Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-02-23

A second consideration for earnestness OF lie
is that it is the harvest time OF the SOUL Inc
harvest time of the soul! What theme? Angels
might bend from their battlements OF glory TO
contemplate it. Prophets spoke of it, Apostles
and martyrs suffered and bled, mot accepting de-
liverance,' that they might secure its everlasting
reward
The spirits of the lost in the unfathomable
abyss of woe, send up their loud wall OF lamenta-
ton as they remember period lost-lost to them
forever! Life the harvest time of the soul-the
first link in the interminabe chain which reaches
into the eternal future-the day of salvation-the
harbinger of death-the season of grace for the
soul-the matter of judgment-the preparation lot
eternity-the vestibule of heaven or hell. To all
life opens up, and especially to those who nave
Just reached the margin of its current, like a
summer sea, clear, placid and without a ripple
Calm and undisturbed though its surface now
may sleep, it shall yet be overhung by the dark
ness of the night and the widness OF the tempest.
Considered as the great battlefield where all are
wrestling, it loses it's inherent meanness; nay,
gathers increased grandeur from the very short
ness of its Duration when viewed as a contest LOT
an immortal crown, in which the candidates are
a spectacle to beings of the highest order, VINO
conscious of the tremendous Importance Oh the
issue of the magnitude of the interest at stake,
survey the combatants from on high with trem-
bling soicitude. LET fight then, not as those
that beat the air. Let us run not as uncertain
ly" but as those that win the prize. Let us keep
our eye fixed the Divine Master, and When
ifes goal is reached, ours shall be the reward,
the glory of whose splendor shall proauen anu
brighten forever. There is but one harvest time
but one season for repentance-but one life IN
which to walk in the narrow way and enter IN
the straight gate into the city of the living God,
where the leaf never withers and the light never
fades for the glory of God doth tighten 1t, and
the Lamb is the light thereof. Though this be
true, how unspeakable the blindness OF man TO
futurity ever doomed to lose the substance IN
grasping after the shadow to seize with avldlty
what turns to dust and ashes in his hands, TO
sow the wind and reap the wh1rlw1nd! But
soon ali! soon Time will decide who are the wise
and who are the foolish-those who make out
proper estimate on eternal things; who, making
the service of God the great object of life, pass
the time of their sojourning here in fear; or
those, the language of whose conduct Is let us
eat and drink, for tomorrow we die" What the
reward of the faithful laborer shall be when the
throne is set and the books are opened we can
not tell Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor
hath it entered into the heart OF man to con-
ceiye" Lose this and man loses the great OBJECT
of his mission. Lose this and there awaits us
not the brightness of the day whose morning Is
heaven, and whose noontide is eternity; but the
darkness of the night whose stiffness is broken
by the wailings of the lost; whose iimitable
gloom is pierced only by the wrath OF the Al
mighty From the and unseen, thousand
considerations prompt to duty. From the mys-
FERROUS future from the ever-changing present,
from the deathbed and the grave comes up
"Whatsoeyer thy hands find to do, do it with thy
might" We all do fade as a leaf.