Heaven -- Christianity; Near-death experiences -- Religious aspects; Private revelations
One evening, some three years--counted by the calendar of earth--after
I had entered upon the joys and duties of the heavenly life, I sat
resting upon the upper veranda of our home, after a somewhat arduous
journey to a distant city of the heavenly realm. From this part of the
veranda we caught rare glimpses of the river through the overhanging
branches of the trees; and just below us, at a little distance, we
could see the happy children at their play upon the lawn. Here my
brother sought me out, and throwing himself upon a soft veranda lounge
near, lay for a time motionless and silent. He looked as wearied as
one can ever look in that life, but I felt no anxiety about him, for I
knew the rest was sure. He had been absent on some earth-mission much
of the time for many days, and I knew from experience that some of the
fatigue and care of earth will cling to us on such occasions, till we
are restored by heaven's balmy air and life-giving waters. He had not
told me, as he sometimes did, where his mission had led him, and I had
not asked him, feeling sure that all it was best I should know would be
imparted. My own duties had of late been unusually responsible,
leading me daily to a distant part of the heavenly kingdom, hence I
myself had not visited the beloved of earth for a much longer period
than usually elapsed between my visits. When last seen, all of the
dear ones had seemed in such vigorous health and were so surrounded by
earthly blessings that I had ceased to feel they needed my
ministrations as in the early days of their sorrow, hence I had thrown
all of my energies into the work assigned me by the Master.
At length, after a time of rest, my brother arose to a sitting posture,
and regarding me for a moment in silence, said gently: "I have news for
you, little sister."
A thrill like an electric shock passed through me, and in an instant I
cried out joyously: "He is coming!"
He nodded his head, with a sympathetic smile, but did not at once reply.
"When will it be? Am I to go to him?" I asked.
He hesitated an instant before saying: "Of course you are permitted to
go, if your heart will not be denied."
"Oh, I must go to him! I must be the first to greet him! Perhaps it
may be granted him to see me even while he is yet in the flesh."
He shook his head sadly at this, and said, "No, dear; he will not know
you."
"Why? Frank, tell me all--and why you think, as I plainly see you do,
that it is not best I should go."
"He was stricken suddenly in the midst of his work, while apparently in
perfect health, and has not regained consciousness since; nor will he
ever on earth. Hence your presence could be no solace to him."
"When was this?"
"Three days ago; I have been with him almost constantly by day and
night ever since."
"Oh, why did you not sooner tell me?"
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