The Lord had come back to
the earth and was living among the people of that Age. We made our way
to the palace in which He lived. It was like no palace we had ever
seen. It was like great clouds piled up among the hills. We were
present when the doors were thrown open. We beheld Him coming forth.
But the vision of that glory smote our eyes like fire. We were not
able to gaze upon it. Our hearts failed within us. This was not the
Christ we had known. We shrank back from the light of that awful
presence. We fell on the ground before Him. 'God be merciful to us
sinners,' we cried, 'we are not worthy to look upon thy face.' And
when we could open our eyes again the vision had passed.
"Then, O father! then, O friends beloved, I knew that I had sinned. In
that moment of my humiliation and shame I recalled a sight which I had
seen in the first days of my journey. I remembered some peasants
fleeing from a plague-stricken village, whom we had passed. I said to
myself, I say this day to you, we were that day at the gates of the
real Golden Age and we did not know it.
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