Death is but a passage. It is not a house, it is only a vestibule. The grave has a door on its inner side.
Alexander MaclarenRead
Did any of you, parents, ever hear your child wake from sleep with some panic fear and shriek the mother's name through the darkness? Was not that a more powerful appeal than all words? And, depend upon it, that the soul which cries aloud on God, "the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ," though it have "no language but a cry," will never call in vain.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the deep emotional connection between a child and a parent, highlighting how raw, instinctive cries can surpass spoken words.
In this quote, Alexander Maclaren reflects on the primal nature of a child's cry for their mother in moments of fear, emphasizing that such an emotional appeal is more poignant than any articulate expression. He parallels this with the human relationship with God, suggesting that even those who can only cry out in desperation will be heard and responded to, illustrating the profound bond between humanity and the divine.
In practice
In a sermon discussing the power of prayer during difficult times.
Death is but a passage. It is not a house, it is only a vestibule. The grave has a door on its inner side.
Do not let the empty cup be your first teacher of the blessings you had when it was full. Do not let a bard place here and there in the bed destroy your rest. Seek, as a plain duty, to cultivate a buoyant, joyous sense of the crowded kindnesses of God in your daily life.
Every life has dark tracts and long stretches of somber tint, and no representation is true to fact which dips its pencil only in light, and flings no shadows on the canvas.
In making our decisions, we must use the brains that God has given us. But we must also use our hearts which He also gave us. A man who has not learned to say, No -who is not resolved that he will take God's way, in spite of every dog that can bay or bark at him, in spite of every silvery choice that woos him aside-will be a weak and a wretched man till he dies.
If you would win the world, melt it, do not hammer it.
We are snared into doing things for which we get called names, and things for which we get hanged, and yet the spirit may well survive - survive the condemnations, survive the halter, by Jove! And there are things - they look small enough sometimes too - by which some of us are totally and completely undone.
And after your death, when most of you for the first time realize what life here is all about, you will begin to see that your life here is almost nothing but the sum total of every choice you have made during every moment of your life. Your thoughts, which you are responsible for, are as real as your deeds. You will begin to realize that every word and every deed affects your life and has also touched thousands of lives.
When you realize the value of all life, you dwell on what is past and concentrate more on the preservation of the future.
However much you feed a wolf, it always looks to the forest. We are all wolves of the dense forest of Eternity.
Government acquisition of food supplies in time of war is no less important than conscription. Equity is the fundamental principle applicable to both these essential phases of war administration.
And so was Luria, whose words now came back to me: ‘A man does not consist of memory alone. He has feeling, will, sensibility, moral being ... It is here ... you may touch him, and see a profound change.’ Memory, mental activity, mind alone, could not hold him; but moral attention and action could hold him completely.
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