1901
The nature of God never changes, and from all eternity that holy passion glowed in the Infinite, and I think he was throwing out worlds into space and inhabiting them and more worlds for the application of that love. He may not have told the other worlds what he did for this world, as he has not told us what he did for them. I think the love of God was demonstrated in mightier worlds before our little world was fitted up for human residence. Will a man owning 50,000 acres of land put all the cultivation on a half acre? Will God make a million worlds and put his chief affection on one small planet? Are the other worlds and larger worlds standing vacant, uninhabited, while this little world is crowded with inhabitants? No, it takes a universe of worlds to express the love of God. And there are other ransoms and other rescues and other redemptions, as there may be other millenniums and other resurrection mornings and judgment days than those of our world. But in the space of six feet by five was comprised the mightiest evidence of God's love that any world ever saw or ever will see. Compressed on two planks joined together as a cross, there was enough agony there concentered, if distributed, to put whole nations into torture. That God allowed the assassination of his own Son for the rescue of our world is all the evidence needed that he loved the world. — T. DeWitt Talmadge.
—Piqua Daily Call, Piqua, Ohio, June 17, 1901, p. 6.
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The Dust of the Earth
1921
The Dust of Earth
By Dr. W. E. Barton
I stood beside the enormous telescope at Lake Geneva, and asked Professor Frost, who pokes that long inquisitive broomstick in among the stars, what was the most interesting fact which he had learned out of his years of visiting among the heavenly bodies. He answered:
"We are made of the best stuff in the universe."
He showed me how it is possible to isolate the light of a single star, and bypassing that light through a prism, to ascertain what chemical elements are in a state of combustion in that star. That seemed to me almost too wonderful to be believed, but he convinced me that he told the truth. The stars have not all of them precisely the same chemical combinations. But, he said, very nearly all that is in any of them is in our sun, and hence in our earth; and he added, "Most of these elements are in our own bodies."
"We are made of the best stuff in the universe."
James Oppenheim represents the Earth as saying to man:
"O, Man! If you could but know what a glory you are!
Into your life went the fire of the Sun, my Star;
Into you went the millions of ages of me;
Into you went the millions of ages to be!"
We have much to remind us that we are made of the dust of the earth. That origin appears humble enough; but dust is stardust!
It is something to know that even our bodies are of celestial origin. But it is even better to know that in the aspirations of the human spirit burns the passion of God, the eternal hope and longing and prophecy of all the good that shall be on earth, and all that shall make us care to go to heaven.
—Olean Evening Times, Olean, New York, Jan. 28, 1921, p. 12.
Comment: There was an article in the paper just today about Star Trek's James Doohan, Scotty's ashes being shot into space. They probably should've just kept them here, since it's all the same. Here, there. There, here.
The Dust of Earth
By Dr. W. E. Barton
I stood beside the enormous telescope at Lake Geneva, and asked Professor Frost, who pokes that long inquisitive broomstick in among the stars, what was the most interesting fact which he had learned out of his years of visiting among the heavenly bodies. He answered:
"We are made of the best stuff in the universe."
He showed me how it is possible to isolate the light of a single star, and bypassing that light through a prism, to ascertain what chemical elements are in a state of combustion in that star. That seemed to me almost too wonderful to be believed, but he convinced me that he told the truth. The stars have not all of them precisely the same chemical combinations. But, he said, very nearly all that is in any of them is in our sun, and hence in our earth; and he added, "Most of these elements are in our own bodies."
"We are made of the best stuff in the universe."
James Oppenheim represents the Earth as saying to man:
"O, Man! If you could but know what a glory you are!
Into your life went the fire of the Sun, my Star;
Into you went the millions of ages of me;
Into you went the millions of ages to be!"
We have much to remind us that we are made of the dust of the earth. That origin appears humble enough; but dust is stardust!
It is something to know that even our bodies are of celestial origin. But it is even better to know that in the aspirations of the human spirit burns the passion of God, the eternal hope and longing and prophecy of all the good that shall be on earth, and all that shall make us care to go to heaven.
—Olean Evening Times, Olean, New York, Jan. 28, 1921, p. 12.
Comment: There was an article in the paper just today about Star Trek's James Doohan, Scotty's ashes being shot into space. They probably should've just kept them here, since it's all the same. Here, there. There, here.
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