Connecticut western news., 1892-04-21

changes entirely once III seven years, so that if youare twenty-eight years of age you have now your fourth body. you are forty-two years of age you have had six bodies. If you are seventy years of aged you have had ten bodies. Do you not, my unbelieving friend, think if God could build for you four or fivo or ten bodies he could really build for you one more to be called the resurrection bodyi Ayei to make that resurrection body will not require half as much ingenuity and power as those other bodies you have had.
 Is it not easier for sculptor to make a statue out of silent clay than it would be to make statue out of some mate. rial that is alive and moving, and run ming hithor and thither2 Will it not be easier for God to make-the resurrection body out of the silent dust of the crum- bled body than it was tomabe your body over five or six or eight times while it was in motion-walking climbing, fall. ing or rising? God has already on your four or five bodies bestowed ten times more omnipotence than he will put upon the resurrection body. Yea, we have the foundation of tho resurrection body in us now. Surgeons and physiologists say there arc parts of tho human body the uses of which they cannot understand. They are searching what these parts were mado for, but have not found out. I can tell them. They are the prelim. inaries Of tho resurrection body. God does not mako anything for nothing. The uees of those now surplus parts ol the body will be demonstrated when the gloriiied form is constructed.
 DEATH Is NO IoIooDLIN.
 Now, if Death clears tho way for all this, why paint him as . hobgoblini Why call kizn the King of Tcrrors? Why think of him as great epook2 Why sketch him with skeleton and arrows, ano standing on bank of dark watersi Why have children so frightened at his name that they dare not go to bed alone and old men have their teeth chatter lest some shortness of breath hand them over to the monster? All the ages have been busy in maliguing Death, hurling repul siye metaphors at Death, slandering Death. Oh, for the sweet breath of Easter to come down on the earth. Right after the vernal equinox, and when the flowers are beginning to bloom, well may all nations with song and congratulation and garlands cole, brate the resurrection of Christ and our own resurrection when the time is gont by, and the trumpets pour through the flying clouds the larmonies that shall wake the dead. By the empty niche Of Joseph's mausoleum, by the rocks that parted to let the Lord come through, lot our ideas of changing worlds be forever revolutionized.
 If what I have been saying is true how differently wo ought to think of our friends departed. The body they have put off is only us when entering n hall lighted and resounding with musi. cal bands, you leave your hat and cloak in the cloakroom. What would q ban. queter do if he had to carry those in cumbranccs of apparel with him into the brilliant reception? What would your departed do with their bodies if they had to be incumbered with them in the Kings drawing room? Gone into the light! Gone into the musici Gone into the festivity! Gone among kings and queens and conquerors!
 Gone to meet Elijah and hear him tell of the chariot of fire drawn by horses of fire and the sensation of mounting the sapphire steeps! Gone to meet with Moses and hear him describe the pile of black basalt that shook when the law was givenl Gone to meet Paul and hear him tell how Felix trembled, and how the ship went to pieces in the breakers, and how thick was the darkness in the Mamertiue duugcon! Gone to meet John Knox and John Wesley and Han nah More aud Frances Hayergal. Gone to meet the kindred who preceded theml Why, should not wonder if they had a larger family group there than they ever had here.
 Oh, how many of them have got to- gether again! Your father and mother went years apart, but they have got to- gether, and their children that went years ago got together again. Gone where they have more rooml Gone where they have more jubilant society," Gone where they have mightier capacity to love you than when they were hero! Gone out of hindrances into unbounded liberty! Gone out of January into June! Gone where they talk about you, as we always talk about absent friends, and say: "I wonder when they will come up here to join us. Harkl the outside door of heaven swings open. Hark! there are feet on tho golden stairs. Perhaps they are comingl'
 THE END OF ALL TROUBLES.
 I was told at Johnstown after the flood that many people who had been for months and years bereft, for the first time got comfort when the awful flood came. to think that their departed ones were not present to sec the catas- trophe. As the people were floating down on the housetops they said, "Oh, how glad am that father and mother arc not here,' or chow glad l am that the children are not alive to see this horror" And ought not wo who are down here amid tho upturnings of this life be glad that none of the troubles which submerge us can ever alright our friends ascended? Before this Iwarrant our departed ones have been introduced to all tho celebrities of h"aven.
 Some one has said to them: "Let mo introduce you to Joshua, tho man who by prayer stopped two worlds for sew eral hours. Let mo make you acquainted with this group of three heroes--John Huss, Philip Melancthon and Martin Luther. Anal here is Fenelon! Here is Archbishop Leighton! Here arc Lati- mer and Ridleyl Here is Matthew Simp- sonl Here is poets row-Jamcs Mont gomery and Anna Darbauld and Hora- tius Donar and Phoebe Palmer and Lowell Mason"
 Were your departed ones fond of mu- sic2 What oratorios led on by Handel and Haydn. Were they fond of picturesS What Raphaels pointing out skies with all colors wrought into chariot wheels, wings of seraphim and coronations. Were they fond of poetry? What eter-