Showing posts with label Latta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Latta. Show all posts

Friday, June 10, 2022

Come to Jesus -- Eden Reeder Latta

 


He was a 39-year-old school teacher in eastern Iowa, small-town 19th Century midwestern America. That would be one way to characterize Eden Reeder Latta. More lies at and below the surface of Eden, however, someone who wanted others to “Come to Jesus”. Who he was coaxing would probably have been anyone within earshot, including school children or maybe Sunday worship crowds where he would have been in Delaware County (see the map-graphic). But Eden’s reach was not confined to Iowa, although he would live nearly all of his 76 years of life there. His hymn writing alone – some 1,600 hymns are attributed to Eden Latta -- tells the researcher that he was looking far afield, and sought to draw others in the same direction, with the same aspiration that generations before and after his own life possessed.

 

Eden Latta had some fundamental building blocks in his first three decades of life that contributed to what he wanted to say in 1878 in ‘Come to Jesus’.  Even his first name tells one that his upbringing was by bible-reading parents – Eden, suggesting his parents arrived at this name while pursuing the first few pages of that ancient text. Did they see their young son as a paradise inhabitant, or did Eden’s parents really just want to link him to the source of the story about this place? Only his parents could adequately explain. Eden’s father was a minister, a path that the son would briefly follow during the American Civil War. So, one can imagine Eden acquired some attention in his introduction, and later as he focused hearers with a message he had learned from childhood. As a teacher, he must have believed that what had been good for his education as a youth was likewise sound for his own pupils, both in Manchester and then in Colesburg, Iowa. Telling students or churchgoers about Jesus would have been basic to Eden’s personality, and a way to help transport himself and others far outside the borders of one state. We can surmise that Eden loved his life and where he lived, since he made it his home for many decades. But he was talking to people with ‘sins…like crimson’ (v.1), those who should be aiming for ‘mercy’s gate’ (v.2), but who might this objective because they were ‘dying sinner (s)’ (v.3). Living a good and decent life in Iowa would not be sufficient. Must have been a hard truth for some to hear, you think?

 

Insert your own name and where you live, and recompute what Eden would say to you. And, think some more, asking and answering some questions that Eden Latta might have posed to his generation. Have you intentionally hurt anyone, or committed any crimes that landed you in jail? My answers would be ‘no’. Been a good neighbor, respecting others’ peace and quiet? Paid your taxes? Warned others when you saw danger about to cause them harm? Gave others some sage advice after an experience you wanted to share? You and I routinely act like responsible citizens and help others, because it makes our earthly community more livable; no one wants chaos. How about doing some things to plan for your next abode? Eden had a three-word bit of advice.

 

 

See here for brief author biography: http://www.hymntime.com/tch/bio/l/a/t/t/latta_er.htm

 

See also here: https://hymnary.org/person/Latta_Eden

 

See all the song’s verses here: http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/c/o/t/j/cotjesus.htm

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Live for Jesus – Eden Reeder Latta



He was a small-town fellow, yet with a big-time output and a view of a larger world. He had a unique name also - Eden – that might have spurred his bigger-world perspective. There are not too many Edens, though Eden Reeder Latta probably wasn’t that unusual for where he was born, near the village of Eden in east-central Indiana. (He was actually born in nearby Haw Patch, which apparently doesn’t exist today. Maybe he thanked his parents for naming him after the next-nearest village, and not his actual birthplace! [No offense intended for anyone name Hawpatch out there!]) This Eden evidently thought a lot about his creator, and probably some about the Garden in a faraway place that’s associated with his given name too. “Live for Jesus” could have also been encouraged by one of his Indiana boyhood friends and the experience that these boys’ upbringing provided for this song’s development decades later. 

  
Latta was born, lived, and died in small-town Middle America, though his connection to a larger world was present in those areas. Eden today has just 80 citizens, and after his family moved to Iowa, Eden Latta lived much of the rest of his life in the small towns of Colesburg and Guttenberg (about 12 miles northeast of Colesburg) in northeastern Iowa, on the west bank of the Mississippi River (see picture of Guttenberg here).Colesburg and Guttenberg were both populated by just a few hundred people at or soon after the beginning of the 20 th Century.  During his childhood, he was friends with another nascent composer, William Ogden, a native Ohioan who would eventually return there. Given Latta’s and Ogden’s contribution to hymnody, one can imagine these two stayed in touch as adults, sharing musical ideas and their devotion to God, even if separated by several hundred miles. Eden put together at least one book of hymns (The River of Life) and contributed to another (Temperance Jewels), both of which were published in Boston. It’s said that Eden taught school in Colesburg, though how long is not known. But, he must have shared more with his students than just textbook knowledge, as he is credited with over 1,600 songs in his lifetime. Did his teacher’s role spawn some of his musical creations, perhaps even “Live for Jesus”, which encourages hearers to adopt and maintain a virtuous, Jesus-centered lifestyle – a message a teacher-mentor might deliver? He wrote it in 1892 in his early 50s, perhaps as he considered the students, probably some of whom wanted to venture outside of Iowa, and whose paths he had tried to help steer properly. Even in small, pretty obscure places like northeastern Iowa, wisdom for living in the larger world can emerge.   


A small-town teacher like Eden Latta surely didn’t see himself as a hick with nothing important to say. How big, or small, is the world today? Some of us might answer this by how many electronic devices we use – how many channels we watch. Latta shows me that’s not so important, although it does enlighten me to see how others think and live. Eden Latta might advise that my world needs focus, no matter how many miles I’ve flown, or the variety of languages I’ve encountered. The focus I need can go anywhere, Latta says. 

See these links for various pieces of information on the composer and places he lived: