The Imperishable Cross
Matthew Arnold had a brother-in-law, Mr. Cropper, who lived in Liverpool, and attended Sefton Park Church, where Dr. John Watson (“Ian Maclaren”) ministered. Visiting Mr. Cropper, Mr. Arnold accompanied him to church on Sunday morning, which proved to be Arnold’s last Sunday on earth. Dr. Watson preached on “The Shadow of the Cross”; and the congregation afterward sang the familiar hymn, “When I survey the wonderous cross.” At lunch that day Mr. Arnold referred to an illustration which the preacher had drawn from the Riviera earthquake. “In one village,”said Dr. Watson, “the huge crucifix above the altar, with a part of the chancel, remained unshaken amid the ruins, and round the cross the people sheltered.” “Yes,” remarked Arnold in speaking of this, “the cross remains, and in speaking of this, “the cross remains, and in the straits of the soul makes its ancient appeal.”
It is said that two famous enemies of Christianity were once talking together of a plan for the reconstruction of religion. They believed only in the enjoyment of the life that now is. They talked of the building of the temple which would express the religious impulse and yet lay stress on the glory of the life that now is. And after they had talked of marvelous music, forever in the major key, they admitted that something was lacking in their scheme. “I know what it is,” finally declared one. “It is that hymn, ‘O Sacred Head Now Wounded.’ Without that there is a fatal lack of beauty and of power.” And this goes down pretty far toward the center. The compelling beauty of Christianity is in its doctrine of self-sacrifice. The cross sets the Christian teaching on high.– Francis J. McConnell.
Apparently some people are ignorant, and others have forgotten, that we have no sense that is capable of discriminating between high and low speed, or even between motion and rest, except by noting the usual accompaniments of motion, such as the apparent movement of surrounding objects, the resistance of the atmosphere, or the jolting due to obstacles in the path. If our surroundings move with us and the motion is smooth, our methods of detecting it fail. Thus, we can not feel the great velocity with which the earth is moving through space. In like manner, a train on a rough road seems to be going faster at forty miles an hour than one on a smooth road at sixty. The sensations of high-speed travel depend largely, therefore, on the conditions of that travel.
In the same way our moral progress can only be measured by the obstacles we meet and overcome.
A Risen Christ Victorious
“What a brilliant dream that was of Napoleon’s!” He expected to find a St. Jean D’Acre the treasure of the Pasha and arms for 3000,000 men. He then intended to raise and arm Syria, already waiting for the movement. He would then advance upon Damascus and Aleppo, recruit from a discontented country, arrive at Constantinople with his vast army, overturn the Sublime Porte, found a splendid Oriental empire, unsurpassed for magnificence, “fix his position with posterity,” and come back to Paris, through Vienna, dragging a subjugated Austria in triumph at his chariot wheels.” But Waterloo and St. Helena shattered his dream. Death made absolutely impossible what imprisonment made improbable. But arrest, imprisonment, scourging, crucifixion, death, cannot stop the victorious progress of the King, eternal, immortal, invisible. The glorious prediction made centuries before His advent in the world shall yet find its full and final accomplishment. “He shall see of the travail of His soul and be satisfied.” “He shall have dominion from sea to sea, and from the rivers to the end of the earth.” “Ye, all kings shall fall down before him. All nations shall serve Him.” by Bishop Fallows
Easter by Irvine Innes.
That Jesus lived, that Jesus died,
The ancient stories tell;
With words of wisdom, love, and truth,
That he could speak so well;
And all so great his work for man,
I hail him, brave and free,
The highest of heroic souls
Who lived and dies for me.
That Jesus rose, that Jesus reigns,
The hearts that love him know;
They feel Him guide and strengthen them,
As on through life they go.
Rejoicing in His leadership,
The heavenward way I see,
And shall not stray if I can say,
He rose and reigns in me.