The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1902-04-11

Asidctioh When You describe the
crash of the eternal orchestra. ara
they feel like saying. as a good woman
IN Hudson. \. Y. said after hearing me
speak of the mighty chorus of Heaven:
That must be great Heaven, but
What viii become of my poor head? ,"
Yes, this half hour Of my text is a still
experience. There was silence in
Heaven for half an hour"
You will find the inhabitants all al
home. Enter the Kings palace and
fake only a glimpse, for we have only
so minutes for all Heaven. us that
jesus Yes" just under the hair
along His forehead IL the mark OF
wound made by a bunch of twisted
brambles. and His foot on the throne
has on the round OF His insteD another
mark Of wound made by a spike. and
scar on the palm of the right hand
and scar on the palm of the left
hand. But what a countenance, What
smile. What grandeur, What
loneliness, What an overwhelming
look of kindness and grace, Why. lie
looks as If Tie had redeemed a world,
But come on. for our time is short. Do
You see that row Of palaces? That is
the Apostolic row. Do YOU - that
long reach Of architectural glories?
That is Martyr row. Do You see that
immense structure? That is the big
gest house in Heaven; that is the
house Of many mansions" Do YOU
see that wall? Shade your ewes against
its burning Splendor. for that Is the
wall Of Heaven. Jasper at the bottom
and amethyst M the top. See this river
rolling through the heart Of the
great metropolis? That is the river
concerning which those who once lived
on the banks Of the Hudson or the Ala
bama or the Rhine or the shannon
say: I'VE never saw the like of this
for clarity and sheen" That is TIE
chief river of neaven-so bright. so
wide. so deep. But YOU ask where
are the asylums for the old?" I an
swer: THE inhabitants are all young"
where are the hospitals for the
lance They are all agile" where
are the infrmaries for the blind and
deaf?'' They all see and hear"
Where are the almshouses for the
poor?" They are all multimillion-
aires" where are the inebriate asy-
lums ," why. there are no saloons"
"Where are the graveyards >" why,
they never die" Pass down those
boulevards Of gold and amber and
sapphire and see those interminable
streets built by the Architect Of the
Universe into homes. over the thresh-
old Of which sorrow never steps ana
out Of whose windows faces. once pale
with earthly sickness. now look rubi-
cund with immortal health.
"Oh. let me 90 in and see them" YOU
say. No You cannot 90 in. There are
those who would never consent 70 let
you come out again. You say: Let me
stay here in this place where they
never sin. where they never suffer.
where they never part" No, no, Our
time is short. our 90 minutes are al
most gone. Come on, We must get
back TO earth before this half hour Of
heavenly silence breaks up. for in your
mortal state YOU cannot endure the
pomp and splendor and resonance
when this half hour of silence is ended.
The day will come when you can see
Heaven in full blast. but not now.
am now only showing YOU Heaven at
the dullest half hour Of all the eterni-
ties. Come on, There is something
in the celestial appearance which
makes me think that the half hour of
silence will soon be over. Yonder are
the white horses being hitched to
chariots, and yonder are seraphs fin
gering harps as if about TO strike them
into symphony. and yonder are con-
querors taking down from the blue
halls of Heaven the trumpets Of vic
tory. Remember we are mortal vet
and cannot endure the full roll of
heavenly harmonies and cannot endure
even the silent Heaven for more than
half an hour Hark, The clock in the
tower of Heaven begins to strike. and
the half hour is ended. Descend, Come
back! Come down till your work is
done. Shoulder a little longer your
burdens. Fight a little longer your
battles. Weep n little longer your
griefs. And then take Heaven not in
its dullest half hour. but in its might
lest pomp. and. instead of taking il for
30 minutes. take il world without end.
But how viii you spend the first half
hour of your heavenly citizenship after
YOU have gone in TO stay? After your
nrostration before the throne in wor-
shin of Him who made it possible for
Won to get there at all think the rest
Of YOUR first half hour in Heaven will
he PASSED in receiving youIreward il
YOU have been faithful. l have a
strangely beautiful book containing
the mixtures Of the medals struck by
the English government in honor of
rreat battles. These medals are pinned
over the heart of the returned heroes
of the army on great occasions, the
roval family present and the royal
hands playing-the Crimean medal,
The medal of the mutiny, the Victoria
cross the Waterloo medal. In your
frst half hour in Heaven in some way
80, will be honored for the earthly
struyples in which you won the day.
stand up before all the royal house of
Heaven and receive the insignia while
.,ou are announced as victor over the
arafts and freshets OF the farm field,
,-;otor over the temptations of the
tool exchange, victor over profession
=, allurements. victor over domestic
ss,I;c;ties victor over mechanics