Wanderings of a Pilgrim
Nonfiction, Religion & Spirituality, Christianity, Christian Literature, General Christianity, Christian Life
| Author: | David Harsha | ISBN: | 1230000270506 |
| Publisher: | Jawbone Digital | Publication: | September 26, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | David Harsha |
| ISBN: | 1230000270506 |
| Publisher: | Jawbone Digital |
| Publication: | September 26, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
David Harsha (1827-1895) was a great minister of old, though not in the way many of them are remembered. He suffered from a chronic bronchial affection, and was left only with his pen to proclaim the Gospel. His works have blessed many since his day, and will undoubtedly continue to do so.
From the author's preface:
The design of this essay is to contemplate the Christian's journey through the wilderness of this world to a better land, even the Heavenly Canaan– to point out, briefly, the way by which the Captain of our Salvation leads his followers to glory. It has been the grand object of the author to make the reader feel that he is a stranger and a pilgrim on earth– to make him realize the solemn truth, that a man's life is vanity; that his days are as a shadow which passes away; that mutability and dissolution are the characteristics of all sublunary objects; that, "All, on earth, is shadow; all beyond is substance."
When we look at the brevity and vanity of human life, we may well exclaim, in the beautiful and touching reflection of Edmund Burke, "What shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue!" And in the similar impressive language of Patrick Henry, "l am but a poor worm of the dust, as fleeting and unsubstantial as the shadow of the cloud that flies over the fields, and is remembered no more!" Or we may rather open the pages of Holy Writ, and say, with the wisest of men, "Vanity of vanities; all is vanity;" and with other inspired penmen, "As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field so he flourishes; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more." "For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away."
David Harsha (1827-1895) was a great minister of old, though not in the way many of them are remembered. He suffered from a chronic bronchial affection, and was left only with his pen to proclaim the Gospel. His works have blessed many since his day, and will undoubtedly continue to do so.
From the author's preface:
The design of this essay is to contemplate the Christian's journey through the wilderness of this world to a better land, even the Heavenly Canaan– to point out, briefly, the way by which the Captain of our Salvation leads his followers to glory. It has been the grand object of the author to make the reader feel that he is a stranger and a pilgrim on earth– to make him realize the solemn truth, that a man's life is vanity; that his days are as a shadow which passes away; that mutability and dissolution are the characteristics of all sublunary objects; that, "All, on earth, is shadow; all beyond is substance."
When we look at the brevity and vanity of human life, we may well exclaim, in the beautiful and touching reflection of Edmund Burke, "What shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue!" And in the similar impressive language of Patrick Henry, "l am but a poor worm of the dust, as fleeting and unsubstantial as the shadow of the cloud that flies over the fields, and is remembered no more!" Or we may rather open the pages of Holy Writ, and say, with the wisest of men, "Vanity of vanities; all is vanity;" and with other inspired penmen, "As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field so he flourishes; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more." "For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away."
