“He proposed in this discourse to consider the promise of heaven, the reward offered by Christ to his good and faithful servants. “In the first place: What is heaven?” I am not quite clear in my mind what it was, though I tried my best to find out. As nearly as I can recollect, however,-- “Heaven is an eternal state. “Heaven is a state of holiness. “Heaven is a state of happiness.” Having heard these observations before, I will not enlarge as he did upon them, but leave that for the “vivid imagination” of the green book. “In the second place: What will be the employments of heaven? “We shall study the character of God. “An infinite mind must of necessity be eternally an object of study to a finite mind. The finite mind must of necessity find in such study supreme delight. All lesser joys and interests will pale. He felt at moments, in reflecting on this theme, that that good brother who, on being asked if he expected to see the dead wife of his youth in heaven, replied, ‘I expect to be so overwhelmed by the glory of the presence of God, that it may be thousands of years before I shall think of my wife,’--he felt that perhaps this brother was near the truth.” Poor Mrs. Bland looked exceedingly uncomfortable. “We shall also glorify God.” He enlarged upon this division, but I have forgotten exactly how. There was something about adoration, and the harpers harping with their harps, and the sea of glass, and crying, Worthy the Lamb! and a great deal more that bewildered and disheartened me so that I could scarcely listen to it. I do not doubt that we shall glorify God primarily and happily, but can we not do it in some other way than by harping and praying? “We shall moreover love each other with a universal and unselfish love.” “That we shall recognize our friends in heaven, he was inclined to think, after mature deliberation, was probable. But there would be no special selfish affections there. In this world we have enmities and favoritisms. In the world of bliss our hearts would glow with holy love alike to all other holy hearts.” I wonder if he really thought _that_ would make “a world of bliss.” Aunt Winifred slipped her hand into mine under her cloak. Ah, Dr. Bland, if you had known how that little soft touch was preaching against you! “In the words of an eminent divine, who has long since entered into the joys of which he spoke: ‘Thus, whenever the mind roves through the immense region of heaven, it will find, among all its innumerable millions, not an enemy, not a stranger, not an indifferent heart, not a reserved bosom. Disguise here, and even concealment, will be unknown. The soul will have no interests to conceal, _no thoughts to disguise_. A window will be opened in every breast, and show to every eye the rich and beautiful furniture within!’ “Thirdly: How shall we fit for heaven?” He mentioned several ways, among which,-- “We should subdue our earthly affections to God.