So he
must find a way of disembodying and of attachment to some force swift
as lightning, of which there are plenty in the spaces when the world
has ceased to be a world. It is all provided for by death.
Man has an instinct for knowledge not gratified nor gratifiable in the
present narrow bounds that hedge him in like walls of hewn stone. A
thousand questions he cannot solve about himself, his relations to
others and to the world about him, beset him here. There he shall know
even as he is known by perfect intelligence.
Here he has an instinct for love that is unsunderable. But the wails
of separation have filled the air since Eve shrieked over Abel.
Husbands and fathers are ever crying:
Immortal? I feel it and know it.
Who doubts of such as she?
But that's the pang's very essence,
Immortal away from me.
But there, in finer realms, shall be a knitting of severed friendships
up to be sundered no more forever.
Specially has man sought in this stage of being to know God. Job, in
his pain and loss, assailed by the cruel rebukes of his friends and
desolate by the desertion of his wife, says, "O that I knew where I
might find him." David cries out while his tears are flowing day and
night, "As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul
after thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when
shall I come and appear before God?" Moses, in the broadest of
visions, material, historic, prophetic, says to God, "Show me thy
glory.
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