We live in a world of shadows. Today, our fourth wartime Easter, finds us engrossed still in the ungodly business of hate. To darkness, there seems no end.
But Easter stands as a bright symbol of knowledge that in another day. Skies were dark, but God sent forth Light. A cross on a lonely hill amid black clouds, angry thunder and they who wept of the loss of their master.
Then the clouds broke, the sun shone and man found immortality in death! Today the clouds are crosses over the face of the earth, marking where men, valorous in action have fallen before the foe. The dark clouds of war hang low and the people mourn.
But look! Look back through centuries, not to the cross on the barren hill but to the glory of the day that came after. A day that brought solace and peace, a knowledge of the future, not only for that day, but for the days to come. When men are brought to their knees in despair, they can remember a promise of Light, they can find a love which overcame all barriers and became a staff for men through the ages to lean on.
When woe fills the earth, we can turn again to the promise of Easter, knowing that no man ever really dies for those who remember, for Jesus said, "I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live. And who so liveth and believeth in me shall never die."
The Writings of Zelda Lorraine Brown Kline
Edited by Owen A. Kline and Michael E. Kline. Assistant Photo Editor David O. Kline
Copyright @1999 The Kline Family Organization, Inc.
First published in the United States of America by The Kline Family Organization, Inc. 4381 West 5375 South Kearns, Utah 84118
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