Capitolo 42
III.
THE SEARCH FOR THE PAST.
Any beatitude the half worldly crowds they are cross,
As absorbed on the dead saint.
MANT VESCOVILE.
We look for in vain, on the earth, for one who has gone to heaven. Although better
informed as to the objects of our love that theirs who it lingered around the
abandoned grave of the Savior, and he/she wondered, "Because it looks for ye the living one
among the corpse", we find us to us nevertheless, in our thoughts,
looking for them; so difficult it immediately is it to feel that they is
departed completely and forever. There is a striking and beautifully
the simple illustration of our thoughts and the feelings, in this respect in
the search that Elijah was constituted after his/her translation. Fifty men of
the children of the prophets went and they sustained to see far street, when Elijah
and Elisha was next to Jordan. Elisha returned alone, and these men
you/he/she could not feel reconciled to the loss of them great master. They was
not convinced that he had gone in heaven, anybody more to return; they looked for
goes away to look for him/it, and to recover him/it: "Peradventure", they said, "the
Spirit of the hath of takes God him on and it threw him/it on the mountain, or
in of the valley." The peremptorily of Elisha they refused to grant them permission. Them
it was importunate; and when, it is finally able, you perhaps seem, as
the obstinacy in him, or as the jealousy of their superior love for Elijah, to
prevents the search that would be only unfruitful him to the worse one,
product. Three days of theirs explored the valleys, it looked through the groves thick of trees,
groped in the caverns, hills crossed imaginary footsteps and you follow and
imprints, but it didn't find him/it. When they came again to Elisha, "he said
didn't I tell you to them, doesn't Go?"
We suffered cannot be accustom, neither for a lot of time, to the absence
of our friend. If its death were sudden, or if happened away from
house, or during our absence, we wait for there to see again it; if a vehicle
you stop to the door, the heartbeats with an instant hope that dies