/ THE CrEATOE and the CrEATUEE ; OR, THE WONDERS OF DIVINE LOVE. I FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER, D.D., * ^' ^' AUTHOR OF "all FOR JESUS," "GROWTH IX HOLINESS," "BLESSED C SACRAMENT," ETC. ETC. 'Ov yap irdpepyou Sei rroiuadai tuv Qeov. Pythagoras. litlj an Introbitttioit, bg mx %mzxkmx filcrggmau. With the Approbation of the Most Reverend Archbishop of Baltimore. ^^>^ BALTIMORE: MURPHY & CO., 182 BALTIMORE STREET. 18 57. t1 Entered, according to Act of Confrress, in the year 1857, by JOHN MURPHY & Co., in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the District of Maryland. ^f6 TO ST. MATTHEW. THE APOSTLE AND EVANGELIST OF THE INCARNATE WORD, THE PATTERN OF OBEDIENCE TO DIVINE VOCATIONS, THE MODEL OF PROMPT SUBMISSION TO HOLY INSPIRATIONS, THE TEACHER AND THE EXAMPLE OF CORRESPONDENCE TO GRACE, WHO LEFT ALL FOR GOD, SELF AND THE WORLD AND WEALTH, AT GOD'S ONE WORD, WITHOUT QUESTION, WITHOUT RESERVE, WITHOUT DELAY, TO BE FOR EVER IN THE CHURCH THE DOCTOR, THE PROPHET, AND THE PATRON, THE COMFORT AND THE JUSTIFICATION OF THOSE WHO FOLLOW HEAVENLY CALLS IN THE WORLD'S DESPITE, AND WHO GIVE THEMSELVES IN LOVE, AS HE GAVE HIMSELF, WITHOUT LIMIT OR CONDITION, ^» €:reature» to tjeir Creator. ¥^' (iii) To EREDERICK WILLIAM FABER, D. D., Friest of the Oratory of St. Philip Neri.— London. Some Angel radiant with the light of heaven, And brighter far with Grod's eternal love Eor this sad world, where like the wearied dove The souls of men, 'mid storm and darkness driven O'er the wild waves of error, grief and sin, Would fain, once more, regain the Ark — and rest ! — Some Angel such as Mercy sends to win All hearts to Love, most surely was thy guest — Thy thoughts, thy words inspired : his fragrant wings In rapture wav'd o'er thee, and thy abode — Eriend of the weary heart in search of God! As 'mid life's glitt'ring waste, like joyous springs Thy Works came forth. — Men own the Treasure given : Bless Thee and God: — and journey on to Heaven. E. J. SomuN, S. J. Loyola College, Baltimore, May, 1857. , (iT) IntwkrfifiK to i^t %mmtm (BMm, " The English language and the Irish race are overrunning the world," says Dr. Newman, and that race, "pre-eminently Catholic, is at this very time, of all tribes of the earth, the most fertile in emigrants both to the West and the South." In the midst of the sixty millions who, it is computed, now speak the English language, and are daily extending their influence to every quarter of the world, a large and active portion is this same ''pre-eminently Catholic race." With these facts in our mind, we turn to this last work of the Rev. Dr. Faber, with sentiments of gratitude to heaven, and hope for its abundant blessing on the teachings of such a guide, which our most earnest language would but faintly express. If the power to conceive and convey to others the sublime, and at the same time, the most practical truths that can inte- rest the human mind, be a title to the homage of men, then has Father Faber established for himself a claim which no length of years nor change of circumstances can efface. If, together with this power, there is joined the grace of awakening the purest, the holiest emotions of which the human heart is capa- ble, who can withhold the homage due to such a servant of the Church ? It may be excess of admiration for genius, learning, wisdom, zeal, pietj^, all combined in one noble soul ; or is it the depth of our gratitude to the Father of mercies and the God of all consolation, from whom every good and perfect gift de- scendeth that sways our judgment when we say that not for several ages past has God given to his Church a teacher, whose thoughts of love and words of light will fall, like heaven's dew, on a wider extent of that field in which, with His prophets and apostles around Him, the Son of God Himself labored, and still labors for the salvation of souls? We do not forget that not more widely does star differ from star in glory, than do the minds of men, in their habits of thought, in their capacity of judgment and feeling. But, nevertheless, with this in view, we believe and only give utterance to what many will confirm as their conviction also, that since the days of St. Francis de A 2 (v) VI INTRODUCTION TO THE Sales, few writers have made more Christian hearts bow in loving adoration before our tabernacles than the author of **AIl for Jesus," and " The Blessed Sacrament." The wide ocean is between our homes. It is more than probable that we shall never meet. Yet who can estimate the salutary influence exer- cised in our country over a multitude of souls, from the clois- tered nun, with her group of gay, young worldlings around her, to the aged missionary, with his humble flock, by these two wonderful books. No one questions it. It may sound to some like adulation, but still we say that, in the treatise now before us, as well as in the three works that have preceded it, and made the name of Father Faber dear to myriads, there are chapters which re-echo in our day the sweetness of St. Bernard, the wit and erudition of St. Jerome, the eloquence of St. John Chrysostom, the philosophy of St. Augustine. The harp is the same, but it is, indeed, the hand of a master, whose soul is filled with the spirit of God, that awakens its chords. Although so distinct in character, that each is a treasury by itself, there is a unity of thought and design in all Dr. Faber's works. To us, it is the " Deus amans Animas !" — '* The God WHO LOVETH SOULS," that is everywhere, with adoring thank- fulness, ofi'ered to the contemplation not only of the great mass of believers, but of all mankind. This is the fountain-idea, whence have flowed, like the four rivers that went forth from the garden of Paradise, these