Article May 2, 1903 Issue

Unfoldment

J. F. HILL.

New and deeper meanings of the words and works of Jesus, as given in the four Gospels, are constantly being unfolded as is the opening flower on my study table. There is first a plain, dry bulb, then a tiny tip of green, then the leaves are more vigorous and promising, and then I begin to see the unfolding of the Easter lily.

The Gospel story I have known and read for thirty years, but I have looked upon it as an historical account of the sojourn of the "Man Jesus," "Son of God," a "not as other men." I fully believed, but the record of his deeds did not seem to reach down to my own time any more than did those of Cæsar or Napoleon. That is to say, I acknowledged the Christ as Redeemer, but not as the Saviour in our every-day experiences. The only incentive for belief or trust in him was that thereby, finally, when earth for me was done, I might reach heaven.

I was never an idler in my church. I strove to do my duty and to advance the cause as I had light; but to-day as I gaze on the opening Easter lily I see that there has been an unfolding of my thought, a resurrection of my buried consciousness, and that henceforth the New Testament story is to be a "Living Gospel."

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