THE LIBRARY OF REVEREND Harry M. NorTH GRADUATE OF THE CLASS OF 1899 TRUSTEE 1919-1932 DUKE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY DURHAM, N. C. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2022 with funding from Duke University Libraries https://archive.org/details/lawofgrowthother01broo Phillips Brooks’s Sermons In Ten Volumes Ist Series The Purpose and Use of Comfort And Other Sermons 2d Series The Candle of the Lord And Other Sermons 3d Series Sermons Preached in English Churches And Other Sermons 4th Series Visions and Tasks And Other Sermons 5th Series The Light of the World And Other Sermons 6th Series The Battle of Life And Other Sermons 7th Series Sermons for the Principal Festi- vals and Fasts of the Church Year Edited by the Rev. John Cotton Brooks 8th Series New Starts in Life And Other Sermons Oth Series The Law of Growth And Other Sermons 10th Series Seeking Life And Other Sermons E. P. Dutton and Company 31 West 23d Street = New York The Law of Growth And Other Sermons By the ‘ Rt. Rev. Phillips Brooks, D.D. Ninth Series NEW YORK E-P-DUTTON & COMPANY 31 West Twenty-Third Street I9g1IoO CopyriGH?, 1902 BY E. P. DUTTON AND COMPANY Published March, rg02 The Knickerbocker Press, Hew Work “In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk,”—Acts iii. 6. (May 1, 1887). iii 247754 TY Le Sch. R, CONTENTS. SgrMon Pace » I. Tue Law or GrowTs . ‘ ° ° . I i ‘*For whosoever hath, to him shall be given; and whosoever hath not, from, him shall be taken even that which he seemeth to have,”—LUKE viii, 18. (March 11, 1877.) Ye, Hatr-Li . . : d p A - 20 “Truth shall spring out of the earth, and righteous- ness shall look down from heaven.”—PSsALM lxxxy. II, (Sept. 27, 1885.) III. THe Power of AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE . 39 “Watch, therefore, for ye know neither the day nor ‘ the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.” —-MATTHEW xxv. 13. (Nov. 22, 1874.) IV. Tue SprrITUAL STRUGGLE . . : ee ‘*For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wicked- ness in high places,”—-EPHESIANS vi. 12, (Sept. 14, 1878.) V. Tue BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD . - 80 “Take away her battlements, for they are not the Lord’s,’—JEREMIAH v. 10, (Feb. 20, 1881.) VI. Curist Our Lire. , ; , ; - 99 1V SERMON VII. VIII. IX. XI. XII. XIII. XIV. CONTENTS. My BrotTHER’s KEEPER . ‘ : i ‘‘Am I my brothex’s keeper ?””—GENESIS iv. 9. (Nov. 15, 1885.) REST. A : x ; 3 : i “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy- laden, and I will give you rest.”—MATTHEW xi. 28. (Oct. 12, 1890.) THe MATERIAL AND THE SPIRITUAL. : ‘“And as he went out of the temple, one of his disciples saith unto him: Master, see what manner of stones and what buildings are here!”—MARK xiii. I. (June 10, 1877.) THE DOUBLE CAUSE . } A é x ‘‘ And his name through faith in his name hath made this man strong, whom ye see and know.” —ACTS iii. 16. (May 4, 1889.) Go INTO THE CITY . q = 3 : ‘* Arise, and go into the city, and it shall be told thee what thou must do.”—Acts ix. 6, (Dec, 27, 1874.) Tue Ho.iness or Duty . ‘ 4 ‘« Wherefore the law is holy.»—ROMANS vii. 12. (Nov, 12, 1876.) PEACE WHICH PASSETH UNDERSTANDING . ‘The peace of God, which passeth all under- standing.” —PHILIPPIANS iv. 7. (April 23, 1876.) THE RELATIVE AND THE ABSOLUTE . ° ‘* And there was also a strife among them, which of them should be accounted the greatest.” — LUKE xxii, 24, (Jan. I0, 1886.) Pace 115 133 150 167 184 199 219 236 -* SERMON XV. XVI. XVIII. XIX. XX. es XXI. CONTENTS. THE STRENGTH OF CONSECRATION ** And Samson said, Let me die with the Philis- tines. And he bowed himself with all his might ; and the house fell upon the lords, and upon all the people that were therein. So the dead which he slew at his death were more than they which he slew in his life.”—JUDGEs xvi. 30, (May 14, 1876.) THE DANGER OF SUCCESS : 3 ss ‘*Verily I say unto you, They have their re- ward,”—MATTHEW vi. 2. (April 12, 1874.) THE SPIRITUAL MAN ‘But he that is spiritual judgeth all things, yet he himself is judged of no man.” —1 CORINTHIANS ii. 15. (No date.) DELIGHT IN THE Law or Gop . ° ‘*T delight in the law of God,”—ROMANSs vii. 23. (May 3, 1874.) Tue ARK OF THE COVENANT . ‘*And the ark of the covenant of the Lord went before them.”—NuMBERS x, 33. (Dec. Ig, 1875.) Sons or Gop. i y : “* Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be,”—r JOHN iii, 2, (Oct. 10, 1875.) Tue Feast oF TABERNACLES. y “And I that am the Lord thy God from the land of Egypt will yet make thee to dwell in tabernacles, as in the days*of the solemn feast.” —HOsEA xii. 9. (Jan. 1, 1888.) 247754 273 294 3it 328 346 365 THE LAW OF GROWTH. Ss LAW OF GROWTH. ‘*For whosoever hath, to him shall be given; and whosoever hath not, from him shall be taken even that which he seemeth to have.”—LUKE viii. 18. IT is interesting to know, of any one whose char- acter and ways of thought we are studying, what words are oftenest upon his tongue. And it would seem as if this proverb, which I have just quoted from Him, were a favorite utterance of Jesus. Three of the Evangelists record it, and the circum- stances with which they connect it are different. St. Matthew mentions two occasions on which Christ used the words. It would seem, then, as if the truth which these words record seemed to Christ very impressive and important. He found in it the occasion for the most earnest exhortation to faithfulness. Such a fact must deserve our best study and come very close to our life. Let us try to see what it is. “To him that hath shall be given, and from him that hath not shall be taken-even that which I 2 LAW OF GROWTH he seemeth to have.” In one case when Jesus used the proverb the parable of the talents had come just before. The immortal picture was just fresh in the Disciples’ minds,—the careful, prudent, faithful merchant, whose five talents had attracted five others, and turned themselves to ten; the poor, timid, helpless creature who brought his one talent, all caked and useless with the earth in which it had been lying. And while the people were listening with that suspicion of injustice, that uneasy sense of something wrong, which almost always comes when prosperity and misery, success and unsuccess, stand side by side, Jesus went on frankly to declare that the truth of the parable was a truth every- where; that everywhere there was a law of growth, a law of accumulation and of loss, which drew more blessing where blessing was already, and condemned to decay that which had no real vitality. It wasa sort of “‘ survival of the fittest ’’ declared to be ex- isting throughout the world. And, just as soon as such a truth is announced, there are a multitude of voices which proclaim how true itis. Many of them speak in bitterness and anger. Indeed, it is the taunt of every disappointed soul. ‘‘Look,” he who has failed says, ““look and see how everywhere the prosperous prosper and the unhappy attract unhappiness by a terrible affinity. Behold how, when a man is rich, riches fly to his overloaded coffers of their own accord, while the poor man by his side grows poorer every day. Yes, it is true enough; let a man be going up and all the world hurries to help him; let him begin to go LAW OF GROWTH 3 down, and where is the friend that will not push him lower?” So men speak with all the exaggera- tion of bitterness. Now, we want to leave out all the bitterness, for that is an element that never helps men to the truth. We shall see by and by whether the truth is one that ought to make us bitter. We want to stand now calmly and look over all the broad world, and see how true it is,— | this centralization of blessing, this tendency of all — privilege to attract other privilege. ; It appears in the distributions of business. He who is fullest of work, he to whom the multitude are resorting to buy their goods, or to secure the building of their houses, is the man whom each new customer seeks out, while his neighbor sits with his tools around him, waiting for work which flows in a full stream past his doors, and lets no drop free to trickle in. It is true in learning. The more a man knows, the more the sources of learning open to him on every side. All the mouths of the world seem to be opened to tell him everything they know. The same is true of wealth. When aman reaches _ a certain point of wealth, his money reduplicates itself almost without his efforts, even drawing into itself the hard-earned profits of the toil of poorer men. And it is true of public favor. The man whom all are praising is the man whom all men praise. Popularity draws the eyes and voices of the crowd, and gathers with most unneeded profusion about some one or two people in the town. And of that far more sacred thing, Friendship, see how true it is. To him who has friends, friends are given. They 4 LAW OF GROWTH come crowding up to claim some little fragment of the kindness of the much-loved man, leaving the other man, who has a whole heart to give away, with no one to ask him for it. » Or think of usefulness. One man cannot walk } anywhere but at his feet there start innumerable \ opportunities to help his fellow-men. Need flies to him, and if he had a hundred hands, and each day were a hundred hours long, he could not satisfy the opportunities for doing good which crowd themselves tumultuously upon him. And then, right in the resounding echoes of his busy work, you will find that other sight—always so sad!—of one who wants to help his brethren, and round whose life there shuts a wall of uselessness, within which he can only sit and feed upon himself. Or think of health. The well man breathes it in from every breeze. The sick man feels every touch of the life-giving nature stealing what little life he has away. And so of healthiness of soul,— that cordial, fresh, and kindly interest in things which makes the joy of living. All the complications of life, all the touchings of life on life, are always pouring more of this red wine into the cup that is already full, while they make more morbid the soul that is filled with suspicion and discontent already. And so of enthusiasms and devotions. Your mind is full of an idea, your soul is given to a cause, and inspiration and encouragement flow in to you from every side. You find assurances that you are right and will succeed everywhere. Nature and man both become the prophets of your strong belief. LAW OF GROWTH 5 But to your friend who, working with you, has no such faith as yours, all nature and all men have only voices of discouragement. All that comes to him frightens him. We might go on and catalogue everything that there is good and fine in human life. We make our theories of compensation and of equal distribution. We go on expecting that somehow, some time, ev- erything will be adjusted and equality proclaimed: the conditions are to be reversed; the outs are to come in and the ins areto go out. We try to make it appear that everything is mechanically adjusted , by what we call ‘‘ impartial justice” every Saturday night, or at that great Saturday night of all which’ we call death. And all the time, underneath all our theories and expectations, breaking up through them constantly with its contradictions, there runs this vast law with its countless illustrations,— the law that the happy always tend to become happier, and the good better, and the wise wiser, and the rich richer, and the bad wickeder, and the fools more foolish, and the poor poorer. All the while to him that hath it is being given, and from him that hath not is being taken away that which he seemeth to have. And now what shall we say about this law? In the first place, there can be no doubt that in the operation of the law there is wrought out the greater part of the picturesqueness and interest of human life. That which some amiable theorists delineate, and try to establish as the actual condition of things, would certainly make a very tame and monotonous 6 LAW OF GROWTH world. The strong, emphatic characters and careers which, having much, are always drawing to them- selves more and more of the things which make life rich,—these certainly give to humanity a various strength and beauty which none of us, not even the humblest and the least endowed, would really be content to lose. Do you suppose that the obscure man who finds that everything like fame or notice drifts away from his life and gathers about the lives of one or two preéminent men of his time would really wish, in all his discontent, that all the world of reputation could be rolled level and no man be thought more of than any other man in the great, flat expanse of average existence? I think not. There are—and it is one of the signs of goodness that there are—new emotions and sources of pleas- ure which come out and exercise themselves when a man finds that his is not to be one of the privileged points of human life. The pleasure and growth which come by admiration of what is greater than himself; the unselfish joy in helping to complete the good work of some one who is supremely qualified to do it; the growing conviction that the world is richer for these concentrations of power which at first only excited jealousy,—all of these, which are among the truest and most cultivating pleasures which a man can have, become available to him who accepts and rejoices in the law which makes some lives supremely rich, even though his be not one of the rich but of the poor. The valley may wish it were the mountain up* to which it gazes from its humble depth, but it would rather be the LAW OF GROWTH 7 valley with the glorious mountain towering above it, and drinking in its sustenance from the moun- tain’s side, than to have the whole earth rolled smooth, mountain and valley obliterated together in one indistinguishable level of dreary, barren plain. Believe me, my friends, there is something better for you to do than to accept the patent inequalities of life with forlorn resignation. There was never any champion of individuality like Jesus, and yet He recognized and found no fault with the law of privilege, the law by which wealth and culture and the patent forms of happiness flow together and collect in the rich lives of certain men. It is pos- sible for you, though a poor man, to take so wide a view of the world, and of your race, that you shall be thoroughly glad that some other men are rich. In conscious ignorance and inability to learn, you may delight to know that some man whom you see is very learned, and learns more and more every day. Nay, you may be very wretched, and yet have your wretchedness not deepened, but lightened, by the sight of some brother’s life, into which happiness seems to have poured its most profuse abundance, and who goes singing under the windows of your . sorrow. You have anticipated me, I know, in thinking that the perplexity and difficulty come when we apply our law to moral life, and find that goodness and badness also have the same principle of ac- cumulation. Then it is often very bewildering. There is a man who has the love of goodness in him. Something of the divine passion of holiness 8 LAW OF GROWTH has touched him. He is very far indeed from per- fect, but he is a good man as distinct from a bad man. The direction of his life is set toward right- eousness. To him come trooping all good influences from all regions of the earth. Everything he reads and sees and does, everything that other people do to him or around him, seems to give him some new opportunity of good. The very temptations that beset him seem compelled to render up to him their strength, and help him to grow better. The world of things seems to have taken his goodness into its charge, to bring it to completeness. Close by his side, it may be, is another man, whom all the world calls bad. He does a good thing here and there, but the choice of his life is wickedness. The deeper dispositions which run under all the casual events are deliberately set toward sin. What is it that makes that man’s life terrible to watch ? What is it that makes gradually gather in his own eyes a hopelessness that sometimes enrages him, and sometimes only serves him for an excuse ? Is it not the way in which everything that happens to him seems to increase his wickedness. The evil element in everything seems to fly to him. Out of the quietest scenes there rise up voices calling him to sin. If there is a bad man, he meets him. If there is a combination of circumstances which can bewilder faith and shake responsibility, it seems to gather around him. This is the way in which life easily comes to look to us like a great machine for making good people better and making bad people worse. It matters not that round the good man ~~ = LAW OF GROWTH 9 there do gather manifold temptations to be wicked and round the wicked man come crowding the per suasions to be good,—nay, the very subtlety with which goodness draws out of the worst temptation some ministry of grace, the dreadful ingenuity with which sin draws out of the best influences some provocation of evil, only makes the truth more manifest of how easy it is for the good to grow bet- ter and for the wicked to grow worse in this great, mysterious, fertile world. You wonder sometimes how men can believe in heaven and hell. My friends, the wonder is how, with this sight before them which I have described, men can help it. The belief in heaven and hell is but the carrying out into the long vista of eternity of what men see about them every day,—the law of spiritual accumulation and acceleration, the law by which sin and goodness increase each after its kind. The more clearly a man believes in the life to come, and thinks of it as under the same great moral forces that pervade this life, the more im- pressive grow to him its spiritual necessities. He believes in a mercy which runs beyond the grave; but unless it be a mercy which does what mercy never does now, and compels to goodness the soul refusing to be good, there still stretches out the possibility of a wickedness forever obstinate, and so forever wretched. But think of it, if you will, only as it concerns this present life. It would be impressive enough even if there were no life to come, this tendency of everything to make the good grow better and the > £@ LAW OF GROWTH evil worse. If the fact is as clear as I have stated it, then it must stand as one of those things, like the wind or the sunshine, of which it is quite un- necessary that we should spend our time in asking whether it ought to be, as we can see very plainly that it is. What we do need to ask is the value of such a truth, so fundamental, so pervasive, set right into the midst of our life. How will it affect our living ? What good effects is it intended to pro- duce? The answer to that question seems to me to be twofold. It will emphasize individuality; and it will keep ever vivid the difference between right and wrong. Let us look at these, and see if they are not what the world very much needs. The emphasis of individuality, the conviction of a man’s self as having a personal character and living a personal life, is not this the thing the lack of which has made the weakest moments of all our lives ? There are two classes of sins, —those that come from our feeble yielding and those that come of our wanton obstinacy. Of the latter class we may say sometimes that they result from our exaggerated individuality. Really they come of our distorted and diseased individuality. But the other class comes surely from the absence of any strong sense of individual life at all. From the boy who catches his first oath from the lips of the boy three years older than himself, whose impressive age and ex- perience swallow up the personal responsibility of the admiring youngster by his side, on to the old man who dies rich, with a fortune that he has made by some of the conventional unrighteous- LAW OF GROWTH Il nesses — where is the trouble in it all? Is it not in the feebleness of the boy’s and the man’s conception of himself? Duty, duty, that great, personal idea, something that he owes to God, something that he must do, whatever anybody or everybody beside him in the world may do,— that has not taken hold of him. He knows nothing about it. If he gets deep enough to have any philosophy about it all, his whole philosophy will be this,—that goodness and wickedness, like happiness or unhappiness, come by chance, that neither is to be struggled after or avoided. Oh, it is terrible to think how full our streets and houses are of that philosophy! The man you do your business with, the friend you take your pleas- ure with, the brother or sister with whom you live in the same house, it is terrible to think how all moral life seems to him an accident, that it is as perfectly uncertain whether he will be noble or base to-morrow as whether the wind will blow east or blow west. There can be no strong sense of per- sonality there. There personal life resolves itself into a bundle of tastes, and the man recognizes himself only by what he likes or hates. But now suppose that mancancome into our law. Growing ‘cognizant of moral life, trying to be a good man or coming to know himself a bad man, he finds all the world declaring a disposition towards him, helping him on in the way which he has chosen. He has called it a world of accidents, and thought himself its puppet. But the minute he makes any moral declaration of himself he finds the world all devoting os 12 LAW OF GROWTH itself to the fulfilment of that declaration, all tending to make him more and more what he has set out to be. He has been floating on the waves, tossed where they pleased to toss him, but the minute that he says, ‘‘ I will go thither,’’ and be- ‘gins to swim, the water under him becomes his helper; it lifts him up and floats him; it answers to the beating of his hands; it bears him on and lands him where he wantsto be. Now that is thoroughly personal. It cannot be anything else. A man setting a moral destiny before himself, and feeling the whole current and power of things immediately bearing him on to it, must come to the certainty that he is a self-determined being and that God helps his self-determination. Oh, my dear friend, this is what you want. In your parlor, at your club, you are losing yourself, you are losing your soul, you are getting to seem to yourself the mere creature of accidents. What do you need? Goand undertake some duty. Go and be moral. Go and be good. Go and find the soul that you have lost. Go, and in the midst of your self-indulgent life surprise yourself by doing what perhaps you have not done for years,—by doing something that you ought to do because you ought to dozt. As you enter that moral region you have no idea of the revolution that will come in all these accidents and their relation to your life. It will be as if a general had forgotten his generalship, and gone to playing games and running races with his soldiers, who have forgotten it, too. But by and by the bugle sounds, and he recalls himself. He LAW OF GROWTH 13 flings his play aside, and arms him for the battle. And then they, too, reverence him again, and cry, “Oh, let us help you, for we are only your servants as soon as you have really undertaken to be worthy \ of yourself.’’ So all the world will help you as soon as you try to do yourduty. When you claim your manhood it will own your manhood, and you, who have counted yourself a mere playfellow of the blind chances of the world, will find yourself recog- nized by the world as a true moral creature, to whom it is commissioned, by the God who made it, to render its humble help in working out your moral life. I said, again, that the truth which Jesus empha- sizes so, and on which we have been dwelling, is of value because it keeps ever vivid the difference be- tween right and wrong. The idea that out of the mass of influences about us the good character ap- propriates the elements which belong to it, so that it grows ever better, and the bad character appro- priates its own elements and grows ever worse — that seems to me to be one of the most profoundly impressive declarations of what essentially different things the good and evil are. I take two seeds which look so much alike that only the skilled eye can tell the difference between them. I plant them side by side in the same soil. Immediately each of them sends out itssummons. Each demands of the ground the elements of growth which its peculiar nature craves. The earth hears and acknowledges the summons, and renders up to each what it de- mands. So two men, who seem just alike, are set 4% a Find \ pV 14 LAW OF GROWTH down in the same city. Instantly to one there fly all the influences of good; to the other there gather all the powers of evil that pervade that city’s life. Or, into a man’s life is dropped a purpose. That purpose instantly declares its character by the way in which it divides the forces of his life. If it is good, it calls all that is good within him or around him to its aid. All that is noble gives its strength willingly to this new, feeble plan. All that is slug- gish, base, selfish, in his nature or his circumstances sets itself against his new desire. It is in such discriminations that the essential differences of the qualities of the good and bad dis- play themselves. In the least atom of good there lies a power to attract goodness and repel wicked- ness. Inthe least atom of wickedness there lies a power to repel the good and to attract the bad. That is the qualitative power of moral natures. Ah, when we think how everywhere we are imposed upon by guantities, do we not need, do we not wel- come, this strong statement, that the real power of things lies in their gualtzes—in what they really are, whether there be much of them or little? See how we are deluded. We take some vice which, in its larger manifestations, we know is flagrant and destructive. We make it small. Without chan- ging its character in the least, we bring down its dimensions. We turn the great public cheat into the little personal deception; we transform the large, insulting slander into base, personal, gossiping detraction; and what was acknowledgedly bad on the large scale is accepted as graceful and venial in LAW OF GROWTH 15 its smallness. Or, just the opposite: we take some action which in its petty forms everybody owns to be bad and mean, like the bullying of the weaker by the stronger, and, lifting it to a higher degree, we crown it with dignity and honor, as when we glorify the oppressor and the tyrant. Oh, we do need everywhere more of that conscientiousness which looks at the qualities, less of that superficialness which is overcome by the mere quantities of things. The other side of this is to me even more impres- sive. If we lose sight of the essential nature of evil very often by dwelling upon the increase or diminu- tion of its size, so that the very great or the very little evil seems to us to be almost absolutely good, the same is true about the quality of goodness. There, too, we are imposed upon by quantity till we forget that quality alone is vital. If we could all see, and always see, the essential force which is in every good act, however slight it is, and in every true belief, however meagre it is, how different our lives would be! But our goodness and our faith grow very small; and, instead of valuing all the more intensely what is left, our ordinary impulse is to throw the remnant away. It is so little, we think, that it is not worth the keeping. Suppose that out of the world there should be slowly or suddenly destroyed all the seed of corn except one handful, just so much as one man could hold in his palm. Can you picture to yourself the care with which that handful would be guarded ? Can you imagine the interest that would gather about it, the poetry and dearness that would be in 16 LAW OF GROWTH it; how men, looking at it and knowing it to be the real thing,—true, real