four streams of learning, piety, sacred eloquence, and heavenly truth, for the refreshment and the healing of our age. Above all his divine attributes and works, it is the "love of Jesus Christ for the Church — the love of God for man," that everywhere, like sun-light on the waters, meets our sight. Not only in this last, but throughout his other pro- ductions, the ''wonders of divine love" are perpetually pre- senting themselves to the devout mind. If we may be allowed to change a httle our imagery, we would say " All for Jesus" was a sun-beam, suddenly lighting up with its warm, cheerful radiance, the road we are travelling, and imparting an unwonted beauty to every old, familiar object in the landscape around us. Who has not felt the joy-inspiring influence of such a moment? Something analogous to this, in the spiritual world, on the long, dusty, and to how many! AMERICAN EDITION. Vli wearisome road of life, it was intended **A11 for Jesus" should produce. And how must it cheer every hour, soothe every suffering of our beloved Father Faber — for this, his latest, and some will think most precious, work, ^' has been written for the most part in ill health and under the pressure of other duties from which he could not be dispensed^' — to know, to see, that the divine effect he desired, has been produced. The Name of Jesus! The Love of Jesus ! how clear the proof that both are better known, more deeply felt — and shall we not add, more widely, purely loved, than before this sun-beam shone upon us. *' As a son of St. Philip," said the author in the preface to the first edition of *'A11 for Jesus," ''I have especially to do with the world, and with people living in the world, and trying to be good there, and to sanctify themselves in ordinary vocations. It is to such I speak ; and I am putting before them, not high things, but things which are at once attractive as devotions, and also tend to raise their fervor, to quicken their love, and to increase their sensible sweetness in practical religion and its duties. I want to make piety bright and hap)py to those who need such helps, as I do myself. I have not ventured to aim higher. If it causes one heart to love our dearest Lord a trifle more warmly, God will have blessed both the work and its writer." This was written in May, 1853 — on St. Philip Neri's feast. In about a month after, a large edition of the work was dis- posed of. In September of the same year, on the Feast of the Holy Name of Mary, Father Faber could thus speak in the Preface to the second edition of his ever-beautiful book: "In again trusting my little work to the Catholics of England and Ireland, I wish I could say how much I have been affected by the reception it has met with, not as if it reflected credit on myself, but because it has shown that the Name of Jesus could not be uttered without the echo coming, and that to speak of Him, however poorly, was to rouse, to soothe, and to win the heart ; and it was more grateful to me than any praise, to feel that my subject was my success." The last advices from England bring the delightful intelli- gence, that besides *' the tenth and eleventh thousand of the library edition now in press, the publisher will also issue at the same time, in the same size and type, a cheap edition, i. e., the Vm INTRODUCTION TO THE People's Edition of **All for Jesus." After the sale of so many thousand copies in England, Ireland, France, the United States, and other parts of America, *' the demand is actually on the increase, and large orders are repeatedly coming in from the Colonies." A more cheering fact in the religious history of the day, we could not mention. And it forms a natural in- troduction to our remarks, though necessarily brief, on the next work that appeared from the learned author's pen, viz. ** Growth in Holiness ; or, Progress in Spiritual Life. What more natural than that the guide who had, like the pre- cursor, with his sweet ^'Behold! the Lamb of God," sent so many disciples to follow Jesus, asking — '-Master! where dwellest thou ?" should not rest until he had pointed out still more in detail both the means and signs of that progress in the spiritual life, to which the apostle exhorts us to aspire without ceasing, " until we all meet in the unity of Faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, to a perfect man, to the measure of the age of the fulness of Christ ; that we may no more be chil- dren tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doc- trine, .... but doing the truth in love, we may grow in all things in him, who is the Head, Christ our Lord." — Ephs. iv. With his usual clearness of expression, the author thus states the object of his second work — for we cannot do better than to quote his own words. " There are two objects for which books may be written, and which must materially affect their style. One is to produce a certain impression on the reader, while he reads : the other, to put before him things to remember, and in such a way as he will best remember them. The present work is written for the latter object, and consequently with as much brevity as clearness would allow, and as much compres- sion as the breadth of the subject and its peculiar liability to be misunderstood, would safely permit." Such, with a few additional sentences, is the introduction to one of the most valuable ascetic treatises, not only in the English, but in any of our modern languages. Though professedly more didactic, it abounds, like its precursor, in endless beauties of style, the more fascinating from the very familiarity of the language, and with what we can only justly call, heaven-inspired thoughts : for they fill the soul with thoughts of God, grief for sin, and AMERICAN