Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-09-10
The Glory of Living.
The great trouble with monv

we imagine ourselves out of the body
| b. 1T still the same man or woman: Gen
ara tee forever from the world we live in
and yet still in home, homeiike an6
welcol ne. To be aware as life glides on
of da Y coming closer and closer when
we shall no more see the faces OF those
we love, NJ L 1ore clasp the hands of our
friends, no nc ne enjoy the evening meal
with the family. no more Iead the favor
lite book, no II ore sleep through the
still, shadowy no yrs to awake again in
the morning to t'nd God has made all
things new while W 9 slept. think this
trouble Is natural, natural because we
are in the body and belong to the life
that now Is. There is an old nan of so.
He is like frosted apple on tree In
January. To him life is a shadow, 81
memory. But to- man who is in the
full bloom OF life, who loves nature and
ali her products, life is rea4' and very
dear, and he IS 10th TO think that day
will come when he must leave all. So
it ought to be. { confess [ hk the man
who tells me he1loves TO let tho smell Of
frying potatoes invade his sluMlber ii the
morning, who likes to- hear the 1nilkman
and the baker, who Likes to rnie down
IN the car reading the paper, to soc what
has happened IN a. Gay and q night,
Such man would brave the wind of
February rather than take up with the
New Jerusalem. He don't want to give
UP this life, no matter what is TO come
in the other. This is, so close, SO
familiar, so blended, that he don't know
how to give it up. Tie tsouble is made
by the perpetual exhortation to consider
this life as a series OF membranes TO
be shaken off. Such feeling may be-
come natural by brooding over trouble.
and may be entertained by man who
has exhausted the pleasures of life, or
whose early training was extended in that
direction The men who have made the
best mark in this world are those who
have loved life the most and enjoyed the
beautiful with all their hearts. They
wanted to stay here, and desired no new
temple while the old one held good. 81
dom want TO die" said johnson. But
though men preach, you viii find minis
tiers like Beecher and Spurgeon holding
fast to the good things of this life.
There may be infinite blessing in pass
ing from this life and losing identity in
III,
nothing can be more important to aman
than his own identity. He wants to
keep it. Talk about angels they are
very good. But they never had father
or mother, never went hunting or nut
ting, never blushed before q maiden,
never loved or made homes, or had chill
dren of their own running about them.
A man may suffer, but he has his iden-
tity, and wants to keep it. It is a ma
ture' SO like Gods that he can't give it
up. Animaili is complete when death
intervenes. A mans nature is such that
he feels that what is his is his forever.
He has longing for something higher
and better. He wants to learn. This
would not be were there not another
life. So Christ, TIE most perfect man
that ever lived, tells His friends He goes
before them. He lives forever. He
simply passes from the seen to the I'M
seen. The MUD passes away, but the
heart holds on forever, and vibrates with
the recollection of old times. 1t holds
the treasure time can never rob us of.
We arenot biotted out We are trans
figured. When the time comes to go,
we shall go without any trouble. It is
a natural transition. The speaker told
the story Of the death OF Franklin's
niece. She was dying. The nurse
reused her to give her her medicine.
She said: "Why did you wake me?
was dying so nicely. Give me the med
icine and will try it again. "-ReU.
I Robert C0llyer.