Heaven -- Christianity; Near-death experiences -- Religious aspects; Private revelations
"Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. As it
was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.
Amen, Amen!"
Slowly the voices died away, and a holy silence fell upon us.
Presently, slowly and reverently, all arose and resumed their places.
No, not all. Sweet Mary Bates had accompanied us to the sanctuary, and
I now noticed that she alone still knelt in our midst, with clasped
hands and radiant uplifted face, her lovely eyes fixed upon the Savior,
as he still stood waiting before us, with such a look of self-forgetful
adoration and love as made her herself truly divine. She was so rapt I
dared not disturb her; but in a moment the Master turned and met her
adoring eyes with such a look of loving recognition, that with a deep
sigh of satisfied desire, as he turned again, she quietly resumed her
seat beside me, slipping her little hand into mine with all the
confidence of a child who feels sure it is understood to the utmost.
As I looked upon the glorious form before us, clothed in all the
majesty of the Godhead, my heart tremblingly asked: "Can this indeed be
the Christ-man whom Pilate condemned to die an ignominious death upon
the cross?" I could not accept it. It seemed impossible that any man,
however vile, could be blind to the divinity so plainly revealed in him.
Then the Savior began to speak, and the sweetness of his voice was far
beyond the melody of the heavenly choir. And his gracious words!
Would that I could, would that I dared, transcribe them as they fell
from his lips. Earth has no language by which I could convey their
lofty meaning. He first touched lightly upon the earth-life, and
showed so wonderfully the link of light uniting the two lives--the past
with the present. Then he unfolded to us some of the earlier mysteries
of the blessed life, and pointed out the joyous duties just before us.
When he ceased, we sat with bowed heads as he withdrew. Our hearts
were so enfolded, our souls so uplifted, our spirits so exalted, our
whole being so permeated with his divinity, that when we arose we left
the place silently and reverently, each bearing away a heart filled
with higher, more divine aspirations, and clearer views of the blessed
life upon which we were permitted to enter.
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