The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1892-04-29

present facility. This whitish mass in
the upper cavity of the skull, and at the
extremity of the nervous system-this
center of perception and sensation can
not endure more than it now endures.
But God can make better brain, and
He sends death to remove this inferior
brain that He may put in superior
brain. ''Well," you say, ''does not that
destroy the idea of a resurrection of the
present body?" o, no. 1t will be the
old factory with new machinery, new
driving wheel, new bands, new levers
and new powers. Don't you see? So l
suppose the dullest human brain after
the resurrectionary process will have
more knowledge, more acutenesss, more
brilliancy, more breadth of swing than
any Sir William Hamilton or Herschel
or Isaac Newton, or Faraday or Agassiz
ever had in the mortal state or all their
intellectual powers combined. You
see God has only just begun
nature has only the foundation laid,
and part of the lower story, and only
part of one window, but the great
architect has made his draft of what
you will be when the Alhambra is COM
pleted.
Then there are the climatological
hindrances. We run against unpro-
pitious weather of all sorts. Winter
blizzard and summer scorch, and each
season seems to hatch brood of its
own disorders. The summer spreads its
wings and matches out fevers and sum
strokes, and spring and autumn spread
their wings and hatch out malarias,
and winter spreads its wings and
matches out pneumonia and Russian
gIippes. and the climate of this world is
u hindrance which every man and wom-
an and child has felt. Death is to the
good transfercnce to superior weather;
weather never ficllle, and never too cold
and never too hot and never too light
and never too dark. Have you any
doubt that God can make better
weather characteristic of this planet?
Blessed is death, for it prepares the
way to a change of zones, yea it clears
the path to a semi-omnipresence. How
often we want to be in different places
at the same time. How perpleXed we
get being compelled to choose between
invitations, between weddings, between
friendly groups. between three or four
places we would like to be in the same
morning or the same noon or the same
evening. While death may not open
opportunity to be in many places at the
same time, so easy and so quick and so
instantaneous will be the transference
that it will amount to about the same
thing.
All scientists tell us that the human
body changes entirely once in seven
years, so that if you are 2S years of age
you have now your fourth body. If you
are 40 years of age you have had six
bodies. If you are 20 years of age you
have had ten bodies. Do yOu not, my
unbelieving friend, think if God could
build for you your four or five or ten
bodies he could really build for you one
more to be called the resurrection body?
Aye. to make that resurrection body
will not require half as much ingenuity
and power as those other bodies you
have had. Will it not be easier for
God to make the resurrection body out
of the silent dust of the crumbled body
than it was to make your body over
five or six or eight times while it was
in motion. walking, climbing, falling 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
E. l,& So -,
us now. Surgeons and Psychologists
say they are parts of the human body,
the uses of which they cannot under
stand. They are searching what these
parts were made for, but have not found
out. 1 can tell them. They are the
preliminaries of the resurrection body.
God does not make anything for moth
ing. Now, if Death clears the way for
all this, why paint him as hObgoblin?
Why call him the king of terrors? Why
think of him as a great spook? Why
sketch him with skeleton and arrows,
and standing on bank of dark waters?
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 maligning Death, hurting
repulsive metaphors at Death, slander-
ing 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, cele-
brate the resurrection of Christ and our
own resurrection when the time is gone
by, and the trumpets pour through the
flying clouds the harmonies that shall
wake the dead. By the empty niche of
Joseph's mausoleum, by the rocks that
parted to let the Lord come through,
let our ideas of changing worlds be for
ever revolutionized. If what l have
been saying is true, how differently we
ought to think of our friends departed.
The body they have put off is only as
entering a hall lighted and resounding
with musical bands, you leave your hat
and cloak in the cloakroom. What
would a banqueter do if he had to car
Y tn ose encumbrances of apparel with
him into the brilliant reception? What
would your departed do with their
bodies if they had to be encum-
bered with them in the Kings draw
ing room? Gone into the light? Gone into
the music. Gone into the festivity!
Gone among kings and queens and con-
querors. 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 steps! Gone to
meet with Moses and hear him describe
the pile of black basalt that shook
when the law was given! Gone to meet
Paul and hear him tell how Felix
trembled, and how the ship went to