In Both WorldsHolcombe, William H. (William Henry)
Religion
In Both Worlds
Holcombe, William H. (William Henry)
Lazarus, of Bethany, Saint -- Fiction
I treasured these strange things in my mind, having only a faint
perception of either their truth or value. I was especially surprised at
the fact, that a church could actually come to an end, a dispensation be
spiritually closed and a new one inaugurated, while the adherents of the
old were in the full flush of power and numbers, and regarded themselves
as the favored repositories and faithful interpreters of divine truth!
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XVIII.
_IMAGINARY HEAVENS._
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After these things we were taken up another high mountain, whence we had a
view of all the kingdoms in the world of spirits at once. Hither it was
that Jesus was carried by the evil spirit who offered him all this power
and glory, if he would fall down and worship him. There is no mountain in
the natural world from which such an outlook were possible.
“This great height,” said my father, “represents the infernal sphere of
self-aggrandizement, which aspires to universal dominion. It is that
ambition which corrodes the heart with envious passion so long as anything
remains unconquered. This spirit is common to nations and individuals, to
the greatest and the least. This mountain rears its awful summit in every
human breast. This is the spiritual mountain which is to be cast into the
sea by faith.”
Looking down, I now beheld a city of Rome as before I had seen a city of
Jerusalem. Beautiful, shadowy pictures of cities, homes of spirits, vastly
magnified and made glorious with ethereal colors! Man cannot imagine the
splendid creations which spirits can instantaneously produce from the
plastic substance of the spiritual world. These cities and countries,
however, are peculiar to the intermediate state. They do not exist in
heaven.
The Romans risen from the dead had reconstructed their imperial city of
precious stones, so that it always shone from afar as if some grand
illumination were going on, whose splendors were again reflected from the
clouds which floated above it.
We looked into this marvelous city, its capital and palaces, its temples
and amphitheatres. The great avenues were crowded with a vast and gorgeous
procession. Many kings and queens and nobles were walking in chains,
brought as prisoners from so many conquered countries. The treasures of
these plundered captives were borne by thousands of slaves of all colors
and nationalities, in massive and curiously-carved vessels of gold and
silver. Specimens of wild animals from all regions of the Roman world,
drawn in gilded cages, and of the more wonderful plants and flowers
carried upon the shoulders of men, and screened from the sun by flaming
canopies of silk, added to the picturesqueness and grandeur of the scene.
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