suf-
fered all the while, occasionally writ
ing a note of sympathy for those
worse off than l, and was general con-
fdant of all those who had trouble,
and once in awhile | was strong
enough to make a garment for that
poor family in the back lane" Pass
on to another throne. Who art thou,
mighty one of Heaven? 81 was the
mother who raised a whole family of
children for God, and they are out in
the world Christian merchants, Chris
tian mechanics, Christian wives, and
have had full reward for all my toll"
Let us pass on in the circle of thrones.
81 had a Sabbath school class and
they were always on my heart, and
they all entered the kingdom of
God, and 1 am waiting for their ar
rival" But who art thou, the mighty
one of Heaven on this other throne?
'In time of bitter persecution owned
house in Damascus, a house on the
wall. A man who preached Christ was
bounded from street to street and l
hid him from the assassins, and when
1 found them breaking into my house
and l could no longer keep him safe
ly l advised him to flee for his life,
and basket was let down over the
wall with the maltreated man in it,
and / was one who helped hold the
rope" And I said: "Is that alp"
And he answered: THAT is ALL" And
while l was lost in amazement I heard
a strong voice that sounded as though
it might once have been hoarse from
many exposures, and triumphant as
though it might have belonged to one
of the martyrs, and it said: mot
many mighty, not many noble are
called, but God hath chosen the weak
things of the world to confound the
things which are mighty, and base
things of the world and things which
are despised hath God chosen, yea, and
things which are not to bring to
naught things which are, that no flesh
should glory in His presence" And
l looked to see from whence the voice
came, and 10! it was the very one who
had said: Through a window in a
basket was I let down by the WALL
Henceforth think of nothing as in
significant. A little thing may decide
your all. A Cunarder put out from
England for New York. 1t was well
equipped, but in putting up a stove
in the pilot box Dail was driven too
near the compass. You know how
that nail would affect the compass.
The ships officers, deceived by that
distracted compass, put the ship 200
miles off her right course, and sudden
lv the man on the lookout cried:
Land ho!" and the ship was halted
within a few yards of her demolition
on Nantucket shoals. A sixpenny nail
came near wrecking a Cunarder.
Small ropes hold mighty destinies.
A minister seated In Boston at his
table, lacking a word, puts his hand
behind his head and tits back his
chair to think, and the ceiling falls
and crushes the table and would have
crushed him. A minister in Jamaica
at night, by the light of an insect
called the candle fly, is kept from step
ping over precipice hundred feet.
F. w. Robertson, the celebrated Eng
Hsh Clergyman, said that he entered
the ministry from train of circum-
stances started by the barking of a
dog. Had the wind blown one way
on a certain day the Spanish inquisi-
ton would have been established in
England. But it blew the other way,
and that dropped the accursed institu-
ton, with Is tons of shipping, to the
bottom of the sea or flung the splin-
tered logs on the rocks.
Nothing unimportant in your life or
mine. Three naughts placed on the
right side of the figure one makes
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