Footsteps of the Masterby Harriet Beecher Stowe
WHEN a city is closely besieged and many of its outworks destroyed, the defenders retreat to the citadel. In our day there is warm fighting about the outworks of Christianity. Many things are battered down that used to be thought indispensable to its defence. It is time to retreat to the citadel; and that citadel is
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WHEN a city is closely besieged and many of its outworks destroyed, the defenders retreat to the citadel. In our day there is warm fighting about the outworks of Christianity. Many things are battered down that used to be thought indispensable to its defence. It is time to retreat to the citadel; and that citadel is Christ
The old mediaeval symbol shown above is still more than ever good for our day. Jesus Christ of Nazareth is still our King, our Light, our Law, our Leader. These names comprise all that a human being needs in this transitory, perplexing and dangerous pilgrimage of life.
We are born to suffer. The very conditions of our mortal existence here imply suffering of the most terrible kind as a possibility, a probability or a certainty. We have affections absorbing our whole being which are hourly menaced by danger and by death-at any moment our sweetest joys may become sources only of bitterest remembrance.
We are born to perplexity. We stand amid the jar and conflict of a thousand natural laws, to us inexplicable, and which every hour threaten us in ourselves or those dearer than ourselves. We stand often in no less perplexity of moral law in ways where the path of duty and right is darkened and beset.
We are born to die. At the end of every possible road of life lies the dark River-the unknown future. If we cling to life, it is only to see it wither gradually in our hands, to see friends dropping from our side, places vacant at our fireside, infirmities and pains gathering about us, and a new generation with their impetuous energies rising around us to say, Why do you wait here? Why are you not gone?
And the Hereafter? What is it? Who will go with us into that future where no friend, however dear, can accompany the soul? What hand of power and love will take ours in the last darkness, when we have let go all others?
The dear old book which we call the Bible gives our answer to all this. It tells us of a Being so one with the great Author of nature and Source of all power that whoso hath seen him hath seen the Creator. It tells us that all things that we behold in our material world were made by him and for him: that it pleased the Father that in him should all fullness dwell, and that to him all things in heaven and on earth are made subject. It shows him to us from the beginning of time as constantly absorbed in the care and education of this world of ours. He has been the Desire of all nations-predicted, waited for, come at last!....
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- New York : J.B. Ford & Co.
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- Date of Birth:
- June 14, 1811
- Date of Death:
- July 1, 1896
- Place of Birth:
- Litchfield, Connecticut
- Place of Death:
- Hartford, Connecticut
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