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BY JOHN EDGAR M'FADYEN
" While the earth remaineth, seed-time and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night, shall not cease " There is much consolation in the ancient assurance that "while the earth remaineth, seed-time and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night, shall not cease." These words suggest that the order established in nature by God is fixed and constant, and that men may rely on it for ever. But the words suggest more than that. They suggest that this order which is as reliable as God Himself is yet an order which is full of contrasts : in it there is a place for summer and winter both, for cold atxl heat, for day and night. It is not a perpetual summer or an unbroken day that God has established, but a summer followed by winter, a day succeeded by night. In the divine order there is no monotony, there is variety and contrast ; and while the earth remaineth, these contrasts shall never cease. Such is the way of God in nature, and such, too, is His way in human life. We might wish it otheri39
140 THE CITY WITH FOUNDATIONS wise : most of us ù the young at least ù would think life to be so much richer and fairer, if it were one long unbroken summer and a cloudless day. But it is not so. No life is so. In human life, as in nature, the winter comes as surely as the summer, and the night is as certain as the day. While the earth remaineth, winter and cold and night shall not cease. To recognize calmly the inevitableness of these contrasts and the certainty of their recurrence, is more than half the art of life. The man who quietly faces this great fact will be prepared for any kind of experience that may come to him, and will know how to carry himself within it. He will never allow himself to be either unduly exalted or immoderately depressed. In his prosperity he will remember the evil day, and in his adversity he will not lose heart. When he stands, he will remember that he may fall : when he falls, he will not be utterly cast down. In summer he will remember that the winter is
coming : in the gloom of winter he will comfort his heart with the thought of the warmth and light of the summers that were and that yet will be. This is to see life steadily and see it whole. We cannot see it steadily unless we see it whole. All experience is blended of bitter and sweet. The gladdest life is not all joy, nor is the saddest all sorrow. "All our joy is touched with pain" ù shadows fall on brightest hours, and thorns remain.
A LESSON IN CONTRASTS 141 And it is just as true that all our pain may be soothed by the hope of joy to be ; for if summer is followed by winter, no less surely does "every winter change to spring." "Time, so complain'd of, Who to no one man Shows partiality, Brings round to all men Some undimm'd hours." If is right to throw ourselves into our happy experiences, if they be honourable, with heart and soul : but even our happiest moods cannot but be touched with solemnity, when we think how precarious it all is, and how surely the situation will be one day transformed. So also, when the black night falls about us, we do well to remember that no night, however long, can last for ever. The night will pass and the morning will come. While the earth remaineth, men may depend upon the day no less than upon the night. To one who has learned to look upon life as a succession of contrasts, no great surprise can come. He knows that change is inevitable, and he is always inwardly prepared for it. He sees beyond the immediate experience to that with which it will one day be contrasted ; and, alike in joy and sorrow, he preserves the steady heart and the quiet mind ù for he knows that neither can last for ever. The changes that are sure to come he does not fear
142 THE CITY WITH FOUNDATIONS to see ; for, in silent communion with his own heart, he has already faced them all. The most certain thing about every life, however bright or dark the immediate outlook may be, is that its experience will be checkered. It will be
neither all bright nor all dark. There will be shadow as well as light, light as well as shadow. When we look the facts in the face, do we not see how surely the dearest joys of our life will one day ù if not for us, then for those whom we love ù be changed into sorrow ? Every birth means a death, every friendship means a parting. Where two are dear to each other, nothing is more certain than that some day one will be taken and the other left. As the bridegroom stands with his bride before the altar, and the future seems so fair, the words "Till death us do part " fall upon the heart as a solemn and almost chilling reminder of the infinite pathos that is woven through all our earthly happiness. This is not a gospel of pessimism, nor a message which affronts the Christian consciousness. It is but the simple recognition of an indubitable fact, which is not incompatible with a deep and silent joy that, in His own mysterious way, God doeth all things well. It is but a reading of life which springs from what has been called the "spirit which insists on hearing the other side." The summer comes, and after that the winter. But the truth of life's contrasts is double-edged.
A LESSON IN CONTRASTS 143 As it touches our joy with solemnity, so it should temper our sorrow with consolation and hope. There are terrible hours in most lives, when we stand before an open grave, and the heart knoweth its own bitterness and desolation. Life can never be the same again, when those with whom we have taken sweet counsel together are lost to our earthly eyes. And yet God has so mercifully ordained our human nature that, even throughout the lonely years, life can be not only endured, but earnestly, gratefully, and even gladly lived. Those who have gone before are transfigured by the kindly touch of death : as the years go by, we can think of them #more quietly as at home with God. And other blessings enter into our lives, in the shape of new friendships and tasks, which bring us, not indeed the joy we buried in the grave ù that is impossible ù but other joys; so, though weeping may endure for a night, at length joy cometh in the morning. The wise man is he who prepares himself for life's contrasts, for it must needs be that contrasts come. Summer and winter, cold and heat, day and night, joy and sorrow, shall not cease. And this will be true, while the earth remaineth. In that other world, which can only be reached through the portals of death, we have reason to
believe it will be otherwise. There His servants will serve Him, but not, we believe, amid experiences of alternating joy and sorrow. They shall
144 THE CITY WITH FOUNDATIONS go on from strength to strength, and do their happy work in the full light of eternal day. The words of holy scripture and the instincts of our hearts alike assure us that there shall be no night there. But, while we are here, we must take life as we find it, with its strange but inevitable contrasts ù not too much exalted by its joys nor too much cast down by its sorrows. Let us not forget that every day must end in night; but, when the night has fallen, let us be patient and hopeful, as they that watch for the morning. "Heaven overarches you and me, And all earth's gardens and her graves. Look up with me, until we see The day break and the shadows flee."
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