The Spirit of God as Fire; the Globe Within the Sun Our HeavenMortimore, D.
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The Spirit of God as Fire; the Globe Within the Sun Our Heaven
Mortimore, D.
Heaven; Sun
We need not stand on Pisgah's height, nor climb to the summit of the
Andes, to catch a glimpse of that "HEAVENLY WORLD." But, grasping the
telescope of _Faith_, and looking through _Revelations_, the humblest
Christian, "low down in the valley," may see through the storm-clouds
and tempests of life--yea, even through the "shadow of death"--and
gaze with rapture upon the enchanting scene. The light of the _Sun_
pales without, as the flood-light of that _inner world_ breaks upon
the eye. There is the resplendent "glory of God," shining with
unequalled radiance and beauty. To the spirit-eye it is not blinding,
neither will it even dim the sight. Fear not, ye feeble followers of
the blessed Redeemer, to approach--even now--by faith and
contemplation, the confines of that bright world; even though it is
within that encircling photosphere of _ethereal fire_. There is no
danger, for by-and-by that bright world will be your place of
habitation. When the winged messenger comes and escorts you away from
your earthly "prison-house," he will conduct you to that bright
world, where "an abundant entrance shall be administered unto you" by
your blessed Saviour. Remember it is written in the "Sacred Volume":
"_The voice of God divideth the flame;_" and He hath said: "_I will be
as a wall of fire._" "_When thou goest through the fire, thou shalt
not be burned; neither shall the flames kindle upon thee._" "_Enter
thou into the joys of thy Lord._" No such flames within. "_The Sun
shall not light on thee; nor any heat;_" and yet there is a
resplendent light, even the "glory of God," which illumines the Great
City and all the vast realm. "_There is no night there_," but one
eternal day; and when thou hast entered, "_The days of thy mourning
shall be ended._"
But hold heavenward the telescope of _faith_; let us, through the
lights of revelation, endeavor to get a slight panoramic view. The
inspired poet caught a glimpse before us. Hear him exclaim:
"There, on those wide extended plains,
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away."
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