The tide was breaking on the sandy beach. The
crests of the waves sparkled with phosphoric scintillations. Like a
thing of life, the light flashed along the shore; and the green and blue
and amber and white of the rippling waves sparkled like incandescent
fire. As I looked at the spectacle I thought, as I had never thought
before, of the "sea of glass mingled with fire" described by St. John in
the Apocalypse. Yes, we have hints here of the glorious things to be
seen there. Surely God has flashed these beauties on the earth and sea
that through them we might lift our thoughts and our hearts to heaven.
Passing on the train over the vast prairies of South Dakota, I noticed
one beautiful effect. The rough posts of the ragged fence we were
passing at the moment were gilded by the rays of the setting sun. It
seemed as if those rough, ragged posts were fit material wherewith to
make the heavenly gates, each of which we are told is one pearl. It
seems to be God's intention that this earth, even where it is least
picturesque, should give us hints and tokens of heavenly glory.
It seems in the highest degree probable that all the bodily senses that
we possess now will be wonderfully intensified and enlarged when this
"natural body" passes off, and the "spiritual body" is taken on. I think
we have a beautiful hint of this glorious probability in the invention
of the telescope and the microscope.
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