Heaven -- Christianity; Near-death experiences -- Religious aspects; Private revelations
"I did not know that you had come, until a few moments since, when our
father told me. It is delightful to have you here; it seems more like
the old life to see you than any of the others who are here--we were
together so much during the last years of my stay," he said, grasping
my hands warmly. "Where are you going now? Can you not come with me
awhile? I was thinking only a few days ago how much I wished you could
be here a little while before Lu came; you know her tastes so well.
And now here you are! So often our unspoken wishes are thus gratified
in heaven!"
"Is my sister coming soon?" I asked a little later.
"That I cannot confidently say; but you know the years of the
earth-life are passing, and her coming cannot be much longer delayed.
Can you come with me now?"
"Gladly," I said, turning to walk with him.
"It is only a little way from here," he said. "Just where the river
bends. Lu loves the water so, I chose that spot in preference to one
even nearer your home."
"This is truly enchanting!" I cried, as we drew near the place. "I
have not been this way before."
"I want you to see the river from her room windows," he said; "I know
you will enjoy it."
We entered the truly beautiful house, built of the purest white
granite, so embedded in the foliage of the flower-laden trees that from
some points only glimpses of its fine proportions could be seen.
"She loves flowers so much--will she not enjoy these trees?" he asked
with almost boyish delight.
"Beyond everything," I answered.
We passed through several delightful rooms on the lower floor, and,
ascending the stairway, which in itself was a dream of beauty, entered
the room he was so anxious I should see. I stopped upon the threshold
with an exclamation of delight, while he stood watching with keen
enjoyment the expression on my face.
"It is the most delightful room I ever saw!" I cried enthusiastically.
The framework of couches, chairs and desk was of pure and spotless
pearl, upholstered in dim gold; soft rugs and draperies everywhere; and
through the low window, opening upon the flower-wreathed balcony, so
enchanting a view of the broad, smooth river below, that again I caught
my breath in delight. A thousand exquisite tints from the heavens
above were reflected upon the tranquil waters, and a boat floating on
the current was perfectly mirrored in the opaline-tinted ripples. Far
across the shining waters the celestial hills arose, with domes and
pillared temples and sparkling fountains perceptible everywhere. When
at last I turned from this entrancing view, I saw on the opposite wall,
smiling down upon me, the same Divine face that I daily looked upon in
my own room at home.
We descended the stairs without a word, then I could only falter:
"Only heaven could give such perfection in everything!"
Oliver pressed my hand sympathetically, and let me depart without a
word.
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