corn,— would see in it the as- surance of days yet to come when all the fields should wave once more with harvests? That is the way in which you ought to treasure your faith if there is not much of it, if little by little it has slipped away from you. You say it has grown to be very little. You say that many things which you used to believe seem to you no longer to be true. You stand holding in your hand the remnant of a faith, What then? Is it real? Is it true faith ? Whether it be little or great, do you really believe it ? If you do, then surely that belief ought to be very precious to you. A little, a very little, belief it may be,— nevertheless treasure it because it is belief, instead of despising it because it is \little. Value it for its quality, instead of dis- honoring it for its quantity. As you look into it behold its possibilities. See in its meagreness the promise and power of a great and manifold belief that may yet some day cover your whole life with verdure. Put it where it will be safe; and the only place where a faith ever can be safe is in the shrine of an action. Put it there. Do what that belief would tempt you and command you to do; and trust to its true quality to grow under the care of God, who knows in heaven every particle of true faith that there is scattered about the earth. In His sight it is all too precious to forget. What a great many people need to-day is to for- get for a while their care about the quantity of their belief, and to give their anxious attention to its LAW OF GROWTH 17 quality. Not, how much do I believe? but, ow do I believe ? It is well worth while for you to learn to ask that deeper question. Seek reality, even though it be by casting aside much that you have | carried about with you that was unreal. It is a glad day for a true man when at last he plucks off and casts away a faith which he has not believed, or a hypocritical habit which has not been truly his. ** Coming down to reality,’’ he calls it. It really is coming wp to reality. The fresh, strong, hopeful future opens before him. Of every other experience that is true which I have been stating thus about belief. You need to learn, when you hear Christ your Master insisting on repentance, on love for Himself, on love for fellow-man, on devoted work, that His desire is, first of all and deepest of all, for the qualities of those things. He wants a real repentance, a real love, a real devotion. If He sees reality, we can well understand how He can be infinitely patient with littleness ; for where He stands eternity is all in sight. He sees forever. He knows through what summer of cloudless sunshine the least grace will have time to ripen to the richest. He knows in what rich fields the seed will find eternal lodg- ment. So there is time enough, if only the seed is real. If it is not real, eternity is not long enough and heaven is not rich enough to bring it to any- thing. How impressive this is in the story of Christ’s earthly life! How patient He was with imperfec- tion! How intolerant He always was of unreality! | : 2 _, 18 LAW OF GROWTH He could wait for a publican while he unsnarled himself out of the meshes of his low vocation, but He cut with a word like a sword through the solemn trifling of the Pharisees. He never was impatient - with His disciples. Their graces were very small, _but they were real. Eternity was long, and He could wait till the graces which He saw to be real opened into all the possibility which He discerned in them; till the Peter who paraded his genuine but feeble resolution of devotion at the Supper grew to the Peter who could die for Him at Rome, and live with Him in some high doing of His will in heaven. It is good for us if we can treat ourselves as our Lord treats us. Try to find out whether your re- pentance for sin is real—a genuine sorrow for a wrong life. If it is, no matter if it falls far short of the complete contrition which you picture to your- self, still keep it, hold it fast. Do not let it slip away and drop back into the placid content which you felt before you were penitent at all. So with your love to your Saviour,—do not throw it away because it is not that large-winged devotion which soars up into the very sunshine of His closest com- pany. Keepit. Feed it on all you know of Him. Never trifle with it, or surround it with any un- reality of profession merely to make it seem larger than it is. Reverence it, not because it is great enough to be worthy of Him, but because for such a being as you are to love at all such a being as He is, is a sublime act,—the glorification of your nature, and the promise of infinite growth. LAW OF GROWTH 19 I long for every Christian, especially for every young Christian, to see this first Christian truth of the value of the essential qualities of things set deep into his life. Christ was full of it. Christ showed us how full God is of it. In it is the secret of endless patience. In it is the power of enthusi- asm at every stage of growth. Can the soul just come to Christ, just trembling with its first love, its first hope, lift up itself and sing enthusiastically ? Yes, if it can know indeed that ‘‘ to him which hath shall be given,” that it is in the very essential nature of the life it has begun to go on, and never stop, until it stands in the glory which is before the Throne of God. In the truth which Jesus taught, then, in the prov- erb which was so often on His lips, there lie still the warning and the inspiration which He put there. It is the truth of a live world, a world so full of life that into it nothing can fall without partaking of its life, a world that makes the good grow better and the bad grow worse always. If the world is making us worse, then not to change the world, but to be changed ourselves, is what we need. We must be regenerate by Christ, and then the world shall become His schoolroom, by all its ministries bringing us more and more perfectly to Him. May He give us His new life, that the world may become new to us! II. ry HALF-LIFE. ‘¢ Truth shall spring out of the earth, and righteousness shall look down from heaven.”—PSsALM lxxxy, II. Do not these words suggest the way in which one part of every life stands related to another part of the same life? There is a heaven and an earth in every man; first in his nature, then in his experience; and it is on the cordial working together of these two parts of his life that the healthiness and com- pleteness of any man’s existence depend. Think what these two partsare. The earth of every man’s life is what we are apt to call, in our loose, super- ficial way, its practical part. It is that which has to do with the methods and machineries of his exist- ence. It is made up of numberless details. The house in which he lives, the food he eats, the busi- ness he pursues, the places where he travels, the dress he wears, the amusements in which he finds recreation, the daily plans by which his living is conducted,— these make the earth, the lower and terrestrial level of his life. All these would be altered to something different if—the same man still, with the same purposes and standards which he has now —he left the earth and went to live on 20 HALF-LIFE 21 come star of other conditions than this familiar one of ours. And then, always over and around this world of methods and machines, as the sky is always over and around the earth, there is the world of purposes and standards,—the reasons why the man is doing these things, as distinct from the mere way in which he does them. To this world belong all the affections, all the calm or tumultuous passions out of which actions are fed, as the cornfields are fed out of the brooding or the hurrying clouds. To this world belong religion, all lofty and inspiring ideas, all great ambitions, all desire for culture,—everything which, unseen, is yet the motive and the force by which the visible activities of our lives are set and kept in motion. These make the heaven of our life. These would go on essentially the same in any other star. They are not dependent on the conditions of the earth. They would inspire other conditions if these present ones should be removed. Are you not aware of these two regions in your life? As, standing on some great mountain, you feel the solid ground under your feet, and see the sweep of landscape, mountain, and lake and plain and river all around you; and then, over all, the sky, separate from the earth, yet making one system with it, living in closest relation with it, and meet- ing it all round at the horizon,— do you not know these two worlds in your life, the world of method and the world of motive, the world of deed and the world of thought, the world of embodiment and the world of inspiration, the world of what and the 22 HALF-LIFE world of why—the earth and the heaven, may we not call them?— which make up together the total system of your life? And now the suggestion of our text is that, in order for a human life to be complete, both of these two worlds must be active and both of them must be true. If either of them is inactive, or if either of them is false, the life is a failure. Truth must spring out of the earth and righteousness must look down from heaven. The different failures to which men’s different lives do really come are the result of the different ways in which these two worlds do not work, or work falsely, or do not work in har- mony. Let us study this a little while, and I think we shall see that it is no mere theory, but the simple story of what is going on always in the world. The easiest and most obvious illustration of our truth, that which must let us see immediately what it means, appears in what we call the fine arts. There the two worlds are most distinct, and the need of their harmonious coéperation is most mani- fest. You go into a sculptor’s workshop, and how evident the lower world, the world of method, is! The tools that lie around, the hard, clear block of marble, the model in the clay, the evident need of technical skill which can only have come by practice with the most concrete and tangible of things, — all that is clear. But how the whole place loses its character, and is nothing but a mechanic’s factory unless, behind what you see, you are clearly aware of the unseen; unless the place is full of presences, of visions and ideas, of thoughts of beauty which HALF-LIFE 23 are to be embodied in forms of beauty through the means of all this visible matter and this technical skill. Here are two worlds; and evidently both of them are necessary, or you have no sculpture and no sculptor. Leave out the world of method, and you have only a dreamer left, who thinks of statues and never carves a stone. Leave out the world of motive, and you have only an artisan, who cuts statues as another artisan cuts doorsteps, with no vision, no meaning, no idea to make them live. Both worlds must be there and both must be true. Falseness in either ruins the result. You must have purity, loftiness, and truth in the conception which you want to embody, and you must have simplicity, straightforwardness, and reality, freedom from arti- ficialness and trick, in the technique by which you work, or you make nothing worthy of the name of statue. Given these two,—truth in the world of imagination and idea, and truth in the world of exe- cution,— and then the Venus of Milo or the Dying Gladiator comes. » We have not, most of us, to carve statues, but we lV have all of us to live lives; and so I turn at once to see how this our truth applies, not to a special art, fine or coarse (though it does apply to them all), but to the general conduct of a life. And it seems to me that the result to which our thought about it brings us is this: that there are four kinds of men— four kinds of characters, three of them weak and imperfect, one of them complete and strong — who may be conceivably produced by the imperfect or the perfect relations of these two worlds to one 24 HALF-LIFE another. All of these four kinds of men are actually produced and live among us. Let us describe them to ourselves, and try to learn some of their lessons. — I said, then, that both of the worlds, the world of motive and the world of method, as I called them, must be active in every man, and that they must work in harmony with one another, to make the perfect man. You will see at once where the im- perfect kinds of men will come from. There will evidently be: Ist, the men in whom the world of motive is alive, but not the world of method; 2d, the men in whom the world of method is alive, but not the world of motive; and 3d, the men in whom both worlds are at work, but work on different prin- ciples and keep no harmony with one another. 1. How common the first kind of defect is, we all know, I am sure, only too well. We see it in our brethren; we feel it in ourselves. Wherever a man lets himself be satisfied with ardent aspirations which never go forth in deeds, or with admiration of good- ness which does not utter itself in some struggle for the increase of goodness in the world, have we not got exactly this: Righteousness looking down from heaven, but no truth springing out of the earth to meet it? How long she may lean over the golden walls, and look and look in vain down to the dull, unresponsive earth! You let your mind dwell upon the misery of poverty, the wretchedness and terrible temptations of the poor,— how dreadful, how mys- terious are these inequalities of human life; the advantages of one, the disadvantages of another! How rich the opportunity, how pressing the neces- HALF-LIFE 25 sity that they who ave should give not merely money, but time and thought and sympathy, in help of these others who ave not ; that the richand happy should freely bestow themselves on the poor and wretched! Your soul is filled with these ideas. It not merely is filled with them; it glows with them. The theory is perfect. The conviction is complete. And then comes the demand for action. The poor man stands before your door. The special problem clamors for solution. And where are you? You have stopped short upon the borders of your theory, and are loitering in the mists of your enthusiasm, and all the need of vigorous action cries out for you in vain. Or take a case that concerns only your own per- sonal life. You have some vice, some bad way of living, and who is there so clear and cogent as you are to reason about it ? Who will so clearly show its evil origin, its mischievous result ? Who will be so earnest in praise of the man who with a manly resolution breaks the chains of this bad habit, and in spite of all the pain which the struggle costs him goes out free? And yet you go back over and over again to your abused and detested habit, and the new years as they come one after another find you still its slave. I am telling a most familiar story. It is what we have all seen and felt all our lives. It is the old story of unfulfilled purposes and enthusiasms that disappear like dreams. The world is ready with its explanation. It always makes its easy ex- planations of complicated situations, and is quite 26 HALF-LIFE sure that they are right. The world cries out, ‘‘ Hypocrisy!’’ It believes that the enthusiastic purpose which failed before it came to action was unreal. It laughs at the brave young reformer who was going to renew the world, and whose sword is missing when the battle morning breaks, and says, ‘*'You see there was nothing in his boasting. He meant nothing. It was all insincere.” The world is wrong. The problem is by no means such an easy one as that. There is sucha thing as hypocrisy, of course; but the chance is that this is not hypocrisy. Itis half-life. It is life only in the world of motive and not in the world of method. It is righteousness looking down from heaven without truth springing out of the earth. These high enthusiasms are thoroughly real, per- fectly sincere. It is simply that these men live in the region of emotion and idea, and very probably the lower world of action seems almost contempt- ible tothem. They almost despise it. It belongs to lower souls. Their part in life is loftier. No doubt, in time, this partial life tends to be- come unreal even in the part of it which does exist. An unused conviction always tends to insincerity. But it is real enough as it glows upon the lips of the young enthusiast —this outcry of high motive which never lays a finger to the tasks it paints so glowingly. The experience of how much there is of it in the world is what makes sad and pathetic the sight and sound of the college, full of high thoughts of life, and the hosts of brave young thinkers there, kindling with the reading of great HALF-LIFE 27 books and looking as if they could not wait for graduation day to save the world. 2. With this sort of failure in your mind turn suddenly and look at another which is just its oppo- site. Here is the man who lives only in the other world, the world of method. As he of whom we have been speaking never came forward out of the region of enthusiasm into the region of action, so this man never allows the region of action to have any background of enthusiasm. That the thing should be done is everything. That there should be a fine, high, spiritual reason why it should be done is nothing. Such men, I sometimes think, have grown most common in ourtime. They are of every occupation. There are professors very learned, very faithful, very skilful in all the techni- cal details of teaching, who will grow silent or grow scornful if you suggest the higher, the religious, purposes of learning, the duty to one’s own nature, to society, to God, which constitute the ultimate reason why one should be learned at all. There are business men, honest and charitable and intelligent to a degree which fills the whole business world in which they move with light, who are utterly be- wildered if you bid them think of the relation of business to the Brotherhood of Man and to the Re- demption by Jesus of the earth into completeness as the Kingdom of God. There are philanthropists the inspiration of whose philanthropy never gets above the economics of alms-giving and the waste- fulness of poverty. There are politicians enough to whom the state is a great machine of wonderful 28 HALF-LIFE complexity and fineness, but with no divine pur- pose, no possibility of character. Nay, strangest of all, there are religious men and women who, above all things, would guard religion from becoming overspiritual. Ask them why they are religious, why they go to church, why they say prayers, why they send missionaries to the heathen, why they read the Bible, and they will give you dry and dreary answers about religion being a natural crav- ing of the human soul; or, drearier still, about its being so helpful to the order of society. Not one word of eager and impulsive utterance of the child’s yearning for the Father’s love, or of the sinner’s gratitude for the Saviour’s glorious salvation! All is of the earth: nothing is of the heaven. It is faithfulness, intelligence, truth, springing up from below, not looking down from above. I know and I think that I value fully the better feeling which is mixed up with all of this. I know the dread of vagueness and sentimentality. I know the impatience with tiresome gush and enthusiasm that fail when it comes to work, the contempt for the mere pretence of lofty purpose, which by and by cries out, “‘ Let motive go, and simply do your work. What the world wants is that the students should be taught, the asylum founded, the railroad built, the Church service maintained.” All that is very natural, and also very shallow. Because there is sentimentality, no man has a right to disown the power of true sentiment. Because there is hypocrisy, what right has any man to say he never will be en- thusiastic ? Because the sky breeds fogs, does that HALF-LIFE 29 give any man the right to build the low roof ten feet over his head, and live in his poor cabin as if there were no mystery of sky beyond ? Because fanatics have had their heads turned by the Book of the Revelation, must you abolish the vision of the New Jerusalem from the vistas of your life ? The danger which comes with such a fault and folly is manifest enough. Let it grow to be the habit of the world; let great, enthusiastic motives cease to be felt as the inspirations of the world’s activity, and sooner or later that activity must lose its quality of faithfulness; and even while it main- tains that quality, and while men keep on working hard without any supply from the most profound depths and the loftiest heights of their natures, still their work must lose its breadth, and degenerate into tricks and artifices. This is what, I think, we have to fear more than anything to-day:—not a loss of the intensity of industry, but a loss of the nobility of industry; work done upon the lower and not upon the higher plane, and so not rendering the best result to the worker, nor giving the largest inspiration to the progress of the world; business done sordidly, government conducted mechanically, learning gained and given mercenarily, religion prac- tised formally, life in general relying for its im- pulses upon the needs which spring out of the earth, not upon the inspirations which come down from heaven. May God save us from these things, and preserve for us and in us not merely the activity, but the nobility of labor and of life! 3. I have depicted two kinds of failure. Let me 30 HALF-LIFE say a few words about a third, which is less simple, more subtle than these two. I have spoken of the man who lives only in the region of his affections and enthusiasms, in the world of motive, and leaves the world of method and action unattempted; and then of the other man who lives only in the lower world, and will not meddle with enthusiasms and high im- pulses at all. There is another man, as I suggested, in whom both worlds are active, but in whom they work contradictorily and will not keep time with one another. Have you never known the man with two con- sciences? Have you never known the man with the higher and the lower conscience ? One of the consciences was active in the region of his specula- tions and emotions, the other in the region of his practical, active life, and they were hostile each to each. They were both consciences. They both were based on the idea of duty, but they were set in opposition to each other, and confusion was the result. One or two instances will illustrate my meaning. Here is a man who, in the higher region of life, has accepted the duty of Humility. The more he reasons, the more he sets himself in the presence of the sublimest truths, the more he always is aware that to be humble is the only worthy position for a man all full of weakness and defect. He has stood in the sight of God, and felt how insignificant he is. He has looked the possibilities of his own life in the face and been ashamed of what he zs beside what he might be. ‘‘I must be humble,” he has said; HALF-LIFE 31 “what right have 7to boast? My only chance for any comfort is in owning frankly to myself and everybody else what a poor thing I am.” Now, that is perfectly honest and sincere. The man in his closet says that to God and to himself with all his heart. And then he goes out from his closet to his business. The world lays claim to him. Tangible things to do, concrete questions to answer, meet him on every hand. Do you not know how often a new sense of duty comes up in the street, which is different from that which filled the closet ? What can a humble man do in scenes like these ? Has aman aright to be humble here where self-confidence is the first element of strength ? © Does not humility mean self-obliteration ? And so | the man who, when he thought abstractly, philo- sophically, and religiously, accepted the obligation of humility, when he comes to act practically and con- cretely, finds it his duty to be proud. In the same way, the duty of trust and confidence and cordial faith in man seems to be met in common life by the counter-duty of suspicion. ‘‘ I have no right,” says the confiding man, ‘‘ in this world of wickedness, to indulge a faith in man which will only make me the victim of his wiles.”” In the same way, the man who, in the higher region, bids himself hope, forces on himself in common things the necessity of fear. So he who knows in general that man is meant to be tender and sensitive hardens himself with some base alloy when he goes among his brethren, as if so only he could be of any use. So the obligation of perfect truthfulness is met by the practical necessity 32 HALF-LIFE of a limitation of candor which really is deceit, and which pleads for itself in the sacred names of pity and justice. You see what all this means. It is not simply that high motives melt and weaken when you try to put them into action. It is that the world of action seems to have different standards of duty from the world of thought. Those which seem im- perative in one appear impossible in the other. There are plenty of cases where we do not carry our religion into common life because we are cow- ardly or indolent or selfish. The real trouble comes when, being perfectly ready to carry our religion into common life, we dare not carry it there be- cause it seems as if our religion there would do not good, but harm; because it seems as if that common life bred its own duties, and would not tolerate these that come down to it from above. There comes the deepest confusion. That is the real per- plexity in which multitudes of business men are struggling on year after year. When'they first met the difficulty as young Christian clerks, it filled them with dismay. Since that they have long ago settled down into a dull hopelessness of its solution, and take it asa thing of course. But it is still the oppression of theirlives. The heaven and the earth which are in them will not harmonize, and neither of them can they cast away, or bid to yield in abso- lute subjection to the other. 4. And what then? Is there any solution? Is there any harmony of these two discordant parts of this one life? Is this third failure a hopeless failure? HALF-LIFE 33 Must a man escape from partialness only to fall into confusion ? And this brings us to the positive which stands over against all these negatives—to the description of the sort of life which is not a failure, to which the study of these failure-lives must have been help- ing us. I wish that we could fill our minds at once with a picture which will bear witness to us of its own possibility of being realized. It is the picture of a man alive all through, from the summit to the foundation, in the celestial and the terrestrial por- tions of his life. It is the picture of a man who never thinks a high thought without instantly seek- ing to send it forth into its fitting action; who never undertakes an active duty without struggling to set behind it its profoundest motive. He is one total man. The heavenly part of him is not vague be- cause it is so high; and the earthly part of him, the lower part, is not counted wicked or contemptible. It knows its place, and, filling it completely, is full of dignity and peace. I say that such a picture, when we set it before our imagination, in some true sense proves itself. Our human nature, disappointed with many failures, recognizes its true idea, and says, ‘‘ That is what I was meant to be!’’ And then, when we look earnestly around to see how we, in our personal life, may indeed come to be that, we find ourselves at once in contact with a truth to which we always are returning. That truth is, that whenever man thinks of himself as a composite being, a being made up of parts and therefore liable to inconsistency, 3 34 HALF-LIFE liable to fall apart, he finds that he needs God for his power of coherence, he needs God for / the element in which his inconsistency may be - reconciled with itself and the whole nature find its harmony. Here, here alone, is where our three failures must disappear, and the only true success of human life come in their place. ‘“‘ The heaven is His throne; the earth also is His footstool,”— let those words come to mean for us that there is no highest thought or emotion which is not subject to His will, and no least plan or action which does not rejoice to put itself at His feet; and then, in common obedience to Him, the discord between the higher and the lower life must disappear, and the whole man, as the child of God, be all one, and all alive. I turn to the character and the career of Jesus, and all of this is plain. That wonderful character and career may be summed up in many ways. It shapes itself ever into a new orb of beauty as one sees it ever from a new side. In our summary of it, may we not say that it represents the higher and the lower life of man, harmonized within the obe- dience of God? It was because Jesus was always perfectly consecrated to His Father that the most exalted enthusiasm was never dissipated into a dream, and the simplest task was never degraded intoadrudgery. We love to think how Jesus never intimated the least contempt for common things. Contempt for common things is apt to be the feeble and desperate resort of men who cannot keep them from intruding into an importance where they have HALF-LIFE 35 no right, and so would tread them under foot and out of existence altogether. He who is in no danger of overvaluing them is prepared to give them their true value, and finds it easy. ‘‘ These ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.”’ ‘‘ Your Father knoweth that ye have need of these things.”’ “ Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His right- eousness, and all these things shall be added unto you.’’ What a poise and balance there is in all those words! What an entire absence of contempt forcommon things! ‘‘The common is not wicked,” they declare, ‘‘only less and lower. Therefore it is not to be abolished, only kept in its true, second place.’’ How different this voice is from that which has come from many of the seekers after spirituality in all religions and in every time! All asceticism tries to increase the exaltation of the higher life by de- faming and as far as possible abolishing the lower, which is as if you tried to make the sky loftier by destroying the earth and doing away with the hori- zon. Or if asceticism recognizes that the total man must be made up of heaven and earth together, it finds the fulfilment of this necessity in the general humanity. Let a few men and women, priests, monks, nuns, what we will call Religious people, live the spiritual life; and let the rest of men do the plain duties of their ordinary stations; and so the race, as a great whole, will be complete. Each part will see fulfilled in the other part that which it can- not fulfil in itself. To think that each man can live in the heaven and the earth at the same time isa 36 HALF-LIFE delusion. Against all that, Christ’s life and words and work are a perpetual protest. He bids each man be entire. He says to every one: This you must do and yet not leave the other undone. All His New Testament is full of that. Strange, that with the great Christian Book so clear about it, the old false division —the assignment of the heavenly life alone to one set of men, and of the earthly alone to another set of men—should have so fastened itself in Christianity! You say, indeed,—how men are always saying it! how terribly familiar it has grown!—you say, ““I am not spiritual; I cannot be. My possibilities on that side are very small; somebody must do my spirituality for me. Enough for me if I can creep through the common tasks of common life with decency.’’ Of such talk from anybody let us make little account. We make less and less account of it, I think, the longer that we know our fellow-men. At any rate, however much it may mean when a kind man uses it about his brother-man, making for him such excuse as seems possible, any man ought to be ashamed to use it in self-excuse about himself. The truth is, my dear friends, for any man in this short fragment of a life of ours to dare to think or say that he has understood the limits of his possi- bilities is worse than folly. It is almost blasphemy. What do you think of the boy that stands up at the age of ten, and looks you in the eye, and says that, as he has found he has no faculty for language, he proposes to deal with his language-books no longer ? Do you not bid him learn a little self-respect and HALF-LIFE 37 modesty together, and send him back speedily to his grammar and dictionary? And we are not children of ten yet in our long life of immortality! Before us stretches so far away the long experience, so dim, so calm, so certain, so certainly full of richer conditions and a perpetual development of this mysterious humanity of ours. What will you say to the pert little man who stands up sharp in the midst of the concrete trifles of his busy life, and says, ‘‘Oh, I cannot be spiritual. I have no faculty of prayer. It is impossible for me to find God, or even to seek after Him.’’ Will you not say, “‘ Be more modest, and so have more respect for your- self! Go back to your closet and your Bible, and do not dare to say what possibilities God has put into that nature of yours, which He made, till you are older, a great deal older than you are now; yea, till you are old as eternity!”’ Think of the other tone. Think of the man who says, ‘‘ So long as I live, until eternity shall end, I never will cease to hope that out of the depths of my nature, hopeless as it seems, may open the power to be that which, as I have seen it in the best souls among my race, is the best thing that a man | can be —a lover of God, and a dweller with Him among heavenly thoughts and motives.’” Whena man is saying that with all his heart, then how ready he is for the words of Jesus: ‘‘ He that hath seen Me hath seen the Father.’’ ‘‘ Nomancometh unto the Father but by Me.’’ Then comes, ‘‘I will go to Him, to Christ, and find God! How long, how slow, how hard the journey through Him, 38 HALF-LIFE through Christ, to God may be, I do not know; but henceforth, in this world and in whatever world may lie beyond, I will go on and on and on through Christ to God.’’ With that determination made, with that journey begun, eternity is not too long; nor has this world, nor any other, the temptation which can turn the man aside from his eternal search. O, you who have begun that search, be content, for at the last it must succeed. O, all of you, be sure that life is not really life for you until you have begun that search for God through Christ! Be sure that when through Christ you have found God, then, and not till then, will the harmony of your whole life, totally submitted in all its parts to Him, be perfect; then in you shall this great text which we have studied now so long be perfectly fulfilled: ‘“ Truth shall spring out of the earth, and righteous- ness shall look down from heaven! ”’ Ill. THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE. “Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.”——-MATTHEW xxv. 13. JESUS spoke these words at the close of the Para- ble of the Ten Virgins. The people were still under the impression that the parable had made upon them. It is the air of expectancy that pervades it which gives the parable its character. It all looks forward. It is busied with the future, not the past. The waiting virgins, the sleepless eyes, the well- filled lamps, and then the hurried stir, the rustling garments, the passing voices, and the opening and closing doors,—all the movement is expectant, and is full of one idea: Be ready, for a future is coming —new issues—new destinies—new duties. Forget the past! Look forward! That is the tone of the parable, and it is the tone of the Gospel always. Stretching out into an infin- ite distance, it shows the endless future of human life. It lays its hand upon every soul that is asleep and says, ‘‘ Wake, for your work is not done yet.”’ New developments of truth, new perfections of 39 40 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE character, and infinite plans of God in which we are to take part, —these are the burden of the Gospel, and of the spirit of these the Parable of the Ten Virgins is full. It is all alive with expectancy. It is a parable of the Future. ‘‘ Behold the Bride- groom cometh!” There are times, I think, when this character of the Gospel seems hard and almost cruel to us. There are times when the thought of expectancy is oppressive. Sometimes the soul is simply weary, and wants to lie down and go no farther. It seems to have done enough, to have lived enough. There is much in the past which is precious to it, but the thought of going on and making new history for it- self is dreadful to it. Life seems behind it. To turn and see that life is yet before it seems very hard. But always the Gospel keeps its character. It will allow no resting in the past or in the present. It is always holding up its future and insisting that its disciples should live in “* the power of an endless life: But this verse of warning which comes at the end of the parable has one special point. It brings out one kind of power in the anticipations of the fu- ture which is very striking. ‘*‘ Watch,’’ Jesus says, ““not merely because there is to be a future, but because you cannot know what the future is. Watch, for you know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.”’ Here is a sort of life enjoined — watchfulness. I hope we shall see clearly enough before we are done that watchfulness ~ is not a single act, nor a special habit, but a whole THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 4I new character of a man’s life. And this character of a whole life is represented as coming out of the fact that the future of the life is uncertain. There is one sort of life that a man will live who antici- pates no future at all, who lives wholly in the pres- ent. There is another sort of life for the man whose future is all clear before him, all ticketed and dated. There is yet another life for the man who knows that larger and stranger things are coming than he comprehends, who expects surprises. I want to speak of this last kind of life. Our subject is ‘‘The Power of an Uncertain Future.’’ ‘‘ Watch, there- fore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.” We have one illustration of our subject always before us in the life of childhood. I suppose that it would not be possible to get a better idea of what Jesus meant by the watchfulness that would become the character of one who was always looking for His undated coming, than we should have if we could understand perfectly the strong and subtle influence which the uncertainty and apparent infiniteness of the life before him has upon a child. The alert- ness, the receptivity, the modesty, the eagerness and easy enlargement or readiness for great things, which belong to the best childhood, seem to me to be the very qualities which the Gospel is always try- ing to make in Christians, and all these qualities belong essentially to the uncertainty with which a child’s future hovers before his eyes. If you could take a very high average of human attainment, something considerably beyond what the majority 42 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE of men have reached, and fix that as the uniform level of men’s accomplishment, if you could decree absolutely that every life should go just as far as that and no life should go any farther, you certainly would have taken the spring out of the ambition of very many young aspiring souls. You would have taken away the uncertainty, and so you would have destroyed the romance and attractiveness. Prob- ably not half of them will reach that line, but probably those who do reach it will go beyond it if you do not set them a limit there, but leave them all infinity to aspire into. One will certainly shoot his arrows higher if he shoots them out-of-doors, with all the sky to shoot them into, than if he sends them up against the ceiling of a room that seems just as high as he can reach. And so it is the child’s uncertainty about his life that gives it all those characteristics that I spoke of. He does not know which way it will go. It is full of wonderment. Every door tempts him to open it, to see what lies beyond. Every corner tempts him to turn it. And so, just as you or I, going to Paris or London, will walk more in a day than any Londoner or Parisian in three, because our curiosity is always kept alive by the uncertainties of the un- familiar streets,—so the child will make more char- acter in a week than we grown people will in months, because life, not having yet hardened itself into routines and certainties, is always vividly inter- esting to him and is always enticing him a little farther on. There must be grown men, old men, here to-day, THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 43 who look back to nothing with such wistful longing as to the interest that life had for them when they were children. Can it be, indeed, that this dull and faded thing is the same that once flashed and sparkled with such bewitching colors? Living has disenchanted them with life. And if they look into it they will see that what has gone out of life is simply its uncertainty. They have solved all the problems. They have opened all the closets. Once, when they got up in the morning, they wondered what they would do that day; they thought of a thousand things that might happen before the sun went down. Now, they know just what will hap- pen and just what they will do at every hour of the day. Once each New Year's day was a pinnacle on which they stood and looked out into an enticing splendor of vague possibilities. Now, on New Year's day they balance their books, and, presuming that they will make and spend about the same amount of money in the next year as in the last, settle down to the dull content of a certain compe- tence. So the interest of life, you see, depends upon its uncertain futures. It will not do to solve the problems of life, unless in solving them you open new ones. If you can do that, then you can keep the interest of living. If you can open a new pros- pect, with all the splendor of vague distance about it, yet farther on, then you can afford to go over and examine in detail and so lose the romantic beauty of the prospect that has already opened to you. My dear friends, all this seems to me to lead to 44 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE very serious truth. It seems to me to show that life is certain to become dull and uninteresting and weary to an old man, to every man as he grows old, unless some future beyond life opens before him, which shall be to his old age all that the yet un- tried life was to his boyish dreams. The boy dreamed of the infiniteness of life, and there was color in his cheek and brightness in his eye and a dewy freshness in everything he said and did. That is all gone with you, perhaps gone so far back that it seems as remote as the book of Genesis when something calls it back to you. Is there any pos- sible thing that can replace it for you? Only that opening of another future, with new uncertainties, which has turned many an old man into a child again as he stood at the gateway of the Everlasting Life. When this life is exhausted, when its crooked streets have all been trodden to the end, still the interest need not have gone out of living if only from the hilltop of experience new and untrodden ways can open themselves before us, rolling on into the mystery of eternity. Then one may die with as true vitality, as eager curiosity, as he has ever lived. To him the interest of life is still preserved, as alone it can be preserved, by the power of an un- certain future. There are some touching instances of this feeling that an unknown future is necessary to any real pleasurable interest in living. Have you never heard people ask one another whether they would be willing to live their lives over again, and has it not sometimes seemed sad to see how almost every- THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 45 body said ‘‘ No’’—almost with a shudder, as if the idea was almost dreadful to him? It is not really that men’s lives have been so unhappy—that is not why they would dread a repetition so. There have been portions of their lives that they would dread. There are places, if we had to live our lives over again just as we have lived them, where we should set our teeth in grim misery as we came in sight of the old blunder or the terrible catastrophe which we had almost forgotten; but on the whole there has been more of happiness than wretchedness in all our lives. But the main reason why people shudder when you ask them to live their lives again is that the proposition seems to them so utterly dreary. A life with no surprises! A life where you knew just what was coming! There is no suc- cession of terrible blows that can fall upon a man that could begin to be so wretched as the dulness of such a life would be. Or take another question: You ask yourself, ** Would I have lived my life, if I had known at the outset just what it was to be? If all the picture could have been set before my baby-brain, would my baby-hands have been reached out to welcome it, or would they have thrust it impatiently away?’’ I am afraid there are a good many people here who, either from general temper or from some temporary mood that they are in, would think the answer to that question only too plain. ‘‘ Never!’’ they say. ** Never would I have lived if I had known before- hand what life was!’’ And yet how good it is for these people that they have lived! How much they 46 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE have added to the world’s stock. How much hap- piness they themselves have had in spite of all. They have been tempted on, spared the worst mis- ery of anticipation, and never wholly deserted by eagerness and hope, through the power of an un- certain future. My dear friends, if we feel this, what can we say ? Is there one of us that dare complain of God be- cause He keeps our futures uncertain? Does it not put something like a reason underneath these end- less changes by which our plans are always being broken up and our best hopes disappointed ? Is it good for a man to grow gloomy over that which is the only source of interest, hopefulness, and joy in life ? These words are very general; let us take our text somewhat more closely. This future in whose uncertainty the power resides is spoken of as the ‘* day and hour wherein the Son of Man cometh,’’— what day and hour is meant? The Son of Manis Christ Himself. His coming is certainly not a time when He draws near to the world, for He is in the world always. It must be, then, some time or times in which His presence becomes manifest. Such comings there are several of. Men discuss which of them the text refers to,—whether to the final coming for judgment, the coming to every man at death, or the coming of the Spirit at a man’s conversion. Let us not try to settle which it means, but let us take all three. It is good for us; it cultivates the life called ‘‘ watchfulness '’ within us, not to know when Christ is coming to judge the THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 47 world, when He is going to call us to Himself by death, when He is coming by some great experience to our souls,—the unknown coming for judgment, the unknown time of death, the unknown spiritual experience. 1. Take first the coming of Christ to judge this world. Clearly the Bible tells of some such time. Clearly there is to be some close of the present state of things and some new dispensation, to begin with some peculiar manifestation of Christ to men. For- ever in these chapters of the Bible runs the proph- ecy of the opened heaven and the Son of man sitting there throned among His angels. ‘‘ He cometh, He cometh to judge the world, and the people with equity.’’ But yet the time is all un- certain. ‘‘ Of that day and hour knoweth no man.’”’ Perhaps for cycles upon cycles yet this tangled web of forces may move on as it is moving now. Per- haps already the great wheels are trembling on the brink of stoppage. Science no more than revelation ventures to guess the /zme, though science, just like revelation, catches glimpses of the coming fact. And then, when we ask what the effect of this uncertain future on the world’s character is, we are struck first of all by this,—that every attempt (and men have always with a strange persistency kept making their attempts) to ix what God has left un- certain has done harm and not good to those who made their guesses. Certainly such attempts have not helped the religion on which they tried to fasten themselves. The Apostles evidently, after Jesus had gone away, believed that He would come back 48 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE while some of them were yet alive, but that was not the religion that inspired the zeal of Paul and John. Again, as the thousand years after Christ approached toward the end of the ninth century, you know there was a strange and widespread impression that when the thousand years were over, Jesus would come. The people waited. From many a house- top, as, in the night, one century gave the world over to the next, eyes must have watched the heavens for the coming Lord. But we do not find that such a confident expectancy made the world better. Certainly there were few centuries darker than the ninth, the century of wars among the nations, and gross corruption in the Church, and ignorance and misery in private life. Again, many of us are old enough to remember how, forty years ago, a vast number of our people believed that on a certain mentioned day the world would end and Christ the Judge appear; but certainly, among the multitudes who looked for such a crisis, no one ever heard that virtue or religion came to any wonderful development, that life was purer, holier, profounder, than among their unbelieving neighbors. Nor will the most enthusiastic supporter of any of the Mil- lenarian theories that have attempted to tell what is to be the end of things with more or less exact- ness, venture to say that his theory has established for itself any right to be called necessary even to the highest Christian life. No; history shows us that where men have thought they knew the end, it has not been good for them. It is better that they should not know. And cer- THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 49 tainly we cansee why. Can we not understand that the best culture for the world is just in that idea under which God has kept the world living,—the idea that all these things were temporary, and yet an entire ignorance as to the length of their en- durance? If the world has been saved from entire sordidness, if its heart in every age has aspired after loftier things, if it has been able to keep in its re- membrance that character was the one permanent thing, if thus it has been able to sacrifice other more manifest things to the invisible majesty of character, the reason in large part has been that in all ages men have believed that the time would come when all these things would pass away. The “ eternal hills’’ were not eternal. The calm heavens were some day to part in fire, and the Judgment Day of the world to come. On the other hand, if the world of men, believing in the coming Judgment, has still worked on, toiled on the substance of this perishable earth as if it were imperishable, developed its resources and so made it a fitter instrument for their own development, it has been because no day for the catastrophe stared them in the face, paralyz- ing their healthy activity, and blighting their cour- age. To live in one’s work, and yet above one’s work, is what one needs. To beaservant of the earth, and yet superior to the earth, where it has been put by God, is the lesson that the human soul always has been learning; and that lesson it has been taught by the power of the world’s uncertain future. I think it is just the way in which a wise parent 4 50 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE treats his child during the preparatory years in which he lives still as a child under the parent’s roof. He lets him know that that home-life is tempo- rary. He opens windows through which the boy can see the life that he must live for himself out in the world, when this first dispensation shall be over. And at the same time he draws no line, fixes no date, makes the child-life as real as it could be if it were to last forever. So God trains this world for the next. So He keeps Time full of solemn watch- fulness for Eternity. So, in the ears of a humanity which is to be educated by the ministry of perish- able things for those which are imperishable, He seems to be always uttering those unutterably solemn words: ‘‘ Seeing that all these things shall be dissolved, what manner of persons ought ye to be in all holy conversation and godliness, looking for and hasting unto the coming of the day of God?” 2. If we can see much reason why the world should be left in ignorance about the time of Christ’s coming to be its Judge, we can understand even more of kew good it is for every man not to know just when the word of the Lord will come to him, as it does come to every man, to call him out of this state of being to a higher. I suppose that we have all thought, sometimes, what differences it would make in all our life if we all knew from the beginning just when we were to be called to die. Certainly we do not know, men do not know them- selves, how much the certainty that they must die some time influences and controls them. It is not often on their lips. It is not often consciously upon THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 51 their hearts. But there is something in the life of every man that would be changed in a moment if he suddenly were made aware that he were to stay here upon the earth forever. We say sometimes that men live here just as if they never were to die; we think that all this hurrying crowd upon the street has utterly forgotten death and hurries on as if it were to pour up and down these thronged avenues forever; but it is not so. Every man has in his na- ture the influence of the fact that he always knows, though it is not always consciously before his mind. The traveller in the city is always different from the citizen, though he has no time fixed for his depar- ture, and even prolongs his visit to many years. So the pilgrim-and-stranger feeling is somewhere in all of us. It differs in us all. It is an awful sense of brooding mystery in some, a tireless and hurried energy in others, and in almost al] it is a certain tenderness and dearness gathering about the earth which we are certainly some day to leave. But just consider what the consequences would be if this vague certainty were brought down and made defi- nite, and each man knew from the beginning of his course just when to him would come the summons that no man can disobey. The first thing that I think of is the great de- crease of physical energy and work that it would probably make in the world if every man knew just when he was to die. One of the strongest springs of action among men is the desire for the preserva- tion of their life, perhaps it is ‘ie strongest spring of action. It is this, the desire to prolong their life, 52 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE that has in large part broken up the forests and opened the mines and bridged the rivers and built the cities. This, in large part, is what one hears through all the clatter of the world’s machineries and the hoarse roar of business,—the personal desire for life. It is the clangor of the hammers with which men are building walls between themselves and death. This, too, is at the root of almost all our institutions: society, government,—they are all to secure men in life, liberty, and the pursuit of hap- piness; and of these great ambitions /zf¢ stands first and lies deepest of all. And, then, consider how, in the uncertainty as to the time of death, every man’s labor lasts almost— some men’s last quite—up to the time of death. Almost or quite up to the very last they still con- tribute to the wealth and progress of the world. No sight of the approaching end unmans their courage and makes them drop their tools before the time. Think, if you please, how many men, if they knew that their dying day was only one year off, would feel no spirit and no call to work during that year, the hope of self-preservation being definitely taken from them. And, then, think how much the world would have been robbed of, if all the labor that her millions of great and little workers have done within a year of the time when they were called away were taken out of the aggregate; and we can see already some reason why the cloud is not lifted, and men walk on, working and living and hoping, up to the very door of the other life. And when I think again, not of what the world THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 53 would lose, but of what the character and culture of the men themselves would lose, if the day when they were to leave the earth were known to them from the day when they first entered on it, then it seems clearer still. You train your little child for all the duties of his manhood. From his very cradle the thought of ‘‘ when he is a man”’ is before you as your inspiration and your guide. God takes your child, still in his childhood, to the higher education of the perfect world. The training for this life that you gave him, if it was really sound and true and godly, was the best training that he could have taken to the Eternal School; but could you have given it to him if you had known that he was to die so young, that he was never to mingle among men in all the ministries and competitions of the world ? Or, again, could a young man train himself to pru- dence, self-constraint, truth, and all the qualities that make the best successes of men’s middle-age, if he knew from the start that just upon the thres- hold of that middle-age the angel would touch him and he must go away? That eager student,—would he have studied so if he had always known that his knowledge would never be used here, that with its new richness all about him he was to lie down and die? And then the happiness that comes to hearts that look forward into years of friendship,—could it have flowed in so abundantly and cloudlessly upon the soul if that soul had foreseen the coming separa- tion ? Still, indeed, there would be left the highest values of knowledge and the highest sources of happiness; still the student might have known that 54 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE he could learn nothing that was really true, fot which he would not be the richer in whatever world he lived; still the friend might twine his friendship all the closer that it might be strong enough not to break even with the strain that carried it beyond the grave; but all the inferior sources of culture and happiness, which, though inferior, are pure, on which we all so much depend, must surely suffer a blight. Surely it is a good, kind God, a blessed Father, who lets us know that He is coming, but does not tell us when. We are like children off at school, to whom the father sends word that he will bring them home, that so they may study all the harder and be ready, but does not fix the day lest they should drop the books altogether and merely stand looking for him out of the window, wasting their time. God will bring the shortness of life home to all of us so as to make us say, ‘* We will work the harder,” but He will not let it weigh upon any of us so as to set us thinking, ‘‘ It is not worth while to work.”’ And we must think not merely of what such a certainty about the time of our death would take away from us, but also of what it would bring into our lives. It would set us all to preparing for death in a narrow and special sense. It is not good fora man to devote himself to preparation for dying. It is preparation for living that you need. When, in medizval times, men, feeling that death was near them, used to give up their work, lay down their arms, and, like the cloistered emperor, put on the cowl and go and live in monasteries,—nay, build THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 55 their coffins and keep their epitaphs written on their cell-walls,—we know that it was a mere makeshift. It was better perhaps than nothing, but it was an attempt to crowd into a year or two what a whole lifetime should have done, to force by unnatural -means that intimacy with the God to whom they were to go which should have been healthily gath- ered out of the daily experiences of a long, devout, obedient life. You cannot so make the perfect friendship any more than you can make the lower friendship so. To take away the uncertainty about the time of death would have a tendency (which the best men would resist, but to which multitudes of men would yield) to give the bulk of life up to in- difference and recklessness and crowd the last few months or days with an artificial religiousness that would have little power to prepare the soul for its great change. The only real way to ‘* Prepare to meet thy God”’ is to live with thy God so that to meet Him shall be nothing strange. So, surely, it is better for us as God has appointed it. So, surely, the picture of a faithful man, by every duty of his life preparing himself for the next duty, and so at last finding that living has prepared him for dying, and laying his life back into the hands of a Father in whose strength he has lived it all,—this is the highest illustration of the power of an uncertain future to influence and ripen and pre- pare us for more than we foresee. 3. And now, but little time remains for me to speak of the last of the three comings of the Son of Man. Christ comes to all last for judgment, Christ 56 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE comes to each of us at death, but Christ comes also in the hour of conversion, when He claims a man for His servant and bids him take up his cross and follow Him. In the religion of our day, conversion is made a less prominent and separate moment ina man’s life than it used to be considered in the re- ligion of other days. If this change means that all the life is recognized as being more full of God, and so lifted up nearer to the level of the conversion- hour, then it is well; but if it means that the supernatural power of the conversion itself is being disallowed, and so the whole life brought down to the level of every-day worldliness, then it is bad. All Christian experience bears witness that there are times when that Saviour who is always present and always seeking us makes Himself peculiarly manifest to our souls and asks us to be His. It may be in connection with some great outward change that comes to us; or it may be something wholly of the inner life, unseen, unheard by any one beside ourselves; but do you not know that such times surely come? I speak to any servant of the Saviour here: Were there not days, perhaps years, when you went on in your own way, Christ by you al- ways but you not seeing Him, Christ speaking to you and you not hearing Him? But at last there came a time when He looked on you with a new face and you did see Him; when He spoke to you with a new voice and you did hear Him! That is the time—be it a moment ora day or a year—ofa man’s conversion,—the beginning of a new life. And now, can you not see that it makes a great THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 57 difference whether that supreme meeting of your soul and God, which must come and which is fraught with such stupendous consequences, is to come at some fixed time, when you have reached some special age, when you are ready for some special study; or, on the other hand, whether it may come at any moment—at any moment between the solemn moment when you first find that you have a soul and that other solemn moment when you give your soul up to your Master and your Judge? If the first, then you may wait, wait unex- pectantly until you hear Him coming. If the other, then any time in the ever-turning journey of life may bring you into sight of Him; any sound close by your side may be His footstep. This next mo- ment may be His moment to bless your soul. Nay, ° this moment, zow, may be His time, and you may be letting it pass just because you are not knowing that it may be any moment, and so are not listening every moment for the slightest indication of His coming. More and more the law of the Christian life seems | to me to be this—that Christ the Saviour comes to | every man, and that they that are watching for Him | and expecting Him know Him when He comes, and | enter with Him into some higher life. ** They that were ready went in with Him to the marriage’’; these words of the old parable tell the whole story. Ah, yes, as we look back over our life, how sudden always have been the comings of the Son of Man! We looked for Him off in some distance, and sud- denly His voice spoke to us close at our side. Again 58 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE we said to ourselves in some proud moment of sei... exaltation, ‘‘ Now He must be near me; now He will speak to me,’’ but that proud, selfish moment has gone by, utterly cold and dead, without a sight or sound of Christ; and then, when we had just passed down off from the mountain where we hoped for so much, into a valley of humility where we ex- pected nothing,—then everything around us has been radiant with His presence, and He has spoken to us words of wisdom and a Brother’s tenderest love. We have expected Him, and He has not come; we have forgotten Him, and He has been with us. The deepest experiences of our life have taken us unawares. In such an hour as we thought not the Son of Man has come. Every man knows this of his life, and so what is the law of life that it ought to make for us? It is not hard to see. It must be always useless to pre- pare oneself against this or that moment, to make up conditions for what we fancy are to be the most critical times of life. That is spasmodic and unreal. But to be so possessed with the conviction that God is around us always, and may show Himself to us in any commonest moment, that we are always alert and ready to receive Him,—that is the true condi- tion of the soul. Sometimes from mere expectancy you may be deceived; sometimes it may seem as if God spoke to you when it is only your own longing that He may speak that makes you think it is His voice; but I think it is better to be mistaken so a hundred times than once not to be ready, and so say, ‘‘ Oh, it is nothing!’’ when He really does THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE 59 speak. It is better, after all, to be so superstitious that we find God where He is not, than to beso sceptical that we will not find Him where He is. Have we not, then, come at the end to something like a clear tangible notion of what the watching is to which the Saviour urged His disciples long ago, and to which He still urges us? It is not an act, not a habit, but a character. It is a constant alert- ness of soul which, believing that Christ does come near to people, is determined that He shall not come near us and escape us because we are asleep. It has no plan for the future, and so is always ready to catch any intimation of His plan. It is pro- foundly conscious that the world is full of Him, and so is ready to hear His voice from any unexpected corner. It believes, just as those disciples believed, that Jesus never died for men and left them to their fate, but that He will certainly come back to claim the souls He died for. It lives in prayer and work, both of them keeping it open and dependent; and by and by He comes, and they, being ready, enter in with Him to His home and their home in God. One would like to speak to all these young people very earnestly. Do not think that the life you are beginning has shown you yet all its mystery. Do not think you have got to the height or the depth of it when you have just found it pleasant and sunny. It is more solemn and profound than that. It will bring vast experiences. To you, more won- derful by far than you know yourself, and capable of far greater intercourses than you have imagined, 60 THE POWER OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE the Son of Man will certainly come. Do not manu- facture experiences. Do not pay too much regard to those who shout to you, ‘‘ Lo, here is Christ!’ or, ‘‘ Lo, He is there!’’ but be so expectant of Him always, keep so in the pure way of His command- ments, pray so earnestly for Him to come, that when He does come you will know it; when He calls you, you will answer; when He says, ‘‘ Come to me,”’ you will leave all and follow Him. Let your life be that, and then one hardly dares to say which is the holier, the time here while you are watching for His coming, or the Eternity hereafter when He shall have fully come and received you to Himself. May God grant you first the one and then the other! IV. THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE. “‘For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against princi- palities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places,” —-EPHESIANS vi. 12. IN this world wherever there is life there is strug- gle. We grow so used to it as a perpetual accom- paniment of life that we do not always give it its true name. We give the name only to some forms of wrestling with difficulty, and think that other lives are easy and struggleless. But always when we come to know these other lives and to examine them with any kind of care, we find that they too are engaged in strife, that the difference is merely one of form. Sometimes one strong man’s struggle shakes the world and makes the nations look. Sometimes it wears the man’s soul out in silence, and cannot be told, however the struggler longs and tries to tell it to his dearest friend. Sometimes it wiites itself in haggard lines upon the forehead and the cheek; sometimes the darker the strife that rages behind, so much the brighter is the smile upon the face. Sometimes the struggle is the joy of the life, making it like a perpetual field of trumpets and 61 62 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE banners and marching hosts; sometimes it is all the blackness of darkness, as if a man wrestled day and night for years in a dark dungeon underground with an enemy whom he never saw and only came to know by the untiring persistency of his strength and cunning. Sometimes it is the saint struggling with the last temptation that seems to keep him from perfect peace; sometimes it is the poor wretch struggling with what seems to be the last effort of the Spirit of Goodness to rescue him from perfect satisfaction and content in sin;—whatever, however, it may be, in this world there is struggle wherever there is life. The only way in which some souls seem to escape from struggle is by lowering the tone of life, by making themselves half-dead. No man in this world need ever seek after strug- gle. Let him seek after life, andthe struggle will come, héalthily and naturally, by the law of the world we live in. Whena young man or young woman, with a Byronic impulse, seeks directly for struggle, tries to reproduce in one life those signs which have told of the deep movement which has stirred some other life, the result is only an artificial and unpleasant affectation; the contortions do not move our sympathy, but our disgust. No, do not try to struggle, but try to live, and the struggle will open before you surely. Do not seek it, and do not shun it, but let the increase of life deepen as it will the seriousness and solemnity of your contact with those things which your growing life will have to touch. It is one of those things which puts heaven past, outside of, our comprehension that there there THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 63 ‘s to be the fulness of life, without struggle, in un- hindered ease and peace. We cannot understand that now, for in this world wherever there is life there is struggle. And then, another thought which follows immedi- ately upon this, and which is also abundantly con- firmed by the experience of men, is that with every change in the character of life there will come also a change in the character of the struggle that goes with it. As men come to a new and higher life, so will they find themselves in the midst of a new and higher struggle. It is as when a soldier storms a citadel: with each new chamber into which he presses as he comes nearer to the central room which is the key and core of all, where the choicest treasures are guarded, he meets always a more and more watchful and formidable enemy. Only beside the very treasure, only when his hand is laid upon the prize which he has come through all the perils thus far to seek, does he meet the strongest enemy of all, the stoutest heart and strongest arm that the whole citadel can furnish. The illustrations of this are endless. A man has been trying to be rich, and he has met the enemies and hindrances that beset that search,—the fickle- ness of the market, the competition of his brethren, his own temptations to indolence or to extrava- gance. But by and by, perhaps, the man zs rich, and then he presses forward into an inner chamber of ambition. He aspires to be wise. He wants to learn. With that wish opens a new life, and with the new life opens a new struggle. In his newly 64 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE built study he fights a fight which his store could never give him,—no longer now against the chances of the market and the opposition of the street, but against prejudice, against bigotry, against intellec- tual selfishness, against pride, against all in himself and other men that dislikes and dreads the truth; against all this he fights the moment that he be- comes a scholar. A man who has been selfish learns to love. Instantly he is struggling not merely for his own self-respect which it was so easy to con- ciliate, but for the respect and confidence of his beloved, which can be won only by magnanimous devotion. A man mounts to the thought of charity, and he is wrestling with other men’s woes and sor- rows, no longer only with his own. ~~ Or take St. Paul. Think over his life. Think how, as he opened one door after another into the successive chambers of his long career, he always met a new fight in each of them, and his growing life was marked and recognized by his growing struggles. His life began with that mere struggle for a place among the physical things of the physi- cal earth, which all human lives must encounter first —the struggle for existence,—by success in which he made himself a standing-ground for all his other fightings. Then, as a scholar of Gamaliel, came his fight with ignorance and with all the enemies of the ideas that ruled in that master’s school. Then, to the fiery young Pharisee, riding to Damascus, persecuting the upstart Christians, there came the new life of national enthusiasm, and with it the new struggle against what he thought his nation’s ene- THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 65 mies. Each of these lives, with its new struggle, was nobler than the one before it. But then this Paul became a Christian. To the spiritual truth of a spiritual Master he gave up his soul. The life hid in an unseen Christ opened be- fore him. He was drawn into it as if by a great, un- seen arm put out around him. And once in there, once living not for himself but for his Lord, the new life thoroughly begun, behold the struggle was all new! No longer now with disease and physical dangers, no longer now with the scholars of other schools who fought wordy battles with the young Gamailielites, no longer now with seditious followers of One who seemed a traitor to his nation and his church, but now with all the spiritual enemies of his Spiritual Lord,—with sin, with his own selfishness, with lust, with falseness, with unspirituality. The whole battle is drawn inward. On another field, with other weapons, inspired by other hopes, led by another watchword, now it rages. Hear him tell of it himself. ‘‘ We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.’ This was the way in which St. Paul came up to this great utterance of my text. The spiritual life had brought the spiritual battle. We cannot read the words carefully, indeed, without remembering how much there was in Paul’s mind which has grown unfamiliar to these modern minds of ours. Paul was a Jew. Tothe Jews the whole idea of be- ings outside of our race, who were in continual 5 66 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE contact with and influence upon our race, was one in which they had been bred and in which the whole history of their nation had been lived. They be- lieved in angels, and almost looked for their daily presence and help. They believed in spirits of evil, and traced the evil works which they saw in the world to unseen spiritual hands. Man’s sin consis- ted not simply in yielding to the persuasions of his own worse self, but in giving way to the tempta- tions of those external powers of wickedness of which the air was full. When St. Paul, then, de- scribes his battle, it is of these powers that he is thinking. .The ‘“‘ principalities and powers,’’ the ““rulers of the darkness of this world,’’ the “‘ spiritual , wickedness in high places,’’ that is, in the upper re- _ gions of the sky,—all these are not figures of speech with him; they are real beings, true objective ene- mies of the human soul. It is hard for us to realize how far we have depar- ted from that whole conception. Man’s look then was turned outward, and ‘all the universe was con- ceived as fighting for the possession of his soul. Man’s look now is turned inward, and his soul is fighting with itself, tossing in the fermentation of its own internal passions, its own enemy or its own saviour. They are different views of human life, the objective and the subjective view. Both views are true, but they give us different sides of truth. Probably no century has been so one-sided as ours in its intense acceptance of one aspect of life and its almost complete rejection of the other. No century has had its eye so earnestly fixed upon man’s strug- THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 67 gle with himself. No century has made so little of the thought of any evil spirits outside of us, trying to harm our souls. And we are all men of our cen- tury, and must look on truth from the side from which our time regards it, but yet we never ought to entirely forget its other sides, from which it has most powerfully appealed to other times. I am willing enough to talk after our modern way, to represent the struggle of man as a struggle with himself; but all the time I want to remember with St. Paul and all the great objective thinkers and be- lievers, that the universe is large, that it is full of beings who must send forth influence upon each other, and so that, while the spiritual enemy with which I fight to-day meets me immediately as a lust of my own soul, it has its sources and connections farther back in the world of spiritual being which stretches far, far away past my sight, but not too far away to send forth forces from its farthest depths which shall touch and tell upon my life. We want to bear this in mind, and see that Paul’s way of feeling and our modern way are really one. The underlying idea is the same,—that he who tries to live a holy life is beset by a new kind of enemy and lives in the midst of fears that he never felt be- fore. Paul sees those enemies gathering out of the realms of space. Range beyond range, world be- yond world, back into the most mysterious distance of the universe, he sees their hostile faces bent upon him, he feels their far-sent breath upon his cheek. We know our enemies, as they gather from the depths of our own nature, as they attack us from ine 68 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE the newly stirred regions of our own tumultuous selves; but in both cases the meaning is the same; we have begun to live a new life and we have found it beset by new enemies and fears. Indeed, this was what Jesus said to His disciples when He invited them to a higher life. He de- scribed and characterized the new life by its new fear: ‘‘ Fear not them that kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do, but fear Him who hath power to destroy the soul in hell. Yea, I say unto you, fear Him.’’ These words really agree with and fulfil the words of Paul. Paul says ) that as a man grows nobler he will wrestle not with men, but with devils; Jesus says that as a man grows nobler he will fear not men, but God. They really amount to the same thing, which is, that asa man grows nobler he will fight and fear not for the body, but for the soul, will fight the soul’s enemies and fear the soul’s Lord, —just as when a soldier is raised to the command of a great army, he is filled at once with a new fear of the enemy that is set against him, and a new fear of the king who has raised him to such responsibility. Let us look then at this struggle of the higher life, the new battle of life which a man begins when he for the first time undertakes to do battle against his sins. It isa profoundly solemn moment. The man who heretofore has tried to do what the world called right, because he thought that it was decent or because it would make the world think better of him, gets a new idea. The right is right because it saves the soul. The wrong is wrong because it ® THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 69 spoils the soul. The soul, the real spiritual self, the soul capable of a celestial whiteness, in danger of perpetual ineradicable stain, the soul whose purity is precious and delicate beyond anything on earth, —that soul becomes the touchstone and test of everything. Oh, my friends, with that new passion in the soul everything around you changes; expedi- ency, fame, pleasure,—every other wish,—is swal- lowed up in the desire to keep that soul pure. Is it any wonder that Christ called it a new life to which men could come only by a new birth? Let us see what some of its characteristics are. And, first of all, there is a certain strange and very delightful sense of dignity and exaltation which runs along with and continually blends into the fear with which the new life is beset. I think that this is always so. That which makes responsi- bility tolerable, that which supports a soul when any higher duty surrounds it with more pressing and dangerous dangers, is always the deep satisfac- tion, springing up with the fear and filling it and glorifying it, at finding that the manhood is capable of such a fear, that it has in it the power to dread that which it has now discovered to be its enemy. For natures might be graduated by the fears of which they are capable. And to come toa higher fear declares a higher nature and sends a thrill of conscious dignity all through the life. Man glories to find that he cannot play, ‘‘ unconscious of his fate,’’ like the “‘ little victims ’’’ who are only brutes. And in all the weight of danger which the man car- ries who has learned to care for his soul, there is a ~ 7O THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE sober joy which makes his life the happiest in all the world. I think We can have no idea of how the inspiring sense of human dignity would fade out of the life of our race if man came to really think him- self a creature of no spiritual capacity or peril, with a chance of no spiritual heaven, in danger of no spiritual hell. This is the first quality of the struggle with sin— _#the struggle after goodness. I would always men- tion this first. It isa solemn and noble exhilaration to the soul. And the next striking thing about it is the sz/ence with which it goes on. When a man begins to fight his sins he does not sound a trumpet to tell the world that the battle is begun. The world rightly distrusts any such parade, and, if it hears the trumpet, believes that it is no real battle which is so vociferously announced, but only a sham fight, with an understanding all the time made between the man and his sins which he pretends to wrestle with. The essence of the real spiritual fight is its silence. A man is stirred to the depths in some great revival meeting, and with an impulse which he does not try to control, he lifts up his voice and shouts his hallelujah to the Lord. He declares his new allegiance. He gives himself to Christ with “‘solemn noise.’’ But by and by he begins the fight that he must fight under his new Master. His old sins hear what he has done, and gather up their power to reclaim their servant. They meet him in the old familiar places. They find him in his shop, in his study, at his table, in his church. There he must fight with them. The THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 71 other,—the meeting where he shouted,—that was not the fight, that was only the enlistment. This is the fight and there is no noise; all is silence here. Men see some sign, it may be, in the face, a new light in the eye, a pressure which speaks both of pain and power in the lips, but no word is spoken. The fight is too personal. It is for the man’s own soul. The fighters are the man’s own sins. Oh, how it sometimes transfigures the dull street as we are walking in it and suddenly remember that a very large part of these men and women whom we pass, are fighting in silence battles with temptation, with falsehood, with lust, with scorn, with doubt, with despair, with cruelty, which make their lives heroic! We cannot see their ight. They could not show it to us if they would, and would not if they could. The battle is ‘‘ above the clouds.’’ But the clouds of men’s lives, the dull and dubious and foggy sides which they turn to us, cease to be dreary when we allow ourselves to think that behind and above the dreariest of them the real soul of the man is fight- ing silently with its sins, and winning certainly a better life. It is this silence of the spiritual struggle that easily lets one who is not a sharer in it become sceptical about it. I do not doubt that there are men who honestly think that there is no such thing, that it is alla matter of nerves and dreams. That a man should fight with other men to win from them what is theirs—c/az¢ they can understand. They are doing that themselves every day. But that a man should fight with himself for himself, with his own | / 72 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE sins for his own soul,—that is incomprehensible. It never can be made credible to such a disbeliever till he himself undertakes it. When he does, when, on some great, new birthday of his life, he feels his soul claiming him, sees it beset—poor thing!—with al] its enemies, and gives his life up to saving it,— when that time comes, then he will understand the spiritual fight of all these other souls. The mists will scatter from before his eyes, and that fight will seem to him to be the one real thing that is really going on in all the world. The earth will seem to rock with it. He will feel it all about him when he once carries it within him. And this suggests another characteristic of the spiritual struggle, namely, its companionship. Silent as it is, it is not solitary. Have we not all felt sometimes that silence, with those who are in genuine sympathy with one another, brings men nearer together than any talk can do? Talk neces- sarily obtrudes details. Talk compels me to feel the special form of a brother’s life, and so, in the differences which there must be between the form of his life and mine, obscures the identity of spirit. But two souls side by side, doing the same essential work in different forms, but doing it in silence, feel one another’s companionship perfectly, and get the best blessing and help from one another. So it is in men’s fight with theirsins. Let every man shout aloud the story of his battle, and the impression will be of infinite difference. Let every man fight on with earnestness, but with no foolish attempt to tell the details of his struggle to his brethren; and the’ _ r| v THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 73 truth of the identical spirit that pervades them all will come out clear, and each will get the inspiration of all the rest. A world full of men who fight their several battles in their several circumstances is like one of those old eastern towns where there is one single fountain, out of which all the people of the town have to draw all the water that they need. ' They live their different lives; they use the water ) which they draw for various uses,—one in one trade, another in another,—but once a day they all meet at the fountain to refill their pitchers for their sev- eral works. The fountain is the centre of the town sand gives it all its unity. So the souls of all earn- est men are in their different struggles, but they all meet, all rest, in Him who is the supply, the foun- tain of them all, the God to whom they are all dedi- cated. He who is the fountain of goodness is the centre in whom all men who are struggling for good- ness find unity with one another. How true, how deep, that unionis! You have not learned its deep- est quality if you require that men should tell you what their struggles are, and tell you that they know of yours. You have not fully learnt it unless, without a word, you live in company, through God, with every soul, known or unknown, whose life in its own way is seeking Him. Yet one more thing about the spiritual struggle which gives it a large part of its character is its per- petualness, its persistency. It is to run on through all our life. We always do differently those things which we do temporarily and under some special demand, and those other things which we do 74 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE continually as a part of our life. The first are spas- modic and take force out of us. The others are calm and determined, and put life into us. There is always a difference between the taking of occa- sional medicine and the taking of regular food. And some men fight their sins as if they expected to conquer them all and to be perfectly good by to- morrow night. Other men look calmly forward and see the work they have to do stretching on solemnly to the very end; and, with complete dedication, ac- cept struggle not as the temporary necessity, but as the perpetual element of life. Oh, what a repose comes to a man’s soul when he has once done that, —the repose not of idleness, but of accepted work. No longer does he tire himself in trying to shirk what he knows is as true a part of himself as the drawing of his breath. He wakes every morning to his struggle, not with weary surprise, but with glad recognition that his struggle is still there. He plans for it far ahead as a thing which, he is sure, will still be with him. And his greatest wonder about death and heaven is how he can ever leave behind that which is such a true part of himself, and what it will be to grow in goodness against no resistance, how it will seem to do right when there is no temptation to do wrong which must first be trodden under foot. The dignity of spiritual struggle, then, its sz/ence, its companionship, and its perpetualness,—these are the positive qualities in that fight with unseen sin in which every true man is engaged, and in which his deepest life is lived. I want still to suggest to you what are some of its negative qualities, what are THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 75 some of the freedoms into which a man is liberated by it, at the same time that it gives these endow- ments to his life. When St. Paul says that we wrestle ‘‘ against principalities and powers,’’ he says also that “‘ we wrestle not against flesh and blood.’’ The more that the battle wztk the unseen for the unseen takes possession of a man, the more the bat- tle with the seen for the seen must let him go. You may put it to yourself either as a necessity or as a privilege, either ‘‘ you may ”’ or “‘ you must.”” But at any rate the two are inconsistent with one another, the eagerness for the spiritual and for the temporal victory. They cannot live together. This liberty from carnal passions and struggles will be the best test that the higher spiritual struggle has really en- tered into us. When the passion of our life is to conquer sin and be good, we shall let men beat us in the race of business; we shall let men overwhelm our wishes with their arrogance, or drown our good repute in their slanders, wherever the great fight of our life, the fight with sin, would suffer a moment’s hindrance by our effort to refute the slander or to right the wrong. This is a noble liberty. The true struggler with sin will no more turn out of his way to punish a man who has wronged him than the cap- / tain who is leading his army into deadly fight will stop to chase a fly that stings him onthe way. The battle with “‘ principalities and powers” puts us above the fight with ‘‘ flesh and blood.”’ Again, this assurance of the Apostle, that the true man’s battle is not with flesh and blood, has another meaning. It contains that old truth which it is so 76 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE hard for all of us to learn, but which, when we have learned it, cuts for us the knots of so many difficul- ties,—the truth that the moral trouble of our lives does not lie in our circumstances, and that it is not our circumstances that we have got to conquer in order to be better men. Fighting with poverty, fighting with ignorance, fighting with allurement, fighting with bad health, beating ourselves against the narrow walls in which we have to live,—those may be fights that we cannot escape; but none of them is the great fight of our life. We may be de- feated in them all, and yet be conquerors in the fight to which God sent us. Not with circumstan- ces but with spiritual conditions is the struggle that makes us men; not with the things the tempter uses for his tools, but with the tempter; not against flesh and blood, buf against spiritual wickedness. But still more Paul’s view of life shows us the folly of substituting personal hostilities for the war with wickedness. It is so easy to hate a wicked man! It is so hard to hate asin! And men have always been letting one slip into the place of the other. This is what has made those dreadful things called religious wars, and the persecutions of heretics, which have stained the pages of Christian history with such unchristian blots. Three hundred years and more ago two knights stood before the great Em- peror Charles the Fifth, one asserting and the other denying the doctrine of the Immaculate Conception. The Emperor bade them fight their battle out with spears upon the field. They fought; and the cham- pion of the disputed doctrine unhorsed his adversary THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE Fh and compelled him to confess his error as he lay helpless on the ground. What a strange, deep twist there must have been in men’s minds before such a performance could have meant anything to them. Imagine the brave young victor standing with his foot upon his prostrate foe. He has conquered him. He hears the words of reluctant and insincere con- fession groaned forth between his tortured lips. And then, suppose, in all his flush of victory there start up in his own soul, as well there might unless he is merely a splendid animal with an arm that is invincible and a mind incapable of thought,—sup- pose there start up in his own soul doubts about the dogma in whose behalf he has fought and con- quered. Suppose it seems to him, all of a sudden, to be incredible,—this for which he has risked his life. How worthless this battle which he has just fought with his brother knight must seem to him! Now the only real fight is just beginning in his own troubled soul. The shouts of the people tell him he has conquered, and the doctrine is sustained. He knows that the battle is yet to fight, that it lies be- tween him and these unseen doubts. The victory over flesh and blood withers into worthlessness even as he takes its laurel. The true wrestling is to be with doubt and unbelief; and for that he goes to the silence of a cloister or the venerable peace of some altar in the Church. We do not set our knights on horseback any longer for the faith, but oh! the cheaper, tawdrier ( way in which we set denomination over against de- nomination, and count the majorities of church over | 78 THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE rival church, and think that that has anything to do with the answering of the question over which the soul of man is anxious,— What is truth ? Wedonot any longer kill one disbeliever, but we think that in some way by hating and abusing him we substan- tiate our own belief. Only when in a man’s own soul the real strife comes, does it appear how worth- less all that which we called fighting for the truth really was. When the ‘* powers of the air’ are up in arms against us, when our own hearts fling their doubts in our faces, when we are wrestling for be- lief with the devil of unbelief who has taken posses- sion of our own souls,—then is the moment when we are least likely to revile the unbeliever. The fight with “‘ principalities and powers’’ frees us from the struggle with flesh and blood. That is the human charity and patience which belong to all deep life. And just once more, the law that the deepest struggle ‘of life is spiritual gives us, when we have realized it, the power to separate between the special forms and the essential spirit of the wicked- nesses that are around us, and always to fight against the spirit, not against the form. To denounce dis- honesty not because it is dishonest, but because the cheater happens to be cheating ws; to abuse im- purity because of some offensive aspect which for the moment it has taken; to upbraid slavery not for the absolute wrong that it does to the slave’s manhood, but for the blood that a specially cruel master draws from the slave’s back,—all of these are fightings not against the spirit but against the THE SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE 79 form of sin. Christ set us nobly an example of the fight, not against the form, but against the spirit, when, instead of rebuking the single bad acts which He saw about Him, He laid the strong and tender hand of His Redemption on the essential badness of the human heart, and so has changed the world. O friends, that we might know—I hope that many of you do know already—the privilege and joy of that profoundest struggle, in which a man, full of the passion of holiness and faith, wrestles with sin and doubt; and, coming by Christ who is our Brother to God who is our Father, finds etern- ally in Him the goodness and the faith which are well worth all the struggle through which we may have to reach them, and without which no man really lives, V. THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD. “‘Take away her battlements, for they are not the Lord’s,”— JEREMIAH Vv. 10. IT seems to be a hard and cruel cry which the Prophet Jeremiah utters in these words. Jerusalem was the City of God. Over the choosing and win- ning of the picturesque site where it was to stand, over its gradual growth, over the building of its temple, over its fortifications and embellishments, over its fortunes in peace and war, God had watched with peculiar care. Its enemies had been His ene- mies, its friends His friends. And now His city was beset by foes. She stood, almost visibly trembling, upon the rocky height where God had set her, al- most as if she were a frightened deer which had taken refuge there from the dogs of war whom she could hear all round her, howling for her blood. The Chaldeans were pressing upon her and thirsting for her life. And the poor city was getting comfort out of the single thought that she was well protec- ted. Harassed and frightened, she looked up to her walls and there were the battlements which she had built. They surely would protect her. To be sure they were her own, not God’s. He had not bade her build them. She had built them even against 80 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 81 His will. But now, how strong they looked! How well it was that she had ventured to put them up! How the enemy would tremble at them! Only to picture herself without them made her shudder. And just then rang the stern voice of her prophet through her streets, ‘‘ Her battlements are not the Lord’s, take them away!’’ The very thing she trusted in! Her pride and strength and hope and confidence—take them away! Was this the God who loved her, who had promised to protect her ? Was this His prophet whose voice now cruelly com- manded the destruction of the only thing that could save His city ? Well may the people have trembled in the streets and thought that their God had for- saken them indeed! This is the picture which stands out in the proph-' et’s verse. Of what that picture represents and) stands for in our modern life I want to speak this) morning. Every human life is dear to God. Every human life, when it thinks of how God has blessed it and shown to it the tokens of His love, must seem to itself to be a sort of Jerusalem, a city built and furnished and glorified by God. Such a re- semblance between the life which God loves and the city which He used to love so dearly has been often suggested. The picture of Jesus weeping over Jerusalem, for instance, has been always appropri- ated by souls which wanted to depict the sorrow of _ the Saviour over the wasted opportunities of any life. Souls are Jerusalems which God has built and which are perpetually watched and protected by His love. 82 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD And then the parallel seems to go on. As God by His prophet bade the defences of old Jerusalem 'to be swept away, and would not tolerate any at- tempt to save the city by means which He had not ordained, and with what seemed severest cruelty stripped her bare of the very things of which she had been most proud and in which she had most trusted, so there are many souls which seem to have been treated by God in the same way. They too have built themselves defences and decorations which He has broken down. They too have been left desolate and bare just at the time when it seemed as if they most needed luxuriance and ful- ness. They too have seemed to find God cruel and stern as, with a hand which appeared to have no pity, He tore their dearest things away; and they too have had at last to learn, just as Jerusalem did, that their God had never been so kind to them as just in those days when He took away the battle- ments which were not His and left them naked and exposed, with nothing to trust to but His help. It is of this treatment of lives by God—the taking away of the battlements which are not His—that I desire to speak. The distinction which the words imply is one that every man who is aware of God at all can easily understand. God is so universal, so complete, that the life which He occupies and guards He claims entirely for His own guardianship and occupancy. He wants it wholly for Himself. That which the man who lives in the life does, he must do as God’s tenant, everything that he does being embraced THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 83 and surrounded by God’s ownership. All that the man does to make his life safe and strong and grow- ing, he must do as the tenant of God, completing and strengthening God’s life—the life that belongs ; to God—in God’s way. Thus every good effort of aman to perfect his life, every right and healthy culture which he gives to himself in reverence of and obedience to God, is one of God’s battlements —one of the methods by which God through him develops and protects this city of His love. But when a man forgets his tenantry ‘and tries to strengthen his life as if it were no property of God’s, as if it were no sacred, holy thing, but merely a per- sonal possession of his own; when, then, he defends it by mere earthly policies and plans, or even by deeds which are wicked and base,—then he is putting on God's city battlements which are not God's; and it is these which God often pulls down because the strength which seems to be in them is weakness. All that a man does to make his life safer and better and stronger, in obedience to God, are the battle- ments of God; all that a man does to strengthen his ’ life in selfishness and disregard of God are the man’s | own battlements; and however fora time these last may stand, and men may trust in them, at last they | must come down, and it is the mercy of God that calls for their removal. Indeed, no man has compassed and gone around the mercifulness of God on every side, who has not discovered this kind of mercy in Him and felt its richness and beauty. A child has certainly known only part of his father’s love who has thought of his 84 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD father as loving only in his indulgence. There isa whole other region of his father’s love which he has never entered,—the region in which his father, with a profounder care for him and also with a completer trust in him, shall show his mercy by denial. We can all remember, I suppose, how once if men had asked us how we knew God loved us, the answer that leaped to our lips would have been the glowing cata- logue of all that He had given us, all the incentives which He had put into our lives, all the securities by which He had surrounded us, all the successes by which He had shown us that we belonged to Him. These still remain. These still are on our lips when we sing His praises; but if we have at all compassed His love as the years have swept along, there is another side of it which has grown also dear to us, and which has in its dearness a peculiar depth and strength and sweetness which are all its own. There is a profound strain in our thankful- ness which sings of the many times in which it has been through the exhibition of our own weakness that God has shown us His strength; of the plans and purposes which He has brought to failure in order that out of their failure He might build suc- cess. It isa poor and wretched life which has not such consecrations of its disappointments and its miseries. A life which has not these carries as a burden what it ought to be hugging as a treasure; and one whole side of the perfect sun of God’s mercy, which burns with a glory all its own, this life has never seen. Let me come to more special illustrations of what THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 85 I mean; and just in passing I may note how true our truth is of the history of the great groups of | men, of states and churches,—the truth that God } _ often in seeming cruelty tears down what seems to ) | be a life’s strongest protection and most beautiful | adornments, in order that He may make the life really safe and really beautiful. _ The groups of | ‘men, the nations and the churches, often seem as) } if they were men seen through some sort of lens which magnified their size, and, while it blurred many of their more delicate details, brought out in broader exhibition the great fundamental features of human character and tendency, and so gave usa chance to study some things concerning man and \ them in a way which the individual man did not__ \make possible. And what can tell the story of the breaking down of old and treasured institutions in the state, what can put a meaning behind the terri- ble convulsions or the slow growths by which autoc- racy and feudalism have disappeared from half the world, what can read to us the grand and simple secret of the destruction here in our own land of slavery which to so many men seemed to be the very palladium of our liberties and the very battle- mented crown upon our nation’s head, but this, that God saw in each age that what the nations called their strength was really their weakness, and out of heaven He sent forth His voice crying: ‘‘ Take her battlements away. They are not Mine.”’ And in the Church’s history, who does not know how church members have always been setting their heart upon something, some statement of doctrine 86 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD or some expedient of organization, and then piling up all the most sacred interests of their religion be- hind that; as men in a besieged town bring their most delicate and precious possessions and heap them up in the one bomb-proof that they think most absolutely impregnable. Often they were not wholly sure that the doctrine on which they staked everything was absolutely true, or that the expedi- ent to which they trusted was wholly righteous; but their pride and their fear united to make them treasure it and raise on it their brightest banner, and think that in it the Church’s safety lay. And what are all the Reformations, with their fearful convulsions, but just the thunder of the voice of God shaking these false defences, which make His Church not strong, but weak; what are His com- missions to His great Reformers, His Luthers and His Cromwells, but the same old message which He sent by His Jeremiah—the message which always sounds so cruel, and really comes out of the heart of His tenderest and most divine compassion—bidding them take down the battlements which are not His. But I do not want to dwell upon the nations or the churches. I want tocome more close to you. What I have been saying may serve for illustration; and now, turn to the way in which God treats our lives, the way in which, I think, some of you will recog- nize that He has treated you. 1. The blankest, plainest, and most common case of all is that in which a man tries to secure pros- perity by fraud or some kind of unrighteousness. The forms of such attempts are numberless, The THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 87 essence of them all is one. If I could issue a sum- mons and subpoena the experiences of you business men, I should not lack for testimony or for illustra- tions in the very lines of life where you are most familiar. There is no line of life wherein men seek success in which there are not men who believe that they can get success, and protect success when it is got, by fraud. The petty shopkeeper who misrep- resents his goods, the great capitalist who misleads the market, the office-seeker who defrauds the polls, the doctor trying to impress men with pretensions which he knows are not true, the lawyer pretending to believe what he does not believe, the writer mak- ing men read what he writes by flavoring it with impurity, the leaders of society who degrade its purity that they may add to its attractiveness,— where should we end the catalogue! It bewilders us when we think of the amount of labor which has been expended, which is being expended every day, in building these false defences of men’s wealth and comfort. And then what comes? God does not want you to be poor; He does not want you to be wretched; and yet, in spite of countless exceptions and delays, how the conviction has grown rife among men that there is some power whose tendency it is to break down every battlement of fraud and iniquity, and leave exposed to ruin the prosperity which tried to shelter itself behind such feebleness. ‘‘A power not ourselves which makes”’ against unrighteousness— that is the impression which many men’s experience, conspiring with their own misgivings as to what 88 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD ought to be the world’s construction and govern- ment, has given them of God. Has God shown Him- self so at all to you? Have you seen any of your tricks for the support of your prosperity fall into ruin? Have you looked up, ready to curse God for His cruelty? And then perhaps have you seen some- thing in the face of God which made you stop, which put a new question in your soul, which called up the deeper perception of a deeper love, and at last, as you thought and thought and thought about it, has let you see that God never was so kind to you as when He broke down the wrong and the sham be- hind which you had sheltered your budding hopes and compelled you to trust those hopes to Him, that He might first make them over into such hopes as should be worthy of a child of His, and then might ripen them into fulfilment in His own time and His own way? If you have known any such experience as that, you have been taken into one of the richest rooms of God’s great schoolhouse, one of the roomsin which He makes His ripest and completest scholars. Oh, if our souls to-day could mount to the height of some such prayer as this: “* Lord, if I am building around the prosperity of my life any battlements which are not Thine, any defences of deceit or injustice or selfishness, break down those battlements whatever pain it brings, however it may seem to leave my hopes exposed,’ —if we could go up into some mountain of aspira- tion and pray that prayer, how earnest and calmly ready for whatever God chose to do to us our souls would grow! THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 89 2. Again, see how God deals with men’s efforts to secure for themselves peace and repose of mind, freedom from disturbance and anxiety. The way that a man first tries to secure that precious treasure is often by the studious culture of his self-compla- cency: ‘‘ Let me be able to think well of myself, and then behind that wall of self-esteem my soul may sit down undisturbed.’’ And so a man goes to work to cultivate his satisfaction with himself. He tells over to himself his own good qualities. He shuts his eyes to all his own defects. He keeps in the company of the men who are most sure to praise him. He shuns any rough, honest soul who will re- mind him of his faults. He does the things he can do best, and so keeps conscious of his powers. He avoids the tasks which it is hard for him to do, and which will expose his weakness. So he tends his self-complacency. He feeds it and pets it and makes it grow, and behind it he sits down in the peace of self-content. But then how often, when a man has just got his self-complacency built up, there comes some dreadful blow that breaks it down. Some terrible mortification comes. Some shameful exposure breaks out. Men find out as it seems by diabolic instinct where your weak spot is. Or, without any blow, any attack or open scandal, there just comes creeping in upon you misgivings about yourself, visions of your own meaner and smaller parts which you have tried to hide and to forget, and you find that your whole bulwark of self-complacency is riddled and honeycombed with doubts and suspicions about yourself; and your go THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD well-sheltered peace shivers and shudders behind its useless barricade. It is a terrible condition unless it can be but preliminary to another, unless where the worthless barrier of self-complacency has fallen the true protection of humility can be built up, and the soul can come to that only true peace and re- pose which is attained by the absolute distrust of itself and the hiding of itself behind the great, wise, strong, loving guardianship of God. This was what Jesus did for Nicodemus. This is what He wants to do for all our souls, which He first exposes and fills with shame, and then shelters in all their conscious nakedness behind Himself. 3. Then take another of the precious things of human life which a man may try to keep safe be- hind false defences. The esteem of our fellow-men —no standard of life is true and healthy which does not count that a very precious thing indeed. Not the most precious,—on the contrary, a thing to be always held with a certain looseness, as a man in shipwreck holds the box in which his property is contained, ready to let it drop at any moment when it must be dropped to save his life. So aman ought to hold his fellow-men’s esteem, ready to let it drop the moment that he cannot hold it and yet keep with it his own self-respect and his loyalty to God. But while it is not the most precious, it is a very pre- cious thing. All true men desire it and valueit. And now suppose that that esteem, your reputation among men, is guarded and kept safe behind some false conception which they have formed of you. They think some act which you have done was THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD gi brave when it was really cowardly, or unselfish when it was really full of selfishness, or the result of deliberate intelligence when it was really nothing but a happy blunder. It may be that you have falsely claimed these merits for yourself, or it may be that they have chosen to attribute them to you. In either case there sits your reputation behind its false defences, its battlements which are not truth’s and are not God’s. I think that very often a man is genuinely impatient with such a misconception of his merits. He even hates it. The reputation® which is shielded behind it seems to be a mean and sickly thing. But very seldom has a man the strength of soul to put up his own hand and pull that misconception down. It is a hard thing fora man to speak out and say: ‘“‘I am not what you think me. Here is what I am. Judge me truly, and hate or praise me as I genuinely deserve.’’ In our nobler moods we may do that; but often God, kind to our feebleness, spares us the effort and does it for us. Very often He tears away our false re- pute and shows us as we are, lets men behold us at our worst. And many and many a man, I think, who would not have the strength himself to tell men that he was not all they thought him, is profoundly glad when God in some way sweeps the cloud aside and, reducing the exaggerated reputation to reality, gives him a chance to win men’s truer, even though it be far more moderate, honor for what he really is. 4. Ishall take only one illustration more, but it is perhaps the most urgent and impressive of them all. Every one of us has been tempted—and most of us 92 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD have yielded sometimes to the temptation—to guard the truths which we hold dear and sacred, and the faith which we have in the truths we hold, by bat- tlements which, if we questioned ourselves, we knew were certainly not God’s. I believe some truth of my religion; I believe it really; I know that it is true. But I know also that there is a great deal in the world which is in conspiracy against my truth. I know that I hold it against enemies. I know that my faith in it is constantly in danger; and, knowing that, it is only too natural that I should try to build around it every possible defence, and even tolerate and help to build defences which I know are not strong and sound. See what some of those false de- fences are. I may put forward arguments, not merely to other people, but to myself, which I know are fallacies and do not really support the faith I hold. I may defame the character and the religious life of men who do not hold my truth, trying to make out that disbelief in it makes a man wicked, and so hoping to strengthen my faith in it by all my dread of sin. I may put forward the authority of men who have believed what I believe, and who have been very good and noble men, but whose goodness and nobleness I know had no inherent and essential connection with their having believed this truth. Or I may try to intensify my sense of its preciousness by making it exclusive, talking of what ought to be the world’s possession as if it were my own peculiar privilege, or by narrowing the truth to my form of it so as to think that no man holds it who does not hold it just like me. Or, finally, I THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 93 may build up around my faith the sheer, dense wall of bigotry—that gross, coarse, thick, unreasonable mixture of pride and fear and obstinacy and hesita- tion, all mingled and kneaded together into a stub- born mass, through which men flatter themselves that no arrow of doubt can penetrate, but through which it is also absolutely certain that no light can come. These are the false defences which men build about their faith, and when they are built they seem to their builders to be not merely part of the faith which they assume to protect, but often its most precious part. The very fact that it is of the man’s own building, and not of God’s, makes the cabinet in which he has enshrined his faith even dearer toa man’s soul than God’s jewel it enshrines. Sooner or later, to every man who builds such battlements about his faith the hour of their destruction comes, and it is very terrible. The false argument is tri- umphantly refuted. The slandered heretic does some noble act that refutes at one stroke all my slanders. The authorities on whom I have relied desert me. And, so far from accepting my faith in the narrow and sectarian way in which I hold it, the world makes it evident to me that my faith never can become 7/s faith until it has broadened itself to meet needy humanity with the entire truth. And, finally, my bigotry displays its essential stupidity and hate- fulness so that not even I, the bigot, can give it any longer reverence or love or trust. These are terrible blows to a man’s faith, when its trusted defences fall. The faith, stripped and exposed, frightened 94 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD and bewildered, halts and thinks that everything is gone. It sees the sceptic standing and shouting on the ruins of its battlements, with his sword drawn, all ready to leap over the wall and take its life. And just then it is—then, in the moment of its apparent failure—that to many a frightened faith the revelation of its true strength has come. It is just then, when it seemed as if what he had believed was at the mercy of every unbelieving enemy, that many and many a believer has to his wonder learned that the only real strength of a belief lies in its ab- solute truth; that, in the long run, no weight of ac- cumulated authority and no sacredness of organized institutions can keep a faith safe which is not true; and likewise that no faith which is true can ever perish for the mere lack of the weak battlements of human authority or institutional support. There is no confidence or real belief in that which he be- lieves for any man till he learns that. Until he learns that, you will see him out upon the walls af- ter every gale of unbelief, anxiously counting his authorities and setting up his pasteboard battle- ments which have been blown down. When he has learned that, he trusts his faith and lives in it. Driven back to the fundamental questions concern- ing it, enlarging it into its most majestic simplicity, finding the witness of its truth in God’s Word and his own soul, finding every day new strength and new simplicity in his faith as it meets each new at- tack, there is no gratitude in all his grateful heart so deep, so earnest, as that with which he thanks the God who let him be bewildered and frightened by THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 95 the destruction of the weak, unreal protections of his faith. ‘‘ Now, at last,’’ he says, ‘‘ I know what it is really to believe.’’ Oh, there are many believers among us for whom God has done all that. As they look back over their lives, there are days whose memory still makes them shudder, days when it seemed to them as if all faith were gone and all the world of truth were but the very blackness of darkness of despair. And yet these very days are the days out of which came the light that now makes their life a perpetual song and joy. For then God showed them that for His child there can be no final witness of His truth except Himself and the immediate testimony of His Spirit, and that whatever hinders or restrains the giving of Himself to His child’s soul, however sacred or necessary it may seem, it must be His wish and His child’s best blessing to have swept away. I turn back from these illustrations to the general truth which they all illustrate. I hope that they have made it clear. Failure, the breaking down of men’s confidences, the going to pieces of men’s plans,—failure means many things. One of the things which it means is this: that God will not let the soul hide behind any protection which He knows is insecure. His whole love binds Him to let the soul know its blunder before it is too late. The general goes through the field where his army lies full in the face of the enemy. He sees each soldier building his little section of the rampart which, all together, is to protect the army. What shall he do 96 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD when he comes to one poor fellow who, instead of piling up stones, is twisting bits of straw together and making an ingenious, pretty fence that the wing of a flying bird might knock away? Is it cruelty when the wise general with his drawn sword cuts the flimsy fabric down, and leaves the silly soldier ashamed, perhaps angry, but convicted and exposed and ready for better work ? Soa young man lays out his plans; says, “‘ I will be this, I will do this, I will think this’’; devises how he will construct his fragment of the long wall that all true men are building, which is to stand between human nature and its enemies. He thinks his plans are perfect, and then they all fail. What does it mean? It may mean many things. It is blessed, indeed, if the young man can learn, there at the very outset of his life, that one of the things which it means is this: that his Father loves him so, and has such great things for him to be and do, that He wants him to trust His love completely—His love and nothing else,—so that He may be able to give Him- self completely to His child. In such an early fail- ure of his first bright hopes has been the light and salvation of many a man’s life. Sometimes it is an old man and not a young man to whom the failure comes. When, as the evening gathers in, a man for whom life has seemed but one long success looks up, and lo! much that has seemed success has changed its whole aspect and is evidently failure; when, not because he has had enough of them and is tired of them, but because he has come into the fuller light and sees them as they really are, THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD 97 the ambitions, and pleasures, and occupations in which he has spent his days look empty and dreary and worthless to him; when the old man stands and says of his long life, ‘‘ What a long failure!”—is there no meaning of love and kindness in that revelation which has come to him, at the very last, from his patient and loving God? Blessed, indeed, it is for him if, at the very last, standing among the ruins of the battlements which it has been the busi- ness of his life to build, he can in utter despair of himself give himself penitently and absolutely up to God, and look forward to the joy of testifying by the long obedience of eternity his thankfulness for the mercy which, before his life here was wholly over, has scattered its delusions and shown him his weakness and his sin. I hope that I have not seemed to preach to you as if God were a mere destroyer, jealously taking away out of our lives the things He did not like, tearing away the poor defences that we had patched up for our prosperity, our peace, our reputation, and our faith, but giving us nothing in their place. I have tried to say all along that all of God’s de- structions are only to make way for stronger build- ing of His own. Let me tell you that as earnestly as I can before I close. For everything human and weak that God tears out of your life He has some- thing strong and divine to put in it. He takes away the battlements of selfishness only that He may defend you with Himself. Everything which you have a right to do at all, and which you are 98 THE BATTLEMENTS OF THE LORD doing now in self-reliance, it is possible for you to do in direct reliance upon Him; and our lives so be- long to His life that it is only when the healthy ac- tivities of life are based upon and built around by trust in God that the noble capacity of those activi- ties comes out and the whole life shines; and the old Jerusalem which sat upon her earthly hill be- comes the New Jerusalem which is hung down from heaven by the golden chains of God’s love. If the work of Christ for a man’s soul is to fill it with complete humility, and then, when it is utterly humbled and made distrustful of itself, to bid it stand up upon its feet and bravely begin the new life with trust in Him,—then is it not Christ, the Lord to whom we must be always coming back, of whom I really have been preaching to you to-day ? Oh, that from all our souls He may tear away every _falsehood, every shelter of sin, no matter what it costs us, no matter how it seems as if He tore our heart out with it. And then, where these used to be, oh, that He may set Himself, knitting His life into our life by the meeting of repentance and par- don, of grace and gratitude, making Himself our tower, hiding us safely forever and ever behind the battlements of His love! VI. CHRIST OUR LIFE. “In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk.”— ACTs iii. 6. EVERYWHERE power is seeking opportunity, and fulness is seeking need, throughout the universe of God. The teeming hills send their streams down into the thirsty plains. The winds rush in to fill the vacant fields of space. Knowledge is always trying to widen its field and fill with its abundance some new emptiness of ignorance. The search is mutual and, going on everywhere, it makes the unity of the vast world. The mighty globe is bound together by these cords of power running out in help, and need running out in appeal, all over its surface. Add to this another truth, —that all the power and all the richness in the world are really one, are really God,—that, take what form they will, come through what channels they may, they all proceeds from one great central Love and Abundance, which is God,— and then the unity is more complete and more im- pressive. Then the study of the endless variety of the channels through which the power and supply of God flow into needy places becomes supremely 99 100 CHRIST OUR LIFE interesting. The schoolmasteris teaching his scholar in the school. The philanthropist is freeing the slave out of his bondage.) The father is feeding the children at his table. The artist is painting his pic- ture on the wall. The farmer is turning the forest to a fruitful field. The merchant is making the world the master of its wealth. How various are the activities! How the earth quivers and sparkles with their abundance and their difference! But if we believe and if we say that they all come from God, that, in a sense, they all are God uttering and giving Himself in many ways, through many chan- nels, is not the sight then far more wonderful and beautiful ? It has gained loftiness and unity with- out losing distinctness and variety. And each one of the channels through which flow the power and abundance of God, no longer counting itself a spring of original supply, must find a profounder dignity and interest in itself and catch infinite vis- ions of what may be accomplished and attained through it. The schoolmaster opens his books and says, “‘ Here is God’s truth.’’ The emancipator says to the slave, ‘‘ Go forth into God’s freedom.” The father invites his children to come and eat the bread of God. The artist feels thrilling through his soul and his brush some of God’s beauty. The farmer and the merchant open the field or the ocean that the bounty of God may flow through them. Has not each found its nobleness? Is not each full of dignity ? May not each think of itself as incapa- ble of comparison with any other, because, whatever of God’s power any other channel may bring, there CHRIST OUR LIFE IOI is something of God which must come through this and this alone ? I am led to these thoughts as I consider the dis- ciples of Jesus when, after their Lord had passed out of their sight, they found His power beginning to use them for itschannels. Peter and John went up to the Temple and at the gate they found the lame man lying. He called to them for alms, and though they had no money which they could give him, something began to stir within them. How they must have wondered at themselves! A thought, a dream, a hope that possibly they might do something more than drop a penny in his out- stretched hand,—a strange, unreasonable wish that they might actually lift him up and set him on his feet, and give strength to his poor, tottering ankle- bones and make him walk. How they must have wondered at themselves! Deep feelings were stir- ring in their souls—not merely pity for the man’s misery, though that was there, but other feelings, —a sense of the sadness of weak limbs and defective life, a longing for the completeness of vitality, a per- ception of the mysterious unity of life, so that he who had most of it ought to be able to give it to those who had least,—all of these emotions the disciples must have found moving tumultuously in their hearts, and they must have been amazed. Was this some new-discovered quality and power in themselves, something which had been sleeping un- suspected in them ever since they were boys in Capernaum and Bethsaida? Why was it that they had never dreamed of any such capacity before? 102 CHRIST OUR LIFE And then they said to themselves: ‘* This has come to us since we had to do with Jesus. It is since we were His disciples that this new power began to stir within us.’’ And then they must have said: “‘ It is the same which stirred in Him. Do you not re- member how we used to see the same in His face which now is in ourselves? He too was full of pity, and loved life, and counted the loss or the defect of life a woe, and tried to give of His own life to others.”” They remembered all this in Jesus; and then they came back to themselves and all was clear. All this was in them as they belonged to Him. It was in them because it was in Him. This desire and power to heal was His, not theirs. He was the spring and fountain out of which the divine water flowed. They were only the channels down which it poured to its result. Everything must have become credible to them when they understood that. They could believe in the power when it was not theirs, but His. The channel could open itself freely when it felt the stream behind it. And so they looked into the lame man’s face and said: ‘‘ In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk.’’ And he obeyed. The critical moment which came then to the dis- ciples is always coming to whoever is called to ex- ercise power in the world. He who is moved to da something is either a fountain and source of power, or else he is a channel of power through which comes the efficiency of God. Whichis he? Which are you? According to the answer to that question comes the whole nature and degree of the man’s CHRIST OUR LIFE 103 efficiency. Very silently, often very unconsciously, the answer to that question is being given. Every- where men, who are doing the same outward work, part with each other when the answer has been given one way for one and another for the other. He only enters on the highest life who decides fully for himself that he is but a channel of power, and thenceforth feels behind himself the movement of the infinite life, and does all things in the name of Christ. I want to trace out with you what some of the consequences in life will be of such a fundamental conviction with regard to the source of power. But first I want you to feel how absolutely universal is the possibility of that conception. It applies to everything. Whatever a man does, no matter how secular he chooses to call his action, he may do it in the name of Christ. The divine power working behind him, using him for the channel of its utter- ance, ‘hat is what does everything. Not merely the acts which we call sacred, but everything is done by God, and the man only opens his life to God’s effi. ciency. Not wickedness, indeed,—and there wick- edness seems to appear as that which it has so often been described to be,—negation, death, the ceasing of activity. It is the ceasing of the activity of God, interrupted and interfered with by the will of man; but all good action, all healthy activity, however secular it seems to be, is really God, declaring Him- self and uttering his power through the appropriate channel of the life of man. And the acting man who is aware of this, claims it and declares it as he does His action, ‘‘ In the name of Christ.” 104 CHRIST OUR LIFE 1. I ask you to notice, in the first place, how such a conception as this establishes the nobleness of life. Our life feels everywhere the lack of nobleness. Very pathetic, almost the most pathetic thing we see, I think, is the effort which men make every- where to compel life to look noble,—when in their hearts they feel deep suspicions that it is not noble, but ignoble all the while. They make artificial mo- tives for it which are not its real ones. They make fellowships with other men who are living the same life as themselves, as if that would look dignified and precious in the multitude which was base and petty in the single worker. They declaim about the dignity of all labor. Or, if they have to give up in despair the effort to glorify their own vocation, they take some avocation, some outside work which seems to deal with nobler things, and try in that to find some nobler color for their lives. How many men, pressed by the bondage of necessity, driven each morning to their work, are thus pathetically, sometimes very beautifully, trying to find or feign for their lives a nobleness which all the time they feel is lacking. And now, what is there which can really do for men what they are thus pathetically trying to do for themselves ? What can take your life and ennoble it, O my friend? If really Christ could be felt be- hind it, and it could all be really an utterance of Him, would not the work be done? If you could genuinely know that it was His will which was find- ing fulfilment in what you did, whether your work were the writing of state papers or the building of CHRIST OUR LIFE 105 bricks into the wall, so that as you shaped a new sentence or spread a new layer of mortar you could say, ‘‘ In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth,” would not the spell of sordidness be broken, the sus- picion of pettiness be dissipated from your life? We are dominated and confused by two things—the ac- cidents of our surroundings and the opinions of our brethren. Many a soul really doing brave and use- ful work struggles and writhes under the burden of these two oppressions. They are both gone, they disappear, they crush us down no longer, just so soon as our work becomes Christ’s work and not we but He is really doing it, and we are doing it only in His name. Be sure, O, my young friends, that you are do- ing something honest, human, useful—no matter how humble or useful it may be—and then this no- bleness waits at your doors. Be doing something of which it is conceivable that a man can say, ‘‘ In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth I do this thing.”” A man can say that who drives sheep or digsaditch. Aman cannot say that who sells liquor to make his fellow creatures brutes, or who forces his dollars out of the crowded tenement where men’s and women’s and children’s souls are ruined. Be something, do something, of which you can say, ** Christ does it! I do it in Christ’s name,’’ and then nobleness waits at your door. Any moment it may enter in, and sordidness and pettiness give way at its coming. This which I am preaching is, I think, the full, real meaning of that phrase which fascinates us with 106 CHRIST OUR LIFE its sound, but whose exact definition some of us perhaps have found it hard to give. ‘* In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth rise up and walk.’’ It is the idea of all power finding its source in Him. It involves all the various thoughts with regard to the disciple’s relation to his Lord, which come to their combined consummation in the complete dedication of the disciple’s life, making it altogether the servant and expression of the Master’s will. Gratitude is in it, admiration is there, love which desires communion, the sense of oneness of intrin- sic nature,—all these press the man-life on the Christ-life and make it aware that its true glory and effectiveness is in uttering Him. All this I take to be wrapped up in those rich words: “‘ In the name of Christ.” 2. And notice, in the second place, how in what these words express there lies the true secret of the unity of various lives. There are two notions of unity inmen’s minds. One of them is really the no- tion of uniformity. It has no place for diversity. It wants almost complete identity between the things which it compares. The other rejoices in diversity, and finds its unifying principle in the common mo- tive or purpose out of which an infinite diversity of many actions may proceed. How vain the search for any unity but this! It is the unity of nature. The budding, bursting spring is full of it; a thou- sand trees all different from one another are all one in the oneness of the great life-power which throbs and pulsates in them all. And souls the most un- like, most widely separated from each other, are one CHRIST OUR LIFE 107 in Christ. Christ is their principle of unity. The thinker pondering deep problems, the workman struggling with the obstinacy of material, the wor- shipper lost in his adoration, the men of all centu- ries, the men of all lands,—they are all one, if all their lives are utterances of the same Christ. It seems to me to be beautiful, the way in which each new Christian strikes into this unity and becomes a part of it immediately. A man has been living by himself, seeming to find all his sources of activity in his own life. By and by the change comes and he is Christ’s. The pulse of universal Christian life be- gins to beat through him. Now he is one with all men who, anywhere, are doing anything dy Christ for Christ! How he lays hold of and comprehends the ages! All the past is his; he knows what men were doing inthe days of Abraham and David. All the future is his; he knows what men will be doing in the millennium, —not the forms of their activity, but its heart and soul, its meaning and its spiritual ex- perience. All this he knows the moment that he has begun to do his special work “‘ in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth.” He is set into the living sys- tem. The star is taken up by the chorus of the stars and joins their music. Still the man goes on at his little work,—adding up figures, selling goods, driving his little machine,—but he is one with the greatest; he is one with the least. O, that the children might learn that, and feel their lives from the be- ginning set into the unity of that utterance of Christ which is the complete activity of the world! How much conceit among those who thought themselves ne 108 CHRIST OUR LIFE great, how much complaint among those who thought themselves little, such a conception of life would save! 3. It is time for me to touch another question which may have been suggested to you as I have spoken. ‘‘ What effect,’’ you will ask, “‘ will this absorption into Christ have upon that development of personal distinctness, that character, that indi- viduality which all men who are anything desire to possess? To do everything, to be everything, in , Christ’s name—will not that blur everything into in- distinctness and keep your life, my life, from stand- ing out vigorous and clear? Nay, in my own name let me live my life and do my work!”’ But surely this implies a narrow and crude thought of individuality. What is the Individual ? A being distinct not only in himself, but in all his peculiar relations to the Infinite and Total Being. It is in the relation to that mass of being upon which every individual being rests, and to which it belongs, that individuality asserts itself. Wycliffe, Howard, Napoleon, each of them is a distinct, distinguisha- ble figure among men. But how? By the way in which he manifests our universal human nature, and by the effects which he produces on it. Take any one of them out of all connection with the universal human life, and while, no doubt, his distinctive personality would still be there, it would be a crippled, ineffective thing. It would find no op- portunity either of exhibition or of education. Put Wycliffe, or Howard, or Napoleon into his true place, and he shines with his own radiance and does CHRIST OUR LIFE 109 his own work because of his true own place in which he stands. You see to what this tends,—that the true and natural relations of a human life bring out and strengthen and do not destroy or hide its indi- viduality. You put a solitary man into a family, | or into a warm friendship, and how his personality — comes out! How much more of a man, how much more of ¢izs man which God meant for him to be, he is! . Now, Christ is the most natural home of man. He is the human manifestation of Divinity. Where then as in Him shall man naturally implant himself and be at home? And because the implanting of man in Christ is natural, and not unnatural, there- fore the individuality of him who is set in Christ is developed and not destroyed, and the Christian be- comes more and not less himself the more truly and devotedly he is a Christian. And the true Bible figure of the Church is also the home. It is the family of God. And so, while it keeps the great sense of comprehensive unity, it will never blur or stifle the freedom and variety and spontaneousness of individual life. Indeed, all true conception of originality and in- dividuality must include the truth of the necessary belonging of the individual in the great whole. No self is its whole self which is itself alone. Part of the selfhood of everything is its share in the com- plete being of which it is a part. Will you take the man and uproot him from all his belongings ? Take him out of his fatherhood, his business, his scholar- ship, his citizenship, his church, and then tell me, IIo CHRIST OUR LIFE have you got him in his true personality ? Has not his personality disappeared with all those separa- tions? The time may come when, loosing himself from all these associations, leaving them behind as outgrown things, the man’s soul, pure and personal, shall soar away to some existence where they can have no place. But who can say into what new sceneries and societies of a celestial city, and a per- fected human family, and a triumphant church that freed soul shall unite itself, claiming anew its per- sonality in its associations? And, however that may be, it certainly will come to pass that there the soul will fix itself in God, and realize its individu- ality and know itself in Him. If this be true, then men will become not less, but more themselves as they all feel behind their lives the Power of Jesus, and do all things in His name. It will be like the pouring of the sunlight on the earth, giving to everything a radiance which is the sun’s and yet is the thing’s own. It will be like the pouring of the brook down the dry channel, making each pebble shine with its true color. So acts burst into radiance when the great glory burns behind them. You are doing things with lower mo- tives, and so with lower powers (for the motives of deeds are the powers of deeds); and this change comes, the great love of Christ takes possession of you, you love Him with the overwhelming gratitude which acknowledges His love. Your life presses it- self in and occupies His life. His power fills you. ‘“ Not I live, but Christ,’’ you cry, in Paul’s great words. And then every act is yours with wonderful CHRIST OUR LIFE IIl and new distinctness. You and Christ are the unit of this new, strange life. Strange life? Yes, but only strange as the absolutely natural is strange when it strikes into the midst of the unnatural which has possessed the world; only strange as the whole is strange when, surging up from the depths, it takes possession of and overwhelms and harmonizes the parts! In that strange life each act, each thought, each word, flashes with light, glows with color, quivers with power, distinctive and unique, as it is done, or thought, or spoken in the name of Jesus Christ. What shall we say of our poor, colorless religion? What shall we think of our Church, which often seems to swamp and drown instead of bringing out lustrously the characters of those who live in it? What can we think except that it has not really filled itself with its Master’s power ? It does things which He could never do. It turns away from tasks which His soul longs for. It is not because they have given themselves to Him, but because they have given themselves to Him so partially, so fee- bly, that the members of His Church seem often to have lost instead of gaining personal distinctness and the full power of their own true life. You must go deeper into the stream which now only the tip of your foot is touching. You must be more of a Christian, not less. You must give yourself up heart and soul to Christ, that Christ may make you all yourself. Has not He Himself told the story ? You must lose your life utterly in Him that you may find it. 112 CHRIST OUR LIFE Let me say only one thing more. The defect in a man’s life is double. It is in the things he does rot do, and it isin the things he does do. I have been thinking mostly about the things which a man does not do, and of how his activity would be stim- ulated if he felt behind all his life the Power of Christ. But consider the other side. Think how the soul which lived by Christ would become incapa- ble of many an action which, if he thought of his life as having no deeper sources than himself, he might freely do. He thinks of himself as an ut- terance of Christ. What Christ is He will be— nothing else. What Christ does He will do—nothing else. ‘“‘ In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth” shall be the stamp which he will set on every action. Is not the range of his action limited at once? He can do nothing which will not hold that seal, no- thing over which those words cannot be said. He raises his arm in passion to strike some defenceless creature a cruel and vindictive blow. ‘* In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth,” he says, and his arm falls powerless. He cannot strike. He sets out on some career of reputable deceit. He has his ap- proved lie all ready on his lips, but before he utters it, he says, ‘‘ In the name of Jesus Christ of Naza- reth,’’ and the lie is as impossible for him as for Christ Himself. Ah, how everywhere it is true that higher power means also more restraint! To be able to do one thing means always not to be able to do something else. Let any man here in society accept Christ’s power as his moving principle, and what then? A hundred old familiar doors must close. CHRIST OUR LIFE 113 But one great door opens, and through that he goes in to another life. Here, then, my friends, is the whole doctrine which I wished to preach. It is the great redemp- tion from a blank, narrow, and lonely thought of life, if there is behind us a vast Power of life by which we live and in whose name all that we do is done. Moses stands by the rock, about to smite it and bid the water flow. All God’s omnipotence is behind him. A\ll the love and care, all the infinite nature of God is waiting to utter itself through this poor Hebrew who stands, rod in hand, before the mountain. What opportunity there is for him to glorify his life! How he may become like a very right arm of the Almighty! If he will only lift up his voice and cry, ‘‘In the name of God, let the water come for the thirsty people!’’ But listen, What is it that he says? ‘* Hear now, ye rebels! must J bring you water out of this rock ?’’ How the man shrinks and shrivels as we look at him and hear him speak! Just he, and nothing more! his little, narrow personality. Just Moses. Nay, not Moses! for the true Moses is Moses full of God, and this Moses who speaks has cast God away, and so he is not really his whole self. No wonder that that losing of his chance to be his best was the beginning of his death! We all begin to die when we let go the chance to live our fullest life. May God help us to give ourselves to Christ, who, as St. Paul says, ‘‘ is our life,” so that He may flow freely forth through us. May we do all things “‘ in His name.” May we do nothing which we cannot 3 114 CHRIST OUR LIFE do ‘‘ in His name.’’ So may some of His work get done through us, and we, in doing it, grow strong and pure and unselfish and like Him, becoming so our own true selves. VII. MY BROTHER’S KEEPER. ‘* Am I my brother’s keeper ?”—Genzsis iv. 9, THE first chapters of the Book of Genesis still keep their hold on human life. Indeed, it some- times seems as if the difficult and puzzling questions which have been raised concerning them had tight- ened that hold instead of loosening it. Many men at least have come to see that, whatever may be the fact with regard to the historical nature of the record which is written there, the narrative has a spiritual truth asa description of man’s perpetual experience, which is most valuable and never can lose its power. Much in those chapters may per- plex us, but yet its pictures never fade out of our sight nor lose their meaning for our consciences. The new-made garden with its freshness of spark- ling stream and waving tree and bounteous grass; the man, first alone and then with his life richened and deepened by the woman’s presence at his side; the mystic catastrophe of the disobedient eating of the apple; the gateway with the angels and the flashing, flaming sword and the poor man and woman terri- fied and desolate outside; then the new poetry and pathos that came into the world with the first family II5 116 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER life; the birth of the first children, the first boys the world had ever seen; and then, all of a sudden, bursting like a thunderbolt out of the sky, hatred and murder! How that picture has fastened itself in men’s hearts! The dreadful, forsaken plain where one brother lies dead beside the smouldering altar, while the other brother wanders far away with the irrevocable deed burning at his soul, trying in such hopeless despair to make himself believe that he is not the wretch he knows himself to be, answering the voice of God which speaks to him from without and from within with this angry and helpless and passionate rejection of responsibility, ““ Am I my brother’s keeper ?”’ I take this last picture out of the old Book of Genesis to-day. Very different indeed is this wild son of Adam, roaming desperate through the pri- meval earth, from the decent and reputable citizen of our modern world on whose lips to-day we can al- most hear the same question which came forth from the mouth of Cain. But the words are the same. To-day the same disclaimer of responsibility shows how disordered is our world. Still men who ought to know and care how it is faring with their brother- men refuse to know, refuse to care. We may leave Cain in his far-away remoteness and, turning to our own present days, ask ourselves the meaning of man’s indifference to his fellow-man, ask what the meaning is of that which so many men say in their hearts when they are bidden to hold themselves re- sponsible for the lives of other men, ‘‘ Am I my brother’s keeper ?” MY BROTHER'S KEEPER 117 And, first of all, I think, we ought to remember how difficult it always is for men to imagine them- selves into a way of life of which they have had no experience or trial, and not to let that difficulty im- pose on us. It may be the very way of life for which they were made. The life which they are liv- ing may be most imperfect and unnatural, but when you say to one of them, ‘‘ Come here! Be this!”’ he turns upon you in unfeigned surprise. The whole thing looks impossible. You say to the idler, “Come, beascholar. Taste the fascination of great books ’’; and he replies, “‘I cannot. Other men were made to study, but not I.’’ You say to the selfish man, “‘Come, here is need, relieve it’’; and he looks you in the face as if you had asked him to climb to the stars. You say to the undevout man, ‘‘ Come, be religious. Come, love and worship God”; and he replies, *‘ You do not know me. You are taking me for another kind of man. It is as if you asked an eagle to swim for you or a fish tosing.”’ All the time, in each man lies sleeping the power whose possession he denies, and in the use of which alone can he attain to his true life. Do we not come to feel how almost absolutely worthless are men’s de- scriptions of their own impossibilities ? Whatever is of the general substance of noble humanity, every man may be in his degree. For a man to stand up and say, ‘‘I cannot learn’’; ‘‘ I cannot be gener- ous”’; “‘ I cannot be devout,’’ proves only how little he knows himself. Once, I think, I used to be imposed on by such statements. Once, when a man said any of these 118 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER things about himself, it seemed as if it might be true, as if here might be a man in whom this one capacity of manhood had been left out; but so con- stantly the flowers have broken out of such unlikely soils, so often the darkest heavens have burst forth in unexpected stars, that it has come to seem as if no man’s assertion of his own deficiency were trust- worthy. “‘ God knew things of him that he did not know of himself,’’ we say when some new life opens upon a man who thought he had exhausted his ca- pacity of living. Let us be taught by such sights. Let us apply to ourselves the lesson that they teach. Let us beware of drawing hard and fast the line of our own limita- tions. Trust the impulsive leap of heart which tells you, when you read the life of Agassiz or of Living- stone, that you too might be a devotee of science or an enthusiastic missionary. Expect surprises out of the bosom of a life which God made, and which you whom He has set to live in it only half realize,—as — a tenant who came but yesterday into a palace only half knows the mystery and richness of the great house where he has been sent to live. Now all of this applies, I think, exactly to the sub- ject of which I want to speak to you. Here comes the demand that every man should be the keeper of his brother-man. That means, that whatever may be the care which a man takes of his own life, however he watches it and tends it, he has not done his duty, he has not filled out his existence, unless he also has, just as far as he possesses the ability and chance, watched and protected and helped the lives of other people. MY BROTHER'S KEEPER 11g Now what shall we say of that demand? It seems to me that until we think carefully about it, we have no idea of what multitudes of people there are to whom such a demand, made definitely of t#em, must and does seem absolutely preposterous and absurd. They may feel that somebody ought to do it, that there are people for whom it is possible and alto- gether right that they should go burdened with the care for others, just as there are people to dig the ditches and to build the fences, but for them it is totally out of the question, as totally unreasonable as to ask them to take the shovel in their hands. Meet one of our gilded youth upon the street, one of those boys who was born and has grown up in luxury, and has never had any self-control asked of him except that he should not complain of the monotony of luxury in which he lived. Stop him an instant and point him to a poor, wretched crip- ple toiling along under a heavy burden, with pov- erty in every line of his poor, haggard face. Ask your bright, glittering young friend what it means that that poor creature is so poor, and why he should not in some way help him? and there is something infinitely sad and touching in the trans- parent honesty with which he looks you in the face and tells you that it is no affair of his. Perhaps he does remember that somewhere there is a charity bureau to which the poor creature might be sent. Perhaps he vaguely fumbles in his brain to find some remnants of what he distantly remembers to have been taught in college about the political economy of pauperism; but that it is his business to undertake 120 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER personally, with thought and care, the relief of that poor sufferer!—you might as well tell him that it is his place to go and find the sources of the Nile. Stand at the door of a fashionable club-house and call for recruits, earnest and self-sacrificing, in the work of political reform, or the freeing of slaves, or the repressing of intemperance,—why! I can hear even now, as I stand here, the empty, noisy laugh- ter that comes back in answer to your summons, Nay, lift up your voice ina much nobler place. Cry aloud in the halls of learning, talk to the student at his desk and tell him how hosts of his fellow-men want the crumbs from his table, want the inspira- tion of his teaching presence; and what a blank un- consciousness is in his eye as he turns back to his problem, wondering how any man could dream that he ought to even feel, in his sublime search for ab- solute truth, the base and elementary needs of this ignorant multitude, whose very crude craving after knowledge shows how little they really know of what learning is. Do you recognize these people whom I thus de- scribe ? Are they not real? Are they not common? Are they not specimens of many others? And what does the existence of such people mean? Does it not mean that there are in the world very many in- telligent people who do not in the least believe that they have any responsibility for other people? Somebody has, they think. There are the ministers. There are the managers of philanthropic institu- tions. There is the ‘‘benevolent public.’’ But they MY BROTHER’S KEEPER 121 have no such responsibility. They are nobody’s keepers but their own. Such a condition of things, such a wide-spread conception of life which robs the world of so much strength and helpfulness, is certainly most signifi- cant and demands our thoughtful study. And the first thought which it suggests is this: that men have been too apt to think of helpfulness to their brother-men as an accidental privilege or an excep- tional duty of human life, and not as a true and es- sential part of humanity, without whose presence humanity is not complete. See what I mean. A beautiful voice is an exceptional privilege of a few extraordinary people among mankind. He who finds it in himself thinks of it, according as he is devout or undevout, as a gracious gift of God or as a happy accident. In either case it is a personal and special thing. It does not belong to this man because he is a man, in very virtue of his manhood. Other men are destitute of it, and cannot sing any more than the stone upon the hillside, and yet they are as truly men as he. But a man has two arms, and the feeling about them is immediately and intrinsi- cally different. They are not the exception. They are the constant human rule. It is not a privilege to have them. The man who is without them, the man who has one arm or none,—he is the exception. He is, just in that degree, just to that extent, de- ficient in his humanity. He is not a total man; he is a fragment or a monster. The loss may have come nobly, by some great self-exposure which it was glorious for him to make; nevertheless, he has 122 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER suffered a detraction from the completeness of his humanity, and is partly not a man. Here, then, there are two kinds or classes of pos- sessions, and you see the difference between them. One of them is a peculiar privilege. The other isa test and proof-mark of humanity. Not to have the beautiful voice is to lack a lovely ornament and dec- oration of the life; not to have two arms is to lack a portion of the life itself. And now is it not true that a large part of the trouble, in this matter of men’s helpfulness to their fellow-men, has come from the fact that helpfulness to brother-man has been put into the wrong class ? It has seemed to be like the beautiful voice, a special, splendid privilege and gift; not like the two arms, atest and proof-mark of humanity. The man who had it has seemed to be something more, in- stead of the man who did not have it seeming some- thing less than man. Often and often the man who never dreamed of anything for himself except a sel- fish life has gazed with honest admiration on the men who could not rest until their brethren’s need had been relieved; but it has been as the snake might watch the eagle soaring in the sky, or as you and I might listen to the singing of an angel,—never stirred either to shame or emulation by it, because it all came by a power which we did not possess. Suppose all that were altered. Suppose you and I really knew that in us, too, as a true part of our humanity, there was the angelic power of song; suppose the selfish man really believed that for him to be selfish was as true a loss of the completeness MY BROTHER'S KEEPER 123 of his manhood as it would be for him to be lame or dumb; would not the whole aspect of the case be different ? Would not the rule and the exception have changed places? Vow, not the wonder and the praises and the garlands for the rare servant of his brethren, but the pity and the shame and the sense of loss for him who dared to live for himself alone, and leave his brethren unhelped. Now, not the mean and stingy question, ‘‘ Why ?”’ but the generous demand, ‘‘ Why not ?”’ Sometimes, when we think how some one change would regenerate the world, we grow buoyant with hope, for it seems as if that one change might come to-day. But then, when we think how vast that one change is our hearts almost despair, for it seems hopeless. But this change is not hopeless. That men should come some day actually and practically to believe and feel that a man who takes none of the responsibility of other men’s lives upon himself is a fragment of a man—that is not hopeless. There are some men, and not a few, who believe and feel that to-day, and who are trying to complete themselves, —not to win an extra-human ornament and grace, but to complete their human selves in sympathy and brother-help. I think that very often, in the most selfish man, there must sometimes come, with the recognition of his uselessness, a blind thrill of dimly realized imperfection, as sometimes the man born without arms must feel the arms to which he has a human right trembling and craving life in his poor, maimed shoulders. And I believe that the constant impossibility of thinking of God without 124 MY BROTHER'S KEEPER thinking also of the necessity of care for manasa true part of His nature, does keep alive in some de- gree the sense, and does prepare for the time when the sense shall become universal, that man without the acceptance of responsibility for his brethren is only a fragment of a man. How we always come back to the same truth! Man must think better of himself, not worse,—must see the essential glory of his human nature to be more and not less rich and splendid than he sees it now, before he can be his best. It seems to me that one of the great indications of the fact that helpfulness of man to man is a true part of our human nature, and not a mere addition to it, appears in our constant experience of the impos- sibility of avoiding some sort of influence upon our brethren. ‘‘ Am I my brother’s keeper ?”’ you say, when some one points out to you that another man beside you is going to his ruin, and begs you to save him,—‘‘ Am I my brother’s keeper ?’’ you re- ply and turn away in scorn. There might be some small show of reason in it if you cou/d turn away en- tirely, if it were possible for you to shut a wall around your life so that it could have no possible influence on his. But when you try it, you find how impossible that is. Little by little you learn that you must have something to do with your brother, with your brethren. The sense of that, when it has once taken posses- sion of a man, makes life so solemn! There is noth- ing that you can do which does not make it either harder or easier for other men to live, and to live MY BROTHER’S KEEPER 125 well. The little circle which your eye can trace is such a small part of your influence! Deeds which you seem to have nothing to do with are really the results of the things you have done and been. Here is a poor suicide, who, in a frantic moment in some wretched room to-day, does that most cow- ardly and miserable sin, and with the pistol or the poison flees from the post where God had put him. You never saw the man. He never heard of you. Have you anything to do with his miserable dying ? If you have cheapened life; if you by sordidness and frivolity have made it seem a poor instead of a noble thing to live; if you have consistently given to life the look of a luxury to be kept as long as it is pleasant, and to be flung away the minute it be- comes a burden, instead of a duty to be done at any cost, with any pains, till it is finished; if this has been the meaning of your life in the community and in the world, then you most certainly have something to do with that poor wretch’s death, You helped to kill that suicide. Here is this poor soul in its trouble feeling about for God, unable to find Him, almost driven to de- spair for lack of faith. Have you anything to do with that? Howcanyou have? You never temp- ted or disturbed his faith. You never talked scep- ticism to him. You never told him what a childish superstition you thought it to believe in God. But what then? If you have lessened and lowered the world’s faith by your base worldliness or wanton refusal to acknowledge spiritual forces in your own life, then you have poisoned the air which this 126 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER poor soul has breathed, and it is dying of your poison. Here is a social tragedy,—one of those awful crashes which come to a household when purity, which is the soul of household strength, is gone, and the poor wretched body it has left goes all to pieces at the first temptation. You never played the tempter there. You never struck the pillars of that house with the fire of your lustful passion. No, but you have made the atmosphere in the midst of which that house must stand a little heavier with corrup- tion through the sort of life that you have lived. You have made it by your life a little easier fora man to wrong a woman, or for a woman to disgrace her womanhood. These are the terrible necessities by which we are all beset and surrounded. I say, **T will do neither good nor evil to my brethren. I will just live my own life.”” And the eternal com- pulsions of the universe laugh me to scorn. As well might one ray of the sunlight turn its radiance black, and think to darken nothing but itself. As well might one wave in the flowing river think that it could turn itself backward up the stream and make no confusion. It cannot be. You must do good or evil in this world. To say that you will do no good is to declare yourself the enemy of the human ~ race. It is also ours to accept the gracious side of the same truth. If no man can be wicked and not do harm, so no man can be brave, strong, truthful, and generous, without doing good. That we ought never to forget. We need it constantly for encour- >. MY BROTHER’S KEEPER 127 agement and strength. I said that if you cheapened life on you rested something of the responsibility of the suicide whom you never saw; and if you brought down the standard of social life, you had something to do with the mischief that comes in a household of which you have never heard. Is it not also true that, if you do anything to lift life and make it more precious, you are in some true sense the ‘‘ keeper’’ of any poor tempted soul who is saved from his sin by virtue of the sense of the precious- ness of life which gathers round him, and sustains or shames him in his need? Here is a man all in de- spair. He is ready for anything. Murder, suicide— nothing seems to be too desperate for his reckless- ness. If he had lived three centuries ago he would have taken to the highway and robbed or killed, re- gardless of other men’s lives or of his own. Beas cynical as you will about the condition of your own time and land, you must own that there is a vast, solid influence at work to keep a man back from such desperation now. That influence is made up of the aggregate goodness of all good men. Apart from and beyond the special persuasions of personal friends, remonstrating by word and example against his sins, there is for every wicked man a great pro- test of all the goodness in the world, pleading, re- buking, urging, tempting him to righteousness. To that great protest every good deed of every most insignificant good man or woman makes its contri- bution. The boy or girl at school, the housekeeper about her quiet tasks, the laborer in his enforced obscurity, the clerk at his desk of routine, the 128 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER sewing-girl, the errand-boy,—not one of them can do his duty faithfully and not make duty easier for all men everywhere; for the President in the White House and the philosopher in the midst of his great books. Not one of them but is his brother’s keeper. Perhaps that is all true, you say, but what be- comes of the elements of intention and self-con- sciousness? Does not this last doctrine bring the whole matter back into the region of selfishness again? I try to be good and pure for my own sake, because so I best complete my own life and gain its best results and am most happy—because so my own soul is saved; and then, incidentally, without my meaning it, some other men are helped in their temptations by my struggle. I am glad to know that my life, so far as it has been good, has had any such power, but, since I did not mean it, have I not been wholly selfish? Have I been my brother’s keeper in any sense save that in which the uncon- scious air has fed him and the song of the unthink- ing bird perhaps has lightened his despondency and made him glad ? It is a natural question. But what if there should come to us out of our experience another know- ledge,—what if we should find that our lives are so closely bound up with our brethren’s that we cannot thoroughly do our duty by ourselves unless we have them and their service in our minds? What if we learn that our personal problems get their clearest light and our personal struggles their most persistent strength when we are caring that the world should come to righteousness ? What if then we should do MY BROTHER’S KEEPER 129 our duties distinctly as a contribution to the influ- ence which is to save the world? Is that impossible? I do not necessarily need to see exactly where my influence for good will tell. Some poor wretch appeals to my sympathies, and I am a brute if I will not reach down and pluck him out of any mire into which he has fallen. But surely the great wicked, needy world is not less pathetic than the single needy soul. Even more heroically unselfish than he who offers his example to a single tempted soul is the man to whom the whole world is always calling ‘‘ Be pure!’’ ‘“‘ Be true!’’ ‘* Be brave!’’ and who is pure and true and brave for the world’s sake as well as for his own. Back and forth between the world and himself flow the great tides of influence. He keeps the world and the world keeps him. He and the world make one complete system of advancing holiness. It is the experience of Jesus—‘‘ For their sakes I sanc- tify myself,’ and ‘‘ The glory which Thou hast given me I have given them.”’ There is no subject with regard to which we feel so strongly as with regard to this—that if all men would do what a few men are doing the world would almost come at once to its salvation. It is a melan- choly thing to see how limited is the working of the impulses which, if they could be made universal, would fill the world with light and power. Look at this matter of care for fellow-man. In the community it appears as public spirit. How few men after all are public-spirited! How many men, 9 130 MY BROTHER'S KEEPER with the best principles in the world, are just as hopeless as so many stones or trees for any great public interest! A public charity is to be estab- lished or to be put upon a strong foundation; a great improvement to the beauty of the city is de- manded; a gross wrong or injustice needs to be re- buked; an old, stagnant condition of things must be disturbed and broken up;—how any of us can tell the men who are to do it! How, the moment other men’s names are mentioned, we instantly turn aside, or shake our heads and say, “‘ Oh, no! There is no use in applying to them.’’ Why not? Are they immoral? No, indeed! Are they opposed to the public good? Are they monsters who want the evils of bad government perpetuated, and who hate progress and improvement? No, indeed! None of these things! Simply they think it is no work of theirs. They keep their own souls clean, and all besides seems to be something superfluous and ex- tra, something which it would be a gratuitous piece of enterprise for them to undertake. What a strange delight there is (showing how exceptional that is which ought to be so familiar) when any new young man among our citizens does some notable act which shows that thenceforth he is ready to be counted among those who hold themselves responsi- ble for the way in which things are going in their town. How few there are, when one more counts so mightily and wins such enthusiastic welcome! The same thing is true in the Church. ‘‘ The pillars of the Church,” we say, as if the Church were a great mass of inert atoms held up in place by a few MY BROTHER’S KEEPER 131 sturdy columns on which the whole weight rested. The ideal Church is simply winged humanity—hu- manity with the pinions of faith all spread and mov- ing on with one great total impulse to the realization of the divine life for man. One’s whole soul glows while he thus thinks of it; and then he turns back and sees—what? A handful of men and women who give nine tenths of the Church’s contributions; a handful of men and women of intellect and piety who are willing to teach the Church’s children and sit in the houses of the Church's poor; a handful of men and women who do the Church’s thinking, and really grapple with the problems in which every true man who thinks honestly and seriously makes the puzzled life of other men more clear; and then a great host of men and women who never get be- yond the thought that the Christian Church is made to save their souls, and that they have joined the Christian Church purely for their souls’ salvation. Your soul! What is your soul? What is it worth? Is it worth all this, all that the Bible tells us of, all that Christ has been and is? Ah, yes, no doubt it is. That soul of yours is precious beyond anything that you can guess. All that Christ did, all that Christ is, nothing less than that is necessary for your soul’s salvation. But, all the more because it is so pre- cious, what a shame it is that it is not pouring its power and value into the Church’s life and finding its own salvation in saving the souls of other men! The same is true everywhere. I go into any school or college in the land, and I know perfectly well what I shall find,—a great many good consciences, 132 MY BROTHER’S KEEPER a great many boys of high standards, and of pure lives, and an almost total absence on these students’ parts of any notion that they have any duty as regards the low tone, the falsehood and im- purity, the frivolous or degraded dissipation which surrounds them. To keep their own souls pure, and let the college and their fellow-students go their way,—that is the most they dream of. That is where the student’s faith goes, and often his in- tegrity goes with it. They are not used, and so they grow corrupt. They are selfish, and so they are weak. Oh, if the men who mean right for them- selves would only energetically mean right for the world, should we not almost see to-day the coming of the Son of Man! Let me go back and close where I began. It is once more the earliest world, outside the gates of Eden. Abel lies dead upon the ground, and Cain is fleeing red-handed from the murder. But there is a third presence there. God is there. It is His voice that asks, ‘‘ Where is Abel thy brother ?” And what a right He has to ask! It is the Father asking for His murdered child! Is not this the great final truth about it all—that within the Fatherhood of God we are to know— there only can we fully know—our brotherhood to one another? Weneglect our brethren because we are so far from our God. Within His love, surround- ing us like the elemental life in which alone our souls can live, may we all learn to love our neighbors as ourselves, and to forget ourselves in serving them! VIII. REST. **Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” —-MATTHEW xi. 28. I CANNOT begin to preach to you from these rich and familiar words without stopping a moment to remind you and myself what a sermon from this text ought to be. The words do not suggest or tempt any merely curious observations upon the or- dinary course of human life. Nor do they seem even to allow the general discussion of abstract themes, the elucidation of great topics of impersonal theology—if there be such a thing. Let other verses from the Bible lead the preacher and the hearer in those directions—no doubt there are times when it is good that we should follow them. But this, which is beyond question one of the best- known and best-loved of all the words of Christ, has quite a different suggestion. He who would preach from it must at least try to make sound in his peo- ple’s ears the sacred, solemn invitation which the words contain. There is a sermon possible (would God that I could preach it!) which should cause everything else to be forgotten, and set the Saviour in the abundance of His power, in the completeness 133 134 REST of His love, before the faces of men weary and troubled and distressed, finding it hard to live, often overcome by what seems the impossibility of living truly and bravely; and make them hear Him say to them, ‘‘ Come unto me!’’—a sermon which should feel the infinite sympathy of the words and of the soul from which they came, — a sermon which should reveal to somebody that there is a heart which pities him and which can satisfy him,—a ser- mon which should leave the hearer, when it closed, in full communion with the soul of Christ, and with the new divine life joyously begun. Who would not give anything to preach that sermon! Jerusalem was only a picture of the universal life of man. What goes on everywhere and always, was going on there. The streets were full of anxious faces. The houses were restless with uneasy hearts. Men were making plans and seeing them come to disappointment, and making them over again only to be still disappointed, till the heart was weary through and through, and only hoped on with the dead and brutish force of habit. Men were finding that the dearest affections, the most sacred relation- ships, carried misgivings and the power of untold misery at their hearts. Men were racing each other down for wealth, suspecting each other’s character and motives, wondering whether the whole blind struggle were at all worth while. How familiar it all sounds! It is just what is going on to-day. And then, with perfect calmness, coming so quietly that He was there in the midst of them before they saw Him, came One who declared: ‘‘ I can give you the REST 135 escape from all this. I know it all, but I tell you that it need not be. Come unto me, all of you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Much is it when a child comes into a household or a world of weary and distracted men, and with his fresh and unsuspicious happiness rebukes it all, and, opening some simple and elemental vision of life, bears his bright testimony that this weariness and distraction need not be. It is easy to smile in our superiority and say: ‘‘ He does not know. His disbelief in our misery comes from his childish igno- rance.’” Even while we say that, we still feel the power of his protest, and come to him with some sense that we have escaped. But this is no child who speaks in Jerusalem. This is evidently a man who has not merely flitted above, but has pierced down below, the misery of human life. He will have these men, these brother-men of His, escape not merely by forgetting, but by understanding their weariness. As He looks them in the face, and the power of His being tells on theirs, we can see certain great changes taking place within them. Behold! things which used to matter very much to them begin to show their insignificance. And there are other things which they thought that they were missing altogether of which they suddenly or slowly come to see that they are getting the essence, though they are failing of the form. And there are other things, of which they become aware that they would find more joy in having their brethren possess them than in possessing them themselves; that in some deep, subtle, and true sense they themselves 136 REST had what those whom they loved possessed. There, among other knowledges, passed over as it were from Jesus into them, almost as light passes over from the sun into the diamond and becomes its light, when they felt the invitation of His presence and came unto Him. So His Rest of Soul became their rest and His promise was fulfilled even before He uttered it, as are all God’s promises. Words deepen their meaning, throb back their force to us out of a profounder and profounder heart, as we grasp them with a more and more in- tense experience. No doubt to “‘ come to Christ ’”’ came to mean more and more to these men of Jeru- salem, and therefore the harmony of the effect with the cause, the sufficiency of the cause for its effect, in the promise of Jesus must have become more and more apparent. First, physical approach, the find- ing themselves where they could touch His hands and look into His face; and then obedience, the do- ing of what He wanted them to do and what would give Him pleasure; and then communion, the con- fidential interchange of thought, so that their think- ing enlarged and refined itself with His; and so, at last, likeness, the showing of His character, the. coming themselves to be what Jesus was. Near- ness, obedience, communion, likeness,—these were the stages of approach, these were the opening chambers, room beyond room, by which men “‘came to Jesus.” Only when all the rooms had been en- tered and occupied was the coming to Him complete, but at each stage it was just so much nearer to its completion. The invitation, as each man accepted REST 137 it, throbbed with a deeper meaning. At the same moment, in every mingled group which fronted Him, there were souls which each depth of the in- vitation reached. It was the completeness of them all together that made the fulness of the power which drew the multitude after Him as He went up and down the land. This, then, is the old story out of which the words first came to us. Peace fell from the presence of Jesus upon the wearied and overburdened hearts of men who came to Him, who saw Him and obeyed Him, and confided in Him, and grew to be like Him. And now we want to remind ourselves of how it is that we come to have a right to transfer all that across the centuries and hear the same voice speaking in our ears. Remember we mean that in the most literal sense. I wish that I could state how literally I mean it. The summons of Christ to anxious humanity is not a memory of something which happened years ago; it is something which is actually happening now, to-day. That involves and rests upon the facts that man is the same being that he was in the Gospel days and that Christ still lives. What then shall we say is the relation between that invitation to which eager souls listened in the streets of Jerusalem and the perpetual invitation which is always coming from the heart of Jesus to the soul of man? Shall we not say that it is the same relation which always exists between a special event of the Incarnate Life and the continuous in- fluence of Jesus,—indeed, the same which exists between the whole Life of the Incarnation and the 138 REST perpetual presence of the Life of God under the life of man? It wasa particular manifestation of that which is universally true; and therefore the univer- sal truth may be studied in and by that particular manifestation of it, while yet it does not lose itself and cease to be. It is the great fire which burns at the heart of all the earth breaking out at one vol- cano point. It is the sea on which the whole world floats, bursting through once in a fountain which strikes the stars. Let us not be the slaves of our senses, we who ought to be their masters and take the messages which they bring us into the keeping and interpretation of our souls. The words which the bodily lips of Jesus spoke, one day in Syria, do their full duty only when they quicken and inter- pret the utterance which His actually living, unseen heart is always making to our lives and souls to-day. With this in our mind, we see how absolutely reasonable, how perfectly true, is the conviction which has possessed millions of men and women, which is possessing countless numbers of men and women to-day, that they too may come to Jesus, to a present and living Jesus, just as literally and truly and blessedly as any man or woman came to Him in the old Syrian town. The whole sky opens, and what was then is everywhere and always,—Jesus is here! We say it to each other here and now pre- cisely as men said it to each other there and then— Jesus ishere! And men in sorrow look at a present Christ and are comforted. Glad men look up and are perfectly sure that He rejoices in their gladness. Perplexed men get light from Him upon their REST 139 problems. Wicked men get first rebuke, and then forgiveness, and then the power of a new life from a Christ as truly visible to their souls as the Christ of Jerusalem was visible to the eyes of the men of Jerusalem. I would that I could put in clearer, stronger words how literally and absolutely this is true. Do not be slaves of your senses,—Christ is Here! Men are coming to Him every day. He says to you, ‘‘ Come unto me.” If we become sure of that, then all the text is ours, and He who speaks it is speaking it to us. Let us read it again and try to hear it so, with ears which know that it was meant for them, — ‘‘ Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.’’ The first element of power in these words is their intense and intelligent sympathy with life. He who speaks them knows what it is for men to live. Tell me, could He have known it better if He had gone down the business streets of our city, if He had sat in our anxious counting-rooms and offices, if He had stood in the tempest of noise which fills the cham- bers of the roaring mill, if He had gone into the squalor of the tenement house, or climbed to the garret or pierced to the cellar of the pauper? He had been in them all. He is inthem all, and knows them all to-day. And the truth of His knowledge is testified by this—that it is to weariness and the sense of heavy burden that He appeals. Ah, my friends, if there were ever days when those words of Jesus ought to be heard, and to bear witness for themselves that He who speaks them is 140 REST divine, they certainly are these days in which we live. They speak to the tumult of living. And was there ever a time when the tumult of living was so intense and universal as it is to-day ? It matters not what region of life you choose for your own: you live in the city or the country; you are in the heart of poverty or in the heart of wealth; you are in one business or another,—it makes no difference. Everywhere there is tumult. The street is full of furious emulation. The study is full of tireless dis- cussion. The capitol is wild with political debate. The household is torn with social ambition and un- rest. Was there ever a time when He who lifts up His voice and speaks to those who are wearied and heavy laden could so claim the hearts and con- sciousnesses of those who heard His voice ? We all know what it is to “‘ take life hard.”” The really practical problem is: How can the vitality of the world be maintained, and the fearful wear and tear of the world be mitigated ? The world rejoices in its exuberant vitality. It does not want to secure calmness and peace by death; but it is conscious of perpetual exhaustion which it believes is not a ne- cessary part of its vital action, but a false and terrible attachment to it. The world dreams of a complete life which shall at the same time be free from fric- tion and full of rest. Here is a poor ship struggling through the sea. She is conquering the waves, but she is conquering them with terrible struggle. Every twist of the great water has her in its power. She creaks and groans in every strained and tortured plank. She is weary REST {41 and heavy laden. And then there comes grandly and calmly sailing past this bruised and beaten ves- sel the great, sufficient steamer, fully competent for her task, conquering the sea instead of being con- quered, going faster and not slower than her groan- ing sister, by and by leaving her out of sight and coming into the port which they both are seeking whole weeks before her wrenched and battered sis- ter ship creeps in and lays herself beside the wharf. So man’s dream of how he ought to live towers and shines beside and sails away past his consciousness of the way in which He is living. Whoever will speak to him and be heard must speak with the power of that dream, and tell him in some way how, without losing the energy of life, he shall still es- cape the weariness of life. That is the promise which he hears from the lips of Christ. To this man Christ says, ‘‘ Come to me.’’ It is the offer, the claim of a personal presence, and the acceptance must be in the spirit of that offer. Where shall we find the illustration of that method? Let us look for it in the simplest of all places: A child is wounded in body or in mind, hurt by some of the rough things which strike our human life al- most as soon as it is started on the earthly journey. He is standing with his bleeding breast, or bleeding soul, helpless and confused; and then his mother calls to him and says, ‘‘ Come to me, my child”’; and the poor little creature runs into her open arms and throws himself upon her pitying bosom. Does he find comfort there ? Indeed he does. And how? By and by she staunches his blood and heals his 142 REST wounds; or, by and by, she reasons with his exas- perated spirit and sets it right; but first of all it is more personal and elemental than that. She gives herself to him. It is to her that he comes. A doc- tor might dress his wounds.