El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-12-13

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! gOers. Time has modified their once
! beligenernt spirit. Many, If not all, of
! our leading scientific men are rever-
I emily standing within the magnificent
! temple of faith These noted and
/ scholarly individuals, with tEOughtful
mien gaze upon the tiny atom, an
! "electron" now, and assure US that
/ there is no dead matter" but that the
smallest imaginable part of matter
/ thrills with life" energy" and they
say, perhaps. after all, the power wor-
! shipped by religiOnists as God is back
! of this atom life
Indeed, the following deliverance OF
] a well known scientist sounds more
| like an Outburst of illumination from
/ some Theological school: "a God whom
. we may approach in some far of to-
morrow is to give way to God in
| whose bosom we rest, the presence OF
whose love and life we daily and hour
| " feel. God-the ultimate fact and
! spirit, the sure foundation on which all
| things rest; this is the thought of the
goth century, into which we OF the
18th, are just beginning to enter"
Also, listen to what one of the really
great men of our day (an inventor)
says: "One need but take up the study
of chemistry and note the precision
and nicely with which certain elements
combine, thereby showing the affinity
existing between them, to decide that
there is a thoroughly competent en-
gineer running the universe
Worse Than Folly to Deny.
It is worse than folly to deny a BEN
eficent being, all loving, wise and
powerful, who. as our Bible affirms,
created man a spirit" in his image
and likeness; nor can we escape the
conclusion that earth life, varied. kali
| eidOscopic, checkered with good anC
evil, a brief span of years, at most Il
not all, not our end. Rather, death be-
comes a gateway through which God
children pass into a wider, grander,
more glorious field of conquest, and
joy ineffable.
What more important then, at the
outset of our journey, than to remem-
Der our creatOr2 How remember!
Give soul-the true man-through
Christ into the keeping of divinity, and
worship in spirit and in truth. Be
come useful, live members OF tht
church.
The gentle man of GaIilee, God mar
that he was, once read doubt In his
disciples souls, and with loving hand
drew aside the curtain obscuring fu-
ture, and with accents melodiOus, enun-
ciated a glorious fate for those who
trusted him
In my fathers house are many man
sions. o.. 1 go to prepare a place for
you. And if 1 go and prepare
place for you, I will come again and
receive you to myself, that where am,
there ye may be also"
Shall we not with all confidence ana
trust believe that these many man
siOns" are intended for occupancy by
faithful disciples, the whole world
over, from every tribe, kindred. denom-
nation?
A Glimpse backwards
Peer with me, in Imagination. nearly
1000 years ago, into a Roman dungeon,
below the level OF the historic T1bers
Behold an aged prisoner there by the
orders of that infamous Nero, who a.
said to have fiddled while the eternal
city" was being consumed by flame.
It is the aged apostle TO the Gentle
world, Paul, who languishes here with
CHASTITY prison pallor' on his PAIN
drawn face. He moves across the
stone floor and clGnling chains affixed
to his emaciated body give forth their
metal laughter. He sinks, with
grOan, upon an iron bed and buries his
face in trembling hands; and then, into
a dream of the past he falls.
In youth once more, full OF Vlgor
and enthusiasm, he is en- route to Da-
mascus, to put to death those, Of his
brethren, differing with him religious
y. A realistic dream. indeed. for
human voice is speaking Who-whal
is it, He awakes, beholding the one
he loves, Christ; darkness is trans
formed into day. The lips of his visitor
continue and he catches, With thee
Paul, until the end" The vision fades,
Paul IS again alone
A short while later. to one of his
epistles, he added these words, I have
AOuE NJ E0Ou liz NJ i nave Kept LlAG
faith, have finished my COuI Sc And,
just a short while after, came martyr
dom. Ought we not then to endeavor,
as did this great disciple and message
bearer, to fight valiantly, keeping the
faith?
As gladiators. in times arena, there
fore, let US contest herOically for right
never STOPPING to dishonest methods 20
attain success.
And I think. if God were to send u
a message today it might DE. 7 expect
all my children. in life conflict to dc
their duty. Only, ours is a bloOdless
battle against sin, none the less
battle to try our souls.
Cannot Ignore the Personal Equation
We cannot safely ignore what may
be termed the personal equation IN
our spiritual future, any more than We
dare eliminate personal responsibility
in professional, business or social life
Consider o.. That we did not create
self; % that specific purpose was
held by the creative power in launch
ing us on the sea of life; ~ and that
unaided, it is impossible for US to &C
cOmplish that purpose.
BY way if illustration, suppose God
created us-in time-tO explore the
Solar system and tabulate results. and,
also, in eternity, to perform some use
ful functions. All is mystery. vast and
deep, as we survey the field. Our
studies, in the primary grade, prove
that we create nothing ourselves, only
discovering directed by teacher, prin-
ciples and laws already created,
formed. Arithmetic, algebra. geometry,
the higher mathematics, chemistry. ge-
ology, astronOmy-all point to a higher
mind than Oursi
TayIOr's Tribute to Education.
In regard to education as usually
considered, I quote from the deceased
ex-governor. Robert l.. Taylor; Il
walked with GibbOn and Hume through
the sOmber halls OF the past and caught
visions of the glory of those classic
republics and empires that flOurished
4ong ago, and whose very dust is still
eloquent with the story of departed
greatness. The spirit of genius fingers
there still like the fragrance of roses
faded and gone.
Il thought I heard the harn of Pin
dar, and the impassioned song Of dark
eyed Sappho. 1 thought I heard the
lofty epic of the blind Homer. rushing
on the red tide of battle, and the divine
Plato discoursing like an oracle in his
academic shades.
THE canvas spoke and the marble
breathed when Apelles painted and
Phidias carved.
q stood with Michel Angelo and be-
held him chisel his dreams from the
marble.
Il saw Raphael spread his visions Of
beauty in immortal colors.
Il sat under the spell of Paganini's
power. The flow of his melody turned
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