Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-10-17
IN PART,

Iaui says: we huoW, COuu says:
cit doth not yet appear" Both refer
to the same Thing, but to different as
poets of the same thing. Paul refers
to the fact of a future life; John to the
form. Paul says: eve know we have
q house," John says. cit doth not yet
appear what it shall be-"
There is this blending of the known
and unknown in all departments of our
knowledge. The simplest pebble in the
street would puzzle us if we should I'M
dcrtake to solve all the mysteries con-
nected with it. Truth is like the ocean,
plainly seen on its hither side, but
stretching unknown leagues beyond our
sight. The most familiar objects are
familiar only or the side that touches
us. They say the charm of Millet's
paintings is that they expand and deep
en- as you study them. They keep sug-
costing more and more as you look at
them. until they seem to bring all the
senses into play. As you look on a for
est you begin to fancy you hear the
leaves rustic, and as you look On the
water you fancy You 4 hear the
waves ripple. When Millet showed
his Angelus to his friend that friend
looked at it for awhile, and then said:
"Why, [ cal hear the BELLS" In all
true poetry there is something beyond
what is expressed; an echo of far-away
music, a glimmer of far-away light
music after music has ceased, glimmcr
after the light has gone. The true ora
toris he who suggests more than he says,
and aWakens in our souls more than
he or we could express,
The Bible has this quality to a very
remarkable degree. as we might we'll
suppose, dealing as it does with the in
tinities and the eternitics. its mystic
ries are not concealments, but glimpses
of truths too great for full express
sioh. How it struggles to unfold the
idea of God. yet fearful always lest what
it unfolds should be taken for the whole
truth! His was the unpronounceable
name; His was the unapproachable
light; His vas the form no image must
attempt to represent. And all this was
not to conceal God, but to show that,
however much might be revealed, He
was still the ''~UnsearchaRe God" past
finding out.
The story Of Jesus is as simply told
as any story can be. We can follow
Him from the manager to the tomb. We
can measure His footsteps, number His
works, and repeat all His words which
have been left on record. We become
familiar with all the events of His life:
but we see them only through the veil
Of His flesh:
AS through translucent clouds of light
We see the noon-day sun"
All along His simple, human life, there
are openings through which His infnity
shines, as riffs in the clouds show us
the u~nfathomable star depths. He is
revealed as II who can never be un-
yelled. We search the unsearchable
riches of Christ:
Like some bright dream that comes UNI
When slumbers DER me roll"
There is the same minplinp of the
known and unknown in the matter of
the human life. We know the face, but
not the form; we know we shall be, but
we know not what we shall be; we see,
but only cine mirror darkly." So we
see the sun in the reflector of the tele-
scope. The reflector is glorious, and
gives us real knowledge of the sun; but
1t is only the faintest glimmer to the
sun itself. The word OF God does not
seek to make q mystery of the future
lite, any more than the telescope is de-
signed TO hide the sun. But the sub
Ject and the distance are too great for
more full revelation. The telescope
gathers all the rays it can, and makes
its image as clear and sharp as possible.
But the SUN is too far off for more mi
mute inspection. The knowledge we
have, though genuine, is not extensive.
What is revealed in the future is real.
but not complete knowledge. There is
no attempt to hide the stars from us.
They shine as brightly rs they can.
But they are hidden in the distance.
There is no attempt to hide the eternal
world from us. Its nature and vastness
and distance do not permit q full I'M
folding. In all departments Of knowl-
edge, we know only in part. Az we ad-
yanco in knowledge, it is still only in
part. Not till that which is perfect.
we shall know as also we are know.
But though do not see, and still
Must live by faith alone,
love Thee, dearest Lord. and will. s.
Unseen, but not u~nknOwn.o