The Washington times., 1923-03-25
KATHLEEN NORRIS
To One Who Has Had One Glimpse of Heaven, Miracles
Are of Daily Occurrence-Both Past and
Future Are Clear

A Ii Of az have some special
mental picture that rises in
"A our thoughts when we speak
Of heaven"
Even the scofcers. the unbe-
lievers, the unfortunate men and
women whose creed is the very
definite creed Of believing that
nothing at all follows human death
-even they use the phrase.
..The Kid looked as II he was In
heaven" they gay. Or, What do
you think this is-heaven7" Or
s,heawsu forbid"
And heaven 10 them. and 70 an
oeus. may perhaps Be most briefly
aaser1bed a. . place where there 10
no pain.
There II no place On earth Of
which that may be said, and 80 we
mention an unknown place. and
when We cay heaven our thoughts
fIoat to tive know neither it,
direction nor it's boundaries, and
% define anything about It IL only
20 lessen its beauties.
HOPE OF REUNION.
To some persons, unquestionabiy,
4 Il connected with material OBJ
jects ike harps and white robes;
20 others, streets Of many mansions
rise shining under an eternal sun;
and to many-to 30 many-there ID
always the hope OF reunion, OF be-
loved faces smiling again. and be-
loved voices breaking the aching
and unbearable silence Of 30 many
hard years.
some Of the theologians become
definite and say that the Joy Of
Heaven is contained wholly In the
ecstatic contemplation OF and love
On God.
But to those Of us who know the
love Of man, OF father and mother,
sisters and brothers. husband. chill
dren. neighbors, and all the rami.
He'd lesser loves that spring from
these. even that hard, big. incom-
prehensfble definition has its
charm.
We find it easy TO love men and
women who reflect only tiny
spark Of infinite good. and II to
love God IL only to love that In
finite good, then how simple the
appalling task appears!
There must be heaven. There
may Be hell.
Meanwhile. We have our life here
says an old poet.
STAGGERING THOUGHT.
Meanwhile. We have our life here.
And why we are, or who, or
whence we come or whittier go,
We know now no more than we
knew almost two thousand years
ago when an obscure carpenter,
later executed by the state, ex-
pressed: The kingdom Of heaven
% within you.
Sixty generations Of men have
pcndered upon these words; nine
teen hundred years Of testing
them by every new discovery of
science and art have not proved
them untrue.
This place Of happiness, Of the
love Of God and man, is within.
The thought IL staggering.
For II proves to us that II we
had learned the secret Of conquer
ing that kingdom generations ago,
Ut would be-to use another phrase
from the same Speaker-it would
be "the kingdom come"
It proves to US that sin and
suffering. that the wars, the
slums. the hatreds Of the weary
Old world, the dirty words, the
dirty clothes, the law suits and
spite walls, the sick babies and
discouraged girls. and the hideous
evidences Of selfishness and bar.
rem wealth and idleness are all
unnecessary-are all alien to that
Kingdom to which our homesick
thoughts turn whenever we say
Heaven"
WELL BE KIND.
We live our lives here badly
But we feel complacently that
somewhere there 10 another world
where we shall live them welt.
We may be greedy, jealous
nesh-glorifying animals here. But
we will all be simple. kind anC
good-in heaven!
THAT 10 Mrs. Rolls-Royce, >
says the sma1l-town woman. "sh,
is fabulously wealthy-she was
Kohinoor, you know. Peopl,
just go crazy to get invited t,
her partiesr'
One looks at the leather-skinne'
old dowager, with the diamond
twinkIing among the folds Of nc
old throat, and the thin gra;
hair augmented. by q score Q
silvery puffs and a jeweled bant
"Ilo you suppose they wi
make \ fuss over her In heaven?
one fnquires, struck by an absur
thought.
''In heaven7" says the ii
Gornnant, laughing, 'sWhy-bC