San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1896-04-05
EASTER RESURRECTION.

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World" devotes to commemora-
ton of the rising from the dead
of it's Savior, the Nazarene philo-
sopher, whom the Jews had been
SO determined to put to death that
they prevailed on Plate, against
his better judgment, to sentence
him to death. This restricted
view Of Easter is relegated to the
churches, with their Easter lilies
and their Easter anthems, and
their Easter sermons, and their
Easter commemorations of all
kinds. There is nothing more
beautiful in all the commemora-
tive services of the Christian world
than this Easter memorial. 1t
types the highest on earth, not
forgetting the peace and good
will to men of the advent, for it
types the resurrection, the lifting
up into stronger, fuller, better,
fresher and more fragrant life.
This is Natures Easter day no
less than that of the church. Go
out into the woods, sit down under
the overarching foliage, beside the
margin OF some messy stream.
open your ears to the voices OF the
wood, rejoicing in their promise OF
pure freshness and fragrance and
foliage. Open your eyes to see the
expanding Of bud and blossom on
the wildwood vines, and their
swelling exultation, in the larger
unfolding of all that is within their
Bursting bosoms. Open your NOS
trils to draw in the perfume OF
leaf and bud and flower. Lay your
ear near to the bosom of the old
mother as you recline on her
grassy breast. You will hear her
Whisper of the deepest things in the
heart of man and of still deeper
things in TIE heat OF God. Ma
sake speakkss to us resurrection,
of Mst&.
Sit still, still, silent, motionless,
almost breathless there in your
leafy retreat. The animal life of
the wood no less than its vegetable
life has it's Easter. The birds are
rising up in their spring time glad
ness singing their Easter songs,
as they shyly fit to an fro in the
shadows, nesting. The wood doves,
as they COO their plaintive notes
in the branches have their Easter
time, and not all mournful is the
soft plant OF their modesty. Love
enters their heart, and for their
mates and the little brood in the
thicket there is Easter gladness
in their hearts. Even the little
wood-mice and the sly denizens
of brake and bramble and leaf COW
cred mound, all are partakers Of
this Easter gladness and to them
IL is a time of Resurrection into new
enjoyment.
Youth has its Easter. This is
the time Of all others when the
heart of youth swelling into new
promise of growth, under the
genial spring time Of earth
and Of life, fronts its destiny
and feels through every pulse
of its being the resurrection power
OF all its possibilities. Then 1t is
that the divine madness that the
poets call ''love" RACES at it's
height, bringing with it all the
ambition of the mind and moral
nature to face the best in being,
and grow grandly to manhood
This is the divine inspiration.
The true resurrection. Ths<man
who has been stirred to THIS rails
ing up in his nature by ne move
ment of his life to- fhe side OF
some dear one, has enl pred upon
new life. He has left is old be-
hind him in the grave his past
and has reached his Easter, his
ascension morn.
Middle and Old age a yell have
their Easter. The sters2us
nzkhat moves in z
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