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Greater Things Than These

Greater Things Than These

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Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me,
the works that I do shall he do also. — St. John xiv., 12.

Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me,
the works that I do shall he do also. — St. John xiv., 12.

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Published by: GLENN DALE PEASE on Mar 02, 2014
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Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also. — St. John xiv., 12.

THESE words are like a chime of bells pealing forth the triumphal song of perfected humanity, the humanity that is to be when we get near enough to Christ to touch the hem of His garment. Or they are like the prophecy of some great seer whose eyes penetrate the future, and who tells us of the things which will be within reach when we slough off this inordinate greed for material gain and begin to explore the realm of the spiritual.

I know nothing in the whole range of Scripture more dazzling, more inspiring, than that brief sentence uttered by One who knew as none other has ever known the marvellous capacities of a human soul. They shine with so much light that we cannot look at them without protected eyes. They

point to such excellence that we cannot contemplate

it without wonder and amazement. What a star is to the child, that and more is this thought to the man.

It is well-nigh incredible that within us lie dormant powers which when developed will so transfigure and transform us that what we now call miracles will become the soul's daily food. Miracles, indeed! What we ignorantly call miracles are only incidents in perfect accord with a law higher than that with which we are acquainted. What is impossible to-day will become commonplace to-morrow. These " greater works" which we are to do when we reach the higher spiritual level are beyond the reach of my imagination. I only know that Christ could not deceive and that His promise holds good forever. I therefore humbly wait for this new age to appear, with its new humanity, and wait in perfect faith that our children's children will prove that all the sons of God can draw on God's omnipotence to make this life wider, deeper, and sweeter than we have ever dreamed.

The world is not yet spiritual. The soul is still an unexplored territory. Its command of the body,

which is merely the appendage of the soul, — not its master, but its servant, — and its dominion over the elements of earth and air are as yet almost wholly undeveloped. I hardly dare think of what lies within reach of the soul which is penetrated with the spirit of Christ With reverent eyes I look to the future, but I can do no more than wonder. The soul is asleep, dormant, sluggish. We know little about it, though it is the chief part of us, the only enduring part. When it awakes, recognizes itself, begins to exercise its powers, heaven will come nearer to us and earth will be brighter. A new life will be ours, as different from the present as the trained scholar is different from the untutored savage.

It is deeply rooted in our inner consciousness that we are slowly moving toward these high achievements. There is nothing in the heart of man so grand and uplifting as the firm faith in our ability

constantly to outgrow ourselves. We are limitless in capacity, and that thought is the highest inspiration. Whence comes this thought, whence comes this faith in ourselves ? It must have its origin outside of ourselves. When He breathed into us the


breath of His own life, at that moment the thought and the faith opened the door and entered our being, never more to depart. The God within must ever seek the God without until the two become one. It is this imperfect life which makes another life necessary, for otherwise there can be no completeness to the soul. But once let the two worlds interpenetrate each other and nothing more can be required to make it possible to fulfil our great destiny.

I^et me illustrate: That interesting little creature, the bee practically lives in two worlds. The one, that of the hive, is finite, while the other is infinite. In the hive it stores its treasures, establishes a

community governed by decrees, its head a queen. Scientists tell us that invaders are repelled with courage, that customs are established, and that infractions are met with severity. Its other world stretches from the door of the hive to the horizon line, and this world produces the honey which is gathered in minute particles and makes it possible for the bee to live through the winter. It carries into its narrow house the sunshine which warms the air through which it wings its way to its daily dask.

The soul, like the bee, must have two worlds, and it must make excursions into that other world and bring back the thoughts it suggests or it can never be its best self. A soul without a heaven is a soul living in the dark. It is heaven which gives us our diviner impulses, our holier aspirations, and fills this narrow earthly life with sweetness and beauty. It is from heaven that those influences come which so develop and expand our natures that the future grows brighter as we travel toward it. And in that future, if the spirit of Christ is in us, we shall live amid those higher laws whose product we now call miracles.

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