Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1898-04-25

ness, from hanging gardens toward leo.
bergs. And one would not be very much
surprised if spirit of God sent forth
from heaven toward our world should
be slow to come. But how strange it is
that we dread going out toward that
world when going is from December to.
ward June, from the snow of earthly
storm to the snow Of Edenic blossom,
from the arctics of trouble toward the
tropics of eternal JOY.
Oh, what an ado about dying! We
get so attached to the malarial marsh
in which we live that we are afraid to
go up and live on the hilltop. We are
alarmed because vacation is coming.
Eternal sunlight and best programme
of celestial MINISTRIES and halleluiah no
inducement Let us stay here and keep
cold and ignorant and weak. Do not in
troduce us to Elijah and John Milton
and Bourdaloue. Keep our feet on the
sharp cobblestones of earth instead of
planting them on the bank of amaranth
in heaven. Give us this small island of
leprous world instead of the immen-
sites of splendor and delight. Keep our
hands full of nettles, and our shoulder
under the burden, and our neck in the
yoke, and hopples on our ankles, and
handouts on our wrists. "Dear Lord, -
we seem to say, keep us down here
where we have to suffer instead of let
ting US up where we might live and
reign and rejoice. -
Death Is True Life.
am amazed at myself and at your
self for this infatuation under which
we all rest. Men you would suppose
would get frightened at having to stay
in this world instead of getting fright
ened at having to go toward heaven. I
congratulate anybody who has a right
to die. By that I mean through sickness
you cannot avert or through accident
you cannot avoid-your work consum-
mated. where did they bury Lily?"
said one little child to another. "Oh,'
she replied, "they buried her in the
ground "What In the cold ground?"
"Oh, no, no, not in the cold ground,
but in the warm ground, where ugly
seeds become beautiful flowers. .
"But, >" says some one, sit pains me
so much to think that 1 must lose the
body with which my soul has SO long
companioned. You do not lose it. You
no more lose your body by death than
you lose your watch when you send it
to have it repaired or your jewel when
you send it to have it reset or the faded
picture when you send it to have it
touched up or the photograph of a friend
when you have it put in a new locket.
You do not lose your body. Paul will
go to Rome to get his, Payson will go
to Portland to get his, President Ed
wards will go to Princeton to get his,
George Goodman will go to the bottom
of the Atlantic to get his, and we will
go to the village churchyards and the
city cemeteries to get ours, and when
we have our perfect spirit rejoined to
our perfect body, then we will be the
kind of men and women that the resur
rection morning will make possible.
So you see you have not made out any
doleful story yet. What have you pl.oved
about death? What is the case you nave
made out? You have made out just this
that death allows us to have perfect
body, free of all aches united forever
with perfect soul free from all sin.
Correct your theology. What does it all
mean? Why, it means that moving day
is coming, and that you are going to
quit cramped apartments and be man.
stoned forever. The horse that stands
at the gate will not be the one lathered
and despatched, carrying bad news, but
it will be the horse that st. John saw
in Apocalyptic vision-the white horse
on which the King comes to the ban
quet The ground around the palace
will quake with the tires and hoofs of
celestial equipage, and those Christians
who in this world lost their friends and
lost their property and lost their health |
and lost their life will find out that |
God was always kind and that all |
things worked together for their good |
and that those were the wisest people |
on earth who made the best of every
thing. See you not now the bright light |
Lo NJ &C.