He has taken her into His presence.
We are sad because of the void at our side.
It is hard to have the path so empty around us. We miss that face and those tones.
But that is the body; limited, narrow, of little faith.
The soul shines through in a moment, sees its own destiny, and thanks God for the joyous change.
We draw sad breaths now. We miss the magnet that kept this home together.
We miss the tie that bound so lovingly into one life so many lives; that is broken.
We peer into the future, and fear for another void still, and a narrower circle, not knowing which of us will be taken next.
With an effort of patience — with half submission -we bow to God's dealings.
That is only for an hour.
In a little while we shall remember the grand life; we shall thank God for the contribution it has made to the educating forces of the race, for the good it has been prompted to do, for the part it had strength to play in the grandest drama of our generation,--and then with our eyes lifted, and not dimmed by tears, we shall be able to say out of a full heart: “Thou doest all things well.
Blessed be Thy name!
Blessed be Thy name for the three score overflowing years; for the sunny sky she was permitted finally to see, the hated name made immortal, the perilled life guarded by a nation's gratitude, for the capstone put on with shoutings; that she was privileged to enter the promised land and rest in the triumph, with the family circle unbroken, all she loved about her!
And blessed be Thy name, Father, that in due time, with gracious and tender lovingkindness, Thou didst break the bonds that hindered her true life, and take her to higher service in Thine immediate presence”