The daily sentinel., 1903-05-25

Mainly / think it is because the mir
age in sins desert seems SO real and
so inviting that we are prone to think
the grey beard guide who would keep
us from following it would rob us of
comfort by keeping us upon the sandy
trail when we are hungry and thirsty.
We are all children, some of larger
growth and the Fathers way seems
narrow because of our inexperience.
Why shouldn't the pretty light be
given us to play with? Why should
we be confined by school room walls
or tie to chores and errands for the
futures sake when skating pond and
swimming hole are Offering us heaven
now and here?
If there is forbidden fruit in all
Gods garden it is because the fruit is
bitter If there is single forbidden
pleasure to any of God S children it is
because that pleasure bats the hook
of pain. There is no lasting joy or
pleasure or largeness that God does
ing and enjoyment bids you conserve
your every power.
When Christ bids you deny your
self" or take up your cross it is
always for the 10y that is set before
you. - and the denial and cross bear
ing is as it is viewed from the lower
side. 1.-The corn of wheat is planted"
and dies for the more abundant har-
vest which is to follow. The tadpole
is to deny its Rills that it may take
on lungs. The savage is to deny his
wigwam that he may possess a man
sion. He must despise the things of
his present world ere he can enter the
kingdom of higher life. Spiritual
things are spiritually discerned. J"
From above we can see the largeness
resulting from what in childhood
seemed to be cramping and making
smaller. 1t is hard to persuade the
journeying prodigal that the life in
the far country. which looks so large
with friends and smiles and hopes and
fair faces and beckoning beauty, can
and meal of husks. At the limit
both Dives and Lazarus agree-the
prodigal who has come to himself and
the disciple who has denied himself.
You may question the travellers at the
end of either the broad or narrow way
and their answers will agree their
advice to you will be the same. though
one will answer because he is salts
fied-the other because he regrets.
'That they might have life. -
"Well, what is life?'' We all think
we know but the que ition is not easy
to answer. Upon this, l think we
will agree, that life is IL thing of de-
grees, s,-that that which gives it value
is breadth of comprehension and cor
respondence The record of the past
tinually expanding life. "A process of
becoming more alive. The amoeba
has life, but how little of it. The
angleworm has more life yet how in
significant even its life is. Aud SO on
through fish and reptile and bird and
mammal to the monkey, the savage.
the semi i-civilized. Ito each in the
ascending scale, life means more and
consi ats of more. The average boy
of ten experiences larger life than
the savage at maturity. possesses "A
larger life. AT its lowest state life
has but one dim dull sense of satisfac-
tion-from nourishment-n pain. A
little higher up and life consists of
three sensations. As nerves are de
veloped sensations multiply. When
che brain appears, the development of
the emotions add to lifes value both
in the number and intensity of pleas
urable and painful sensations. But
life was cramped and small until man
with mind and soul appeared upon
the scene. We said that life was a
thing of degrees We can estimate
the degree of life more accurately,
perhaps. il we go back to the savage
and observe the many things which
make up our lives today to which he
is entirely dead. Dead to the world
of art, literature, science. dead to
the world of sympathy, compassion,
and love in its truest sense. Beauty
is in earth and sea and sky but he is