St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1902-05-10

a resurrection in all our gardens. Why
not some day resurrection amid the
graves?
Ever and anon there are instances of
men and women entranced. A trance
is death followed by resurrection after
a few days; total suspension of mental
power and voluntary action. Rev. VIII
liam Tennent. great evangelist of the
last generation, of whom DR.. Archi.
bald Alexander, man far from being
sentimental, wrote in most eulogistic
terms-Rev. William Tennent seemed
to die. His spirit apparently left the
body. People came in day after day
and said: "He is dead, he is dead.'
But the soul that fled returned, and
Will Tennent lived to write what he
had seen while his soul was gone.
1t may be found some time that what
is called suspended animati or coma
tose state is brief death, giving the soul
an excursion into the next world, from
which it comes back, furlough of a
few hours granted from the conflict of
life to which it must return. Do not
this waking up of men from trance and
this waking up of insects from winter
lifelessness and this waking up of
grains buried 5000 years ago make it
easier for you to believe that your body
and mine after the vacation of the
grave shall rouse and rally, though
there be 5000 years between our last
breath and the sounding of the arch
angelic reveille? Psychologists tell US
that while the most of our bodies are
built with such wonderful economy
that we can spare nothing, and the loss
of a finger is Underwent, and the in
jury of a toe joint makes us lame, still
that we have two or three useless phys
ical apparatuses, and no anatomist or
psychologist has ever been able to tell
what they are good for. They may be
the foundation of the resurrection
body, worth nothing to US in this state
to be indispensably valuable in the
next state. The Jewish rabbis and the
scientists of our day have found out
that there are two or three superfu-
tiles of body that are something glo-
riously suggestive of another state.
I called at my friends house one
summer day. found the yard all piled
up with the rubbish of carpenters and
mason's work. The door was off.
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 a room in the house fit
to live in at that time, although
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 at 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 inn
proved and glorifed. That is your
body. It looks well now-all the rooms
filled with health, and we could hard
ly make a 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-
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 it on resurrection day.
For we know that if our earthly house
of this tabernacle were dissolved We
have 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
a pain and your soul not pity it, 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 do |
pressing influences? Or did your soul
ever have gladness but your body |
celebrated it with indled 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
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-
ro<hor md - will he q r,or<ao% eOr1 -
. perfect body, introduced by perfect
Christ into perfect Heaven. Victory!
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
aoxologies that beat these arches with
he pillows of sound as the sea smites
he basalt at Giants Causeway? Only
he bad disapprove of the resurrec-
ion. A cruel heather warrior heard
Mr.. Moffatt, the missionary, preach
about the resurrection, and he said to
he missionary: evil my father rise
n the last day?" "Yes," sale the mis-
;ionary. "Will all the dead in battle
'ise?" said the cruel chieftain. EYES,"
said the missionary. Then said the
''Let me hear no more about
he resurrection. There can be no res
lrrection; there shall be no resurrec-
ion. I 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
d of will want to see! But for all
,thers who allowed Christ to be their
ardon and their life and their resur-
ection it will be day of victory.
The thunder of the last day will be