The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-02-16

ing into heaven is going where you be-. long; the misery of going into hell is go-' ing where God did not intend that you should go."
 we are inclined in our world wisdom to accept the rich man and despise tfe bcgear," said Mir Jones. but Godedoesn't feel that way about it; he says to- o7ey1ery- body. sCome'i The society women we accept, but the poor debauched creature with every mau&s of the, nnderworld writ ten on her face, w6 shuB;s but God sex tends his encircling arms. about the SO ciety woman aud the poer nlisgpidedi woman alike, and says Cotaes .sit draSys. them to his sheitertng- .brehst,
 LIFE OF CHRISTIAN
 '.Eour life. if yoe arc a 6bristiaps IS al li$irg. walking recommendation O God sl i1fds q said he eIdefs the fig kt .3f ftiie intellectual world, add although fe never wrote a book, he Is the greatest scholar that ever lived He is the light of the social world. He liberated woman and took her out of slavery and bondage: to him she owes her freedom and to my mind the greatest monstrosity that ever lived is a woman who can reject the love of Jesus Christ?'
 He is the light of the religious world, :" said Mir Jones, "and right here let me say that the Christian religion IS a song; there isn't anybody on earth who can sing like ChristiaH. There never lived great prin1a donna. but who could sing better if she had fife love of God ia her heart. God makes people sing.
 "I don't sec how people get along with out Cod said Mir. Jones and the. whole picture of God is Eight Wheni all signs and systems have failed and gone, the Christian light, will stilisshine on" i
 IDEA OF HEAVEN
 Every body has some idea of heaven, definitely or indefinitely said the evan gelist "I don't know what your idea of heaven is but heaven to me is a glo- rious reality; I go to prepare a place for you, said our Master, a house not made with hands. I believe that heaven is a place where nobody ever gets tired :; oh. I get so tired sometimes over the heart aches aad sorrows of other peo- pie! picture heaven as a place where nobody ever cries; where nobody ever dies; where there are no funerals; where nobody ever wears. mournings where the cry of q little child is never heard, for. to my mind, the saddest thing that ever heard is the vail of 8 little child in pain; where there are no aching backs and aching heads and aching hearts and disappointed hopes;A where there are no 1, good-byes. '-
 The evangelist then drew the most touching picture of his own sajnted mother-her tired hands-her wrinkied brow-her ceaseless love and care. of her twelve children-and how when he stood over her casket at the last, when her pale hands were folded over her breast and her troubled brow was smooth and 1 the furrows were gone forever-he quiet l ly said that it was the first time he had ever seen her when she wasn't-7tiredi MT Jones sermon was a masterpiece of eloquence. beauty, religion. practical common sense, and exquisite word paint ing, and. when he gave the invitation for those who had accepted Christ as their personal Savior. and meant ito lead bet ter Christian lives, to stand, practically the entire congregation. arose. after. which the henediction was pronounced.s thus closing the first service of the final day of the great revival which ended last { night.