The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-04-05

your homes? In the hollow Of staff
q Greek missionary brought from China
to Europe the progenitors of those
worms that now supply the silk mar
kets of many nations. The pageantry
of hammered host and the luxurious
articles of commercial emporium blaz-
ing out from the silkworms. And who
shall be surprised II out of this insig-
nificant earthly body, this Insignificant
earthly life, our bodies unfold into
something worthy of the coming eter-
mites? Put silver into diluted inter.
and II dissolves. Is the silver gone
forever? No. Put In some pieces OF
copper, and the silver reappears. If
one force dissolves. another force or
ganizes.
"Why should II be thought a thing
incredible with you that God should
raise the dead?" The insects few and
the worms crawled last autumn fee
bier and feebler and then stopped.
They have taken no food. They want
none. They lie dormant and insensi-
the resurrection trumpet, and the air
and the earth will be full of them. Do
you not think that God can do as much
for our bodies as He does for the wasps
and the spiders and the snails? This
morning at half-past four o'clock there
was resurrection. Out of the night
the day. In a few weeks there will be-
a resurrection in all our gardens. Why
not some day a resurrection amid the
graves?
1 called at my friends house one
summer day. 1 found the yard all piled
up with the rubbish of carpenters and
mason's work. The door was of.
The plumbers had torn up the floor.
The roof was being lifted in cupola.
All the pictures were gone, and the
paper hangers were doing their work.
All the modern improvements were be-
ing introduced into that dwelling.
There was not room in the house fit
to live in at that time, although q
month before when visited that house
everything was SO beautiful i could
not have suggested an improvement.
My friend had gone with his family
to the Holy Land, expecting to come
back ut the end of six months, when
the building was to be done. And, oh.
what was his joy when at the end OF
six months he returned and found the
old house had been enlarged and i'm
proved and glorified. That is your
body. 1t looks well now-all the rooms
filed with health, and we could hard
ly make suggestion. But after awhile
your soul will go to the Holy Land.
and while you are gone the old house
of your tabernacle will be entirely re-
constructed from cellar to attic. and
every nerve, muscle and bone and tis-
sue and artery must be hauled over.
and the old structure will be FURNISHED
and adorned and raised and cupolaed
and enlarged, and all the improve
ments of Heaven introduced, and you
will move into 1t on resurrection day.
"For we know that II our earthly house
of this tabernacle were dissolved We
have a building of God, house not
made with hands, eternal in the heav-
ems" Oh, what day when body and
soul meet again! They are very fond
of each other. Did your body ever have
pain and your soul not pity 1t, or your
body have Joy and your soul not re-
echo it, or, changing the question, did
your soul ever have any trouble and
your body not sympathize with it,
growing wan and weak under the de-
pressing influences? Or did your soul
ever have n gladness but your body
celebrated it with kindled eye and
cheek and elastic step? Surely God
never intended two such good friends
to be very long separated.
And so when the worlds last Easter
morning shall come the soul will de-
scend, crying: where is my body?"
And the body will ascend, saying:
"Where is my soul?" And the Lord OF
the resurrection will bring them to-
gether, and it will be perfect soul in
a perfect body, introduced by perfect
Christ into perfect Heaven. Victoryi
Do you wonder that on Easter day we
swathe our churches with garlands?
Do you wonder we celebrate it with
| the most consecrated voice of song
| that we can invite, with the deftest
fingers on organ and cornet and with
doxologies that beat these arches with
the pillows of sound as the sea smites
the basalt at, Giants Causeway? Only
the bad disapprove of the resurrec-
ton. A cruel heather warrior heard
Mr.. Moffatt, the missionary, preach
about the resurrection, and he said to
the missionary: "Will my father rise
in the last day?" "Yes," SAID the mis-
sionary. "Will oil the dead in battle
rise?" said the cruel chieftain. "Yes,"
said the missionary. Then said the
warrior: "Let me hear no more about
the resurrection. There can be no res
urrection; there shall be no resurrec.
ton. have slain, thousands in battle.
Will they rise?" All, there will be
more to rise on that day than those
whose crimes have never been repent
ed of will want to see! But for all
others who allowed Christ to be their
pardon and their life and their resur-
rection 1t will be day of victory.
The thunder of the last day will be
the salvo that greets you into harbor.
The lightnings will be only the torches
of triumphal procession marching
down to escort you home. The burning
worlds flashing through immensely
will be the rockets celebrating your
tion on thrones where Won will