Milford chronicle., 1902-10-24


say, This palace is not as beautiful /
as the mansion which my heavenly
Father has builded for me-" Though /
the troubled Christians may be clothed
in rags, yet they should feel that they
are rich, because God, as a heavenly
mother, has prepared for them the
wedding garments with which they
shall be robed in the heavenly banquet
halls at the Kings marriage. Though
they may be poor, yet they should feel,
like the invalid son going home to his
earthly parent, that all the treasures
Of heaven shall be forever theirs.
God, like a divine mother, wants to
be the comforter Of his children in
their last earthly sicknesses as well as
when he is bending over them in their
cradles. He wants to be the comfort
er of the dying invalid when he utters
the agonizing moan, Il cannot stand
this pain any longer" as well as the
comforter Of the little child who is sit
ting for the first time in her Sunday
class. He wants to be the comforter
of all those who have been disappoint-
ed in life and who when they come to
die may be gladdened by seeing him,
feeling like the old statesman, Henry
Clay. who in his last moments looked
up with sweet smile and cried, Moth
er, motherw All, in that hour we shall
need a mothers love as much as does
the schoOlboy who rOmps into the hall
way calling to the cook, MARY, where
is motherT" And this smile is true
because Of all times when a mother
chiefly longs to be by the side of her
child it is when that child is dying.
When the eldest son of Queen Alex
andra was sick unto death, the then
Princess of Wales had hundreds Of
trained and most skillful nurses who
would gladly have answered to her
call. But day and night. for three
long weeks, the mother Of the Duke of
Clarence never left his side. 1t was
her royal hand that smoothed the
sheets. It was her arm that lifted the
! fevered head. 1t was her lips that gave
! the last kiss, as the immortal spirit
| sped from the pain racked form. Yes,
the mother. the true earthly mother,
side Of her dying child. 1t was in or.
der to satisfy this maternal desire that
/ Princess Alice, the daughter Of Queen
| Victoria, disobeyed the orders of the
/ physicians. and, bending over the bed
| that was reeking with the diphtheritic
J germs, kissed her baby girl farewell
! and at the same time pressed her own
| lips against the hot lips of death. Prin.
! cess Alice laid down her life on ac-
! count of that maternal kiss. So God, as
a divine mother, is always by the
deathbeds Of his children.
The Transcendent Triumph.
God, like the divine mother, specially
loves to hover around the deathbed Of
his children, because he can there
prove to us that lit is not all of death
to die, nor all Of life to live" and that
death can be swallowed up in victory.
He can prove it to those who have ac-
cepted his love and his sacrifice for
their sins, as John Simeon proved it to
his children when he himself was dy.
ing. In Imagination, the departing
saint raised himself and, looking back,
cried out: "Who are youY' Sorrow
"Who are you?" "Sighingw Then
stretching his hands upward, the dy.
ing saint cried out again: "And who
are you" "JOy." "And who are you p
"Gladnessw Then, with a seraphiC
= smile, the dying Christian again cried
out: Farewell. Sorrow. Farewell
Signing. Farewell, Mortal Life. Wei
come, Joy. Welcome, Gladness. Wei
come, Eternal Heaven" If an earthly
mother would long to be the comforter
Of her dying boy. surely Jesus longs t.
be beside his believing and trusting
children at their departure. to tell then
Of the hope and the joy and the tran
0 scendent triumph which await thei
heavenly translation.
$ But 1 may be talking about a Low
which some Of you have never known
= and there may be some young me-
i here who never knew what it was t
t possess a mothers love. / remember
o short time after my own mother
d funeral, l stood for a long while wit
n tear stained cheeks studying a pictur
e called 1.-The Mothers Vacant Chair.
n The scene was a workingman's HON,
It The great, broad chested mechanic SO
at the head of the supper table, d,
jectedly holding a little baby in hi
e arms, who was laughingly reachin
IS out for his bowl of milk. -Four or fiy
It other little children were gathere
d about, laughing and playing, and ais
,e reaching for the food upon the tabl
is Not one Of those little ones realized
e any way the awful loss to them of IL
d. form that had once filed that mother
r chair save, perhaps, the eldest gin
ID about thirteen years of age. As
le stood before that picture, with a Sc
u choking nv throat I said: God be