EDITION. IX hopes of heaven, such as no mere earthly eloquence or wisdom could inspire. When, in our judgment, there is such an intel- lectual, spiritual feast before us, it is no easy task to point out where the guest will be seated best; we may be allowed to direct our reader's attention to the chapters entitled— *' The Spirit in which we serve God:" — "Spiritual Idleness:" — ** Temptations :" — " Abiding Sorrow for Sin :" — '* The Right View of our Faults:" — who can read those pages, the fruit, no doubt, of prayer, toil, study, suffering, of which we have no conception, and then lay down the volume without resolving to say, while life lasts, one good Ave Maria daily for Father Faber ? Had he no other claim on our grateful remembrance than these two treatises, certain we are of a respectful, cordial response to our suggestion. But what shall we say of our sacred indebtedness to him, when we open his third work — "The Blessed Sacrament; or. The Works and W^ats of God" ? — the master-piece of the author's genius, learning and piety combined; and, as we have heard it styled, "the most wonderful book of the age." Over its pages, gemmed with thoughts, truths, facts, doctrines which Father Faber could have drawn from no other source than that same fountain whence the apostle of love drew his inspiration — the bosom of Jesus Christ — the mind bends, the heart lingers in admiration, reverence, adoration too deep for words. Our altars, our tabernacles, with all we there possess, are before us ; and whether the moment finds us in the stillness of some retired cell or study, on the stream of one of the hundred mighty rivers of our native land, or by the shore of the glistening sea, we realize as we never did, nor could before, the prophet's sublime "Altaria Tua, Domine Yirtutum!" Thy altars, Lord of hosts : My king and my God ! Blessed are they that dwell in thy house, Lord ! they shall praise thee for ever and ever ! Not till that day, when the sacramental veils being re- moved, "we shall see his face, and be happy for ever in the contemplation of his glory," will our Redeemer (it may be) make known to his servant, how deep, lasting, far-reaching, even to the ends of the earth, and what is farther still, the coldest Catholic hearts, has been the impression left by this, his "thank-offering for the gift of faith in this transcending X INTRODUCTION TO THE mystery." And, as if in response to these words of Israel's bravest king, do we hear the encouraging voice of the Holy Spirit addressed to the multitude who, along that road of *< spiritual progress," some in joy, some in grief — others again in silence and in hope, pursue their way, 1 Israel, how great is the house of God : and how vast is the place of His posses- sion! You shall draw waters with joy out of the Saviour's fountains. Rejoice and praise, for great is He that is in the midst of thee : the Holy One of Israel ! Few there are in any land or age who will ever hope to lay a more beauteous, richer, a more loving gift at the feet of the most Blessed Sacrament. But we refrain. Were we to write "what we have heard, and have seen with our eyes, and looked upon," it would only sound like flattery to the captious. " My object is not controversy, but piety," — we quote a few lines from different parts of the preface. ''This treatise is an attempt to popularize certain portions of the science of theology. It has not been an easy task : my desire has been to lay it at the feet of the Blessed Sacrament as a little thank-offering for the gift of faith in that transcending mystery, a gift given to me out of season and with a mysterious stretch of pardoning love, and which is to me the dear light of life, for whose abounding joy and unclouded surety no loss can be other than a priceless gain." To the work itself we must refer our readers, for no, even elaborate, analysis would convey a fair insight into the contents of the four books on the Works and Ways of God, especially as connected with his Presence in the Blessed Sacrament. The profound theological learning of the first book, we are aware, has repelled a certain class of devout Catholics. This glorious treatise has in consequence not made its way, at least with us, so rapidly into public favor. But even considering the scien- tific phraseology which abounds, for example, in Sections IV and V, on the Theology of Transubstantiation, we must regard the view taken by some rather as a wrong impression than a real difficulty. We open at random the edition before us. The first pages that meet our eye are pages 52 and 53 of the same first book. The subject is, the Justification of the Sinner; the same work of which St. Augustine says, — it is a greater thing AMERICAN EDITION. XI to justify the impious than to create heaven and earth: "a work which is being accomplished in a thousand confessionals, this day and at this hour, and in churches, in hospitals, in prisons, on ship-board, on the scaffold, in the streets and fields of daily labor, close to the mower or the reaper, or the gardener or the vine-dresser, who dreams not that God is in his neigh- borhood, so busy and at so stupendous a work." AVe entreat our devout, sincere objectors to read on. Better than treasures of gold and silver are the contents of those two pages. And the entire first book is replete with such passages in the midst of its excursions into the profoundest or sublimest provinces of the science of theology. Love is the harbinger of light. Where true devotion exists, love also dwells in the soul ; for it is one of its attendants, and a wiser teacher than many books and many masters. We cannot forego the belief, the hope that there are many in our land, not as yet familiar with this trea- tise, perchance