The Topeka state journal., 1922-05-06

quiet joy and content she said, Some
body has put bridges for us all the
way" Someone has put bridge for
us across the river Death and over it
we and our loved ones can go unfear-
ing to the land of endless day.
AS we think of the sweet womanly
| life that has gone from us and from
this home, let US not think too much
of the night of sickness which closed
it. Though those hours and days
seemed long to us because we meas
ured them by our sympathy, yet meas
ured by, the eternal span of life which
is hers|aAd ours they were but as a
| moment. Already that moment of
| sickness and Pain is swallowed up in
| the endless glory of heaven. Looking
back from the eternitieS the period
of her illness here will seem to her
brief as a, single tick of the clock.
Past the days of sickness. let US
send out thoughts back to those glad
well days when for her life was a
song. What a useful, helpful, varied
life was Mrs. MacLennan's! Many in
the city will remember her as a bril-
liant woman with many accomplish
ments. Music lovers recall the days
when her musical talent made her a
leader in musical circles, and her
home a gathering place for musi-
clans. Her gracious friendliness gave
her social prominence, and many
guests from abroad and many Topeka
friends recall today her cordial hos
plIanty. 10F service III In9 CnurCn
was unoStentatious, but it was always
faithful To pastor who has long,
long memories there comes back to-
day the recollection of that time when
a double grief came upon Mrs Mac
Lehman and within a few hours her
mother and sister were called home.
In this house I conducted the services
for that double funeral Through all
those testing days her faith held
sweet and pure as a little child's. No
nrd nf nY- Of nee
did I hear fall from her lips in that
hour which would have caused the
faith of many to stagger. Surely she
who trusted Gods loving intent in that
hour. would want US to trust it in this
hour.
But Mrs MacLennan was first of
all and back of all a noble wife ana
mother. She was a home-maker-
that type of woman who is Gods
crowning blessing to the world The
words of the Bible in description of
the ideal woman comes to our minds
unbidden as we think of her: Her
children rise up and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praiseth
her"
The love she so freely lavished upon
home and its loved ones came back
to her in wonderful tenderness of min
istry in these last years of sickness.
1t has been the common comment or
friends and neighbors. "She is very
tenderly cared for" The ninistering
hands of physician, nurse, husband
and daughter soothed the days of ILL
ness with that most healing of all
ointments. the ointment of love.
And now the night of sickness is
past and she has passed to that city of
which the record reads, There shall |
be no night there" Dare we grieve
rebelliously that this is so? Emily |
Dickinson says, Death Is the porter |
of my Fathers lodge the hired man |
to let down the bars for the tired
sheep to enter into His fold" Tired !
sheep. I wonder il she did not long |
as g. tired sheep for the home rest, |
the safety, of the Fathers house.
Once a little girl grew sleepy as |
night came on, but refused stuhbornly |
to go to bed because she was afraid !
to be put to bed alone. and in the |
dark At length in sheer weariness |
she fell asleep in her mothers arms |
She knew nothing OF what happened |
until the next morning she wakened /
in her little bed, her mother standing |
beside her, the sunlight pouring into
the room and the birds singing. Like /
that, friends, they that fall asleep in !
the arms of Jesus know no gloom of /
the grave, but only the joyous waking /
in the light Of the heavenly home with /
Christ beside them and friends about /
them. Upon that lighted home the !
darkness shall never more descend, |
for there shall be no more night /
there. May these words from the
Holy Scriptures echo and re-echo in /
your hearts during the days that shall l
follow this, and that they may COM
fort your hurt: There shall be no /
night there