Heaven -- Christianity; Near-death experiences -- Religious aspects; Private revelations
I was roused from my thoughts by the boat touching the marble terrace,
and found my brother already standing waiting to assist me to the
shore. Passing up a slight acclivity, we found ourselves in a broad
street that led into the heart of the city. The streets I found were
all very broad and smooth, and paved with marble and precious stones of
every kind. Though they were thronged with people intent on various
duties, not an atom of debris, or even dust, was visible anywhere.
There seemed to be vast business houses of many kinds, though I saw
nothing resembling our large mercantile establishments. There were
many colleges and schools; many book and music-stores and publishing
houses; several large manufactories, where, I learned, were spun the
fine silken threads of manifold colors which were so extensively used
in the weaving of the draperies I have already mentioned. There were
art rooms, picture galleries and libraries, and many lecture halls and
vast auditoriums. But I saw no churches of any kind. At first this
somewhat confused me, until I remembered that there are no creeds in
heaven, but that all worship together in harmony and love--the children
of one and the same loving Father. "Ah," I thought, "what a pity that
that fact, if no other in the great economy of heaven, could not be
proclaimed to the inhabitants of earth! How it would do away with the
petty contentions, jealousies and rivalries of the church militant! No
creeds in heaven! No controverted points of doctrine! No charges of
heresy brought by one professed Christian against another! No building
up of one denomination upon the ruins or downfall of a different sect!
But one great universal brotherhood whose head is Christ, and whose
corner-stone is Love." I thought of the day we had listened in the
great auditorium at home to the divine address of our beloved Master;
of the bowed heads and uplifted voices of that vast multitude as every
voice joined in the glorious anthem, "Crown Him Lord of All!" and I
could have wept to think of the faces that must some day be bowed in
shame when they remember how often they have in mortal life said to a
brother Christian, "Stand aside; I am holier than thou!"
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