Delaware City press. (Delaware City, Del.) 1913-19??, 1913-02-28
REVEALS HIS GLORY
FACE OF JESUS CHRIST SPEAKS
DIRECTLY TO THE HEART OF
MAN IN ALL SITUATIONS.

R 4 is said that one day as the poet
Tennyson with a friend stopped
n to look at some pictures in win
dow on the Strand, the friend,
knowing Tennyson's admiration for
Dante, asked him what there was in
Dante's face that was lacking in
Goethe's. The answer was instan-
taneous; "The divine"
So the face of Jesus Christ speaks
directly to the heart of man every
where-to PLATE at the trial, moved
and awed by the wondrous personality
before him, to the poet, to the artist, to
the toiler, to the very heather bound in
caste and pantheism and depravity,
till, catching the light from the face Of
Jesus. he is constrained. as he seeks
to defend Hinduism, to speak in rever-
ence and awe of that great Christ"
How wonderful is sunlight, the
glory Of the natural world. Niagara
has not beauty in the dark, but the
sun makes its iridescent beauty the
praise of all beholders.
How splendid is the light of intel
lect. How like the sun shines
Shakespeare, Goethe, Plato.
But matchless In glory and perfect
in beauty is the light of love-beaming
in mothers face, cleaning from
martyrs eye. shining from the ever
radiant face of Jesus Christ
Eternal LoveIieht.
God pours his lovelight upon the
world from the face of Jesus Christ
He, the man Christ Jesus, is the me-
diator, the conductor of the lovelight
from the heart of the Eternal to this
poor dark world. The heart of mankind,
lost and fearful as the babes in the
wood, trembling and shuddering in the
cold and dark, is ever praying with
Newman: Lead, kindly Light, amid
the encircling gloom" and God Is
ever answering through the face of
Jesus Christ, the Light of the world.
No man could endure to see God d.
rectly, any more than one could gaze
at the blazing sun without eyelids. God
must be revealed, therefore, through
medium. There shall no man look
upon my face and live" The universe
reveals him indeed, but 1t wells him.
too. In Jesus Christ God reveals his
glory tempered to our human face.
Mans heart hungers for something In
God akin to itself, something OF
our own weakness, something ap.
proachable and endurable. &
The world is not satisfied with less
than God; It must have the best As
Augustine cried: Thigh hast made us
for thyself, and ourfheart is restless
till 1t rest in theS" Cold intellec-
tualism, or mammSnism with its ease
and luxury, can fonly go SO far. So
the ancient world found at the pin
nacie Of its splendor and It's wanton-
.neea. - ---s-y - : ~
Men must find God ere their hearts
have peace. And we find him In the
face Of Jesus Christ, with his great
warm pity and undying love. A love
that indeed illumines the intellect and
throughout Christendom shines deeper
than the brain. God hath shined In
our hearts," True religion reaches
the affections. 1t is the holy fame
upon the altar of the heart that lights
the brain of Christendom.
Glory of God Everywhere.
See the glory of God in the baby
face in Bethlehem's manger, with the
magi and the shepherds bending near;
more glory than in all the purple and
gold and the tread of armies and the
fanfare Of pride at an imperial coro-
nation. 1t was the glory of lowliness
| which is the uttermost glory of God
himself. So the angels, familiar with
the humbleness of the great God al
mighty, saw his image and the bright
ness Of his glory in Bethlehem, and a
multitude of the armies of heaven
came to celebrate II in the ears of the
lowly, while the proud and the rich
we're deaf to the resounding heavens.
In nature are revealed the q ual
power and divinity of the Godheas 1T
love is concealed or but dimly 81
The God Of nature roars in the peal
ing of the thunder and the bowling of
the storm and the raging of the sea.
He smiles in the lightning's flash, and
shrivels the verdure of earth with the
flaming sun or the scorching wind.
| Men fear and dread this awful God.
The heather stand in awe of him and
seek to appease him. It is only in the
gospel. in the face of Jesus Christ,
that we learn that-"Love rides upon
the stormy sky-not wrath nor chance
nor destiny-and death must yield to
love"