Philochristus: Memoirs of a Disciple of the LordAbbott, Edwin Abbott
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Philochristus: Memoirs of a Disciple of the Lord
Abbott, Edwin Abbott
Christian fiction; Jesus Christ -- Fiction
He said no more at this time, for Jesus came forth into the court‐yard
where we sat together around the fountain; and straightway we held our
peace. Then we fell to discourse of John the son of Zachariah, how great
things he had prophesied, and how we had hoped that he should have
triumphed with us in the Kingdom of God; and one likened John unto Elias
the prophet, saying that he spake in the spirit of Elias, and that many of
the common people would have it that this John was indeed Elias risen from
the dead. Then another spake of the love in which the disciples of John
the son of Zachariah still had their Master, and how, though he were dead,
yet did they still cleave to him in their hearts; insomuch that his spirit
seemed to rule over them yet more than his living presence. But another
said that John the Prophet could not be Elias: for was it possible that
the Lord should suffer such an one as Elias to be slain? And to him
Nathanael replied that Isaiah the Prophet was sawn asunder, and wherefore
not also Elias? Then Thomas, one of the Twelve, lamented for John the son
of Zachariah, because he had been thus swallowed up by destruction,
neither had he left children to stand in his stead upon the earth; “for
they that die, leaving children behind them,” said he (quoting a certain
proverb of my countrymen) “die not, but only fall asleep: but they that
die and leave no children, these die indeed.” To this John the son of
Zebedee made answer that whoso leaveth behind him children perverse and
alien from his own nature, he liveth not, for all his children; but whoso
leaveth behind him disciples and followers like unto himself and imbued
with his own doctrine, such an one liveth, yea even though he be childless
and lie in the grave. Hereat methought Jesus was strangely moved: howbeit
he sat still where he was, and spake never a word.
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