hrist was a man like unto us as far as outward form is concerned.
He is one of this great family, the first-born and foremost of the
children, it is true, yet one of us--He acknowledged us as His brethren.
Now, then listen: Jesus follows His Father. 'The Son can do nothing of
Himself, but what He seeth the Father do: for what things soever He
doeth, these also doeth the Son likewise.' Also, this Son said: 'My
Father worketh hitherto, and I work.' Now, if we follow in the steps of
the Son, as He has commanded us to do, and that Son follows in the steps
of His Father, where is our final destination?"

The brother listened in wonder. The doctrine was, indeed, strange, but
it was too clear and logical to be the result of a weak mind. The
minister saw the perplexity in his listener's face and said:

"No, brother, I am not crazy. My mind has never been clearer. I feel
fine now. I tell you, there is manna for a hungry soul in these things.

"And now again: This life is a school. From the puny, helpless infant to
old age, life is a development of the attributes with which we come into
the world. We get all our education through our senses. No faculty of
mind or body is useless. The perfect man has these all perfectly
developed. We have at least one example of a perfect man, the
resurrected Son of God. What was He like? When He appeared to His
disciples He said, 'Handle me and see; for a spirit hath not flesh and
bones, as ye see me have.' He also ate with His brethren. Here, then, we
have, one of us, carrying with Him into the celestial world His body of
flesh and bone. And, mind you, He is the pattern. If we follow Him, we
also shall take with us these bodies, changed, purged, and glorified of
course, but yet bodies in every sense. Will not the eye then see
perfectly, the ear hear every sound in the celestial key? Not only every
attribute of the mind, but every organ of the body will be prefect in
its operation. Think what that will mean!"

The speaker paused as if to let his listener arrive at the inevitable
conclusion in his own mind.

"What will it mean?" he asked again.

"I don't know," replied Uncle Gilbert.

"It will mean fatherhood--eternal, celestialized fatherhood. We shall
be like Him our Father, not only to beget, but to _father_ a race! Think
of that! Did you ever think of that? No, of course not--and I--musn't--I
who--have never yet made a beginning--how can I expect"--

The head fell back on the pillow as