THE LIGHT OF EASTER MORN.

New Zealand Tablet, 13 April 1922, Page 45

THE LIGHT OF EASTER MORN.

i “f* we su^er "’ith Him, we shall also rise with Him.” I That is the message of gladness, of reassurance to a suffer- ' ing world, on the blessed Easter Morn. We are not as those who are without hope. We know in whom we have trusted, that His ear is open to the cry of the distressed, that He is mighty to. save us. We are -His children, child- • ren in exile, but the children of His heart, and His home will one day be ours. For we are Christ’s, and' Christ is of God, and is God. - Life is a puzzle for which there is no answer in the

hearts of those who know not God and Jesus Christ Crucified. Light and shadow, but nights that are longer than days laughter and tears, but the laughter bears about it a hint of sorrow, and the tears are bitter; toil, suffering, strife, and effort, a moment of success and years of failure; a little love that in the end leaves the heart still longing, and love that can find no answering voice: and pain—that is life. But not the life that Christ Jesus won for us when after His sacrifice upon the Cross, He rose triumphant, as He had foretold, from the garden-tomb. The little span that men call life, the span so brief and frail which stretches from the cradle to the grave, is only life's beginning. Now wo are in a period of probation, dwellers in a city made by bands, a city that passes, but true citizens of the everlasting country into which we make our entry only through death's dark portal. Here we long for rest, but can never find it, and for the sating of a love that human hearts, frail tenants of a fleshly house, cannot sustain. What we now seek through love of God above all things, and through unselfish service of our fellows, which is truly love of them for the sake of Him who is the Father of all, we shall one day find in their perfection. Until our Easter dawns we can but hide the time, not in idleness nor in repining but in work; not in despair but in firm hope; in watching and in prayer and in service, until the night is gone, and the glorified Wounds of Christ Jesus who for our redemption was hanged upon the Tree, illumine the way for us into Paradise. — America.