Unfinished Rainbows, and Other EssaysAnderson, George Wood
Religion
Unfinished Rainbows, and Other Essays
Anderson, George Wood
Christianity
This ancient custom was the outgrowth of a mistaken view of life still
prevailing in many quarters, for the crowned corpse is seen to-day in
many public gatherings. What else is the man who seeks office for the
selfish purpose and pleasure of holding office? In youth he saw the
governor’s chair or Senate seat, and found that every chord of his
nature was awakened and longed to reach that goal. He determined that
this vision of his soul should be transcribed from the pages of his
imagination to the pages of his nation’s history. Two pathways opened.
The one of a noble purpose, saying, “Seek office, that you may render
needed service to your fellow countrymen.” The pathway of selfishness
opened its portals saying, “Seek office for the sake of gain.” Seeing
that trickery and deceit promised the easier way to gain his end,
he started with leaps and bounds. He cast lots with dishonesty and
dissipation. He became a perjurer, a liar, and a thief. He sold himself
to an unworthy cause, at last the coveted crown was his. To-day he sits
at the head of the table, not a great ruler, but a crowned corpse. In
his struggle for power he lost all that constitutes real living.
What else is the man who seeks wealth for the sole sake of having
money? For years he has lived the life of a slave, denying himself
beauty, music, books, devotions, and benevolence, until, at last,
his name appears in Bradstreet marked “AA,” and the world greets him
as a king. Who is he? A crowned corpse. When he began his career two
pathways opened. The one of a noble purpose saying, “Make money for the
sake of doing good.” The other way, the way of selfishness, saying,
“Make money to satisfy your own desires.” He chose the latter way. He
has his robe and crown, and is seated amid light and applause, but he
is not capable of appreciating its meaning. Long ago he died to honor,
and truth, and love, and generous impulse. He knows not the meaning of
life.
Among the crowned corpses should also be mentioned those who follow
society for society’s sake. Through imitation they have destroyed
personality. They have smothered their souls under the weight of their
self-adornment. In their wild search for physical pleasure all the
radiant, sparkling glory of a cultured spirituality has faded into the
pallor of death. They are richly robed, they ride in state, receive the
plaudits of their followers, sit at table spread with gold and silver
plate, but they are now dead to all the higher things of life and are
unable to appreciate the empty honors they receive.
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