By Catherine Ulrich Brakefield
Easter is the most
passionate holiday season of the year. Beginning with Ash Wednesday, many
Christians begin 40 days of fasting and prayer called Lent, recalling Christ’s
40-day fast in the wilderness.
The Easter of 1865 was no exception. Americans were hungry for joy. Blooming trees, colorful clothes and, yes, Easter lilies. Easter lilies symbolized purity, rebirth, and a new beginning.
People longed for a new
beginning, a rebirth from the haunting memories of pain and deprivation. They
sought a reason why their lost loved ones whose chairs would remain empty that
Easter Sunday, had died.
The Civil War
climaxed to an abrupt end, and Lincoln rose to the task of binding the nation's wounds. Reconstruction was underway—at least in Lincoln's mind it was.
Then it happened. The
incomprehensible and unexplained assassination of their beloved leader the day before
their Easter celebrations!
Disbelief, panic, then grief, befell the already mourning public. One American poet, Walt Whitman, put into verse the cries and heart-wrenching agony of his fellow countrymen:
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has
weather'd every rack, The prize we sought is won…
My Captain does not
answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, He has no pulse or will….
As part
of a nationwide day of funeral observance of President Lincoln's assassination,
Presbyterian pastor Henry E. Niles, a new pastor for York, Pennsylvania's
Presbyterian Church, rose up in his pulpit and preached an unforgettable sermon
that grabbed the hearts of his congregation that day. The address rests in the
files of the York County Heritage Trust archives.
"And
what an Easter Sabbath was that when, all over the land, bells that a few days
before, had been ringing out their joy peals on the festal air, were tolling
the knell of a nation's Hopes - When flags, which had blossomed out from every
window in the sunshine of victory, were fringed in crepe - their exultant folds
gathered with bands of funeral black . . . And soberness - usually reserved for
Good Friday in observance of Jesus' crucifixion - extended into the churches
that Easter. People wore ‘badges of mourning,’ and ‘drapery of woe’ hung in the
churches. What a Sabbath, when, instead of swelling anthems of Praise," he
proclaimed, "we called for dirges of Grief . . ."
When in our nation's
history has a people of a nation mourned so?
There were no flowery
bonnets and fluffy bunnies or baskets of chocolate candies that Easter.
That Easter, no one forgot what the cross and resurrection meant.
Though pagan symbols
pop up in a pleasing simulation of traditions, still, the blooming spray of
truth intertwined with the crucifixion of Jesus rises into the crowning glory
of a resurrected Christ. That Easter in 1865, with Lincoln suddenly leaving the
stage of earthly life for his celestial home, says it all too plainly.
William McKinley, said this again some thirty years later: "The purposes of God, working through the ages, were, perhaps, more clearly revealed to him (Lincoln) than any other…. He was the greatest man of his time, especially approved of God for the work He gave him to do."
Here are Reverend Niles' closing remarks that Easter Sunday the 16th of April 1865:
"Today, shall they pledge themselves anew, amid the music of funeral hymns . . . trust in the President of the Universe, our fathers' God, to guide us safely through this whirlwind of confusion and over this sea of blood, into the fair haven of an honorable, a lasting and a glorious Peace."
The Easter lily, shaped like a trumpet, with its tall green stem and flowering pure-white fragrance has become a symbol flower of Easter through the passing centuries as millions of Christians in all parts of the world depict the heralding joy in the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
Our Lord exclaimed from the cross as his last breath escaped his lips, "It is finished."
Like Lincoln, we must finish the work our God has set before us in equal finality and pledge anew to trust in the President of the Universe. If you allow Him, God will guide us safely through the whirlwind of strife and hardship, across the sea of confusion to a lasting and glorious peace.
Swept into Destiny (book one of the Destiny series) Ben McConnell is a proud
Irish immigrant who is determined not to give up despite hunger and
deprivation. He clings to his mustard seed faith believing—nothing is
impossible.
Maggie Gatlan is a rebel disguised as a Southern belle. Ben’s and Maggie’s journeys delve deeply into the truth about faith and devotion.
“Brakefield’s flowing
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“My readers encourage my writing!” Catherine is an award-winning author of the inspirational historical romance Destiny series (Swept into Destiny, Destiny’s Whirlwind, Destiny of Heart, and Waltz with Destiny) and Wilted Dandelions,
She is a longtime Michigan resident. Catherine lives with her husband of 50 years, has two adult children, and has four grandchildren.
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https://www.ydr.com/story/news/history/blogs/york-town-square/2011/04/24/easter-1861/31598475/
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45474/o-captain-my-captain
The American Heritage
New History of the Civil War. Narrative by Bruce Catton Edited by James M.
McPherson Viking Published by the Penguin Group 1996
Thank you for your post. Although I just watched the movie "Lincoln" within the last month, I didn't catch (or already forgot) the coincidence of the Easter holiday with the tragedy. I like the phrase "President of the Universe" but oh! He's so much more than that. Author, Creator, Saviour are so much more powerful titles.
ReplyDeleteConnie, yes He is! Isn't it wonderful to hear this from the lips of past presidents?
DeleteI enjoyed learning this information. I didn't realize that Lincoln died near Easter. Our nation was in mourning for their president while rejoicing in the resurrection of our King.
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DeleteDeb Allard, I pray as Rev Niles did, that God will not abandon America, and America will continue to look to the President of our Universe for salvation and strength.
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