Death is a solemn visitor, and fills our hearts with sadness. Although
we know he is a messenger from God to summon our loved ones from the troubled cares of
this world to a life of peace and rest, that he has sent to all the myriads who have gone
before, and will soon come to us with all that is promised in the Great Light of Truth yet
he is unwelcome.
Solemn because irrevocable is the reality of the lesson taught by the
Scythe of Time, which cuts the brittle thread of life and launches us into eternity. We
are sad because one so near and dear to us by fraternal ties is gone.
The wise and beneficent Author of nature intended, by the endowment of
our senses and sympathies, that we should be social creatures enjoying the society and
friendship of one another. It is the breaking of these ties, the loss of companionship and
the sudden ending of all association with our departed brother, that plunges us into woe
and regret. |
