The dream of Permanence.  The immortality of the Church is akin to the immortality of the soul.  It is a connection which is never severed.  When we enter the visible body of the Church on earth, we connect ourselves with the invisible hosts of the Church on high.  We enter a company which shall never be disbanded nor dismayed.  Something subtle and eternal seems to lay hold of our spirits, and to lift them even to God’s Throne.  For this Time has been, and for this Time now is:  to present spotless before Him the innumerable company of the redeemed, the lion-hearted who, armed by faith and shod with fire, in robes of azure and with songs of praise, shall stand before Him even for evermore!

2.  The Church is the centre of a great circle of remembrance.  One of Constable’s famous paintings represents the Cathedral of Salisbury outlined against a storm-swept sky, with a lovely rainbow arched beyond it.  So stands the Church athwart the landscape of our lives.  In each community the church is like a living thing!  How every stone grows significant and dear!  How the lights and shadows of its arches, the dim, faint-tinted windows, the carvings and tracings, the atmosphere and coloring, all sink into the heart, and make a background for memories that never pass away!  Who ever forgets the tones of the old organ, the voice of the choir, the accent, look, and bearing of one’s early pastor, the rustle of the leaves without the window, the rush of the fresh summer air, the soft falling of the rain?

The path to the church is worn by the feet of generations.  Thither the aged go up, and thither the laughing, romping children.  Weary men and women bear their burdens thither; triumphant souls bring shining faces and uplifted brows; love and dreams cluster round the church, and the life of the soul, silent and hidden, is subtly acted upon by persuasions and convictions that rule the heart amid the fiercest storms and temptations of the world.  The church is a sanctuary and shield; it is an emblem of strength and peace.  Three angels stand before its altar:  Life, Love, Death!  Hither is brought the babe for the christening, hither comes the wedding procession, and here are laid, with farewell tears, the quiet dead.  Day by day within that church, as one grows to manhood and womanhood, one enters into race-experiences, and feels, however vaguely, that the Holy Spirit abides within them all.

3.  The Church affords the best outlet for moral activity.  Where shall we put our moral powers?  In what work shall they centre?  From what point shall they diverge?  Scattered action is irresolute; it is the centripetal powers that count.

The Church stands ready to engage, to the full, the moral powers of man.  It can rightly distribute the spiritual vitality of the world.  It rouses the moral emotions and affections, and gives scope for contrition, adoration, and thanksgiving,—­the Trisagion of the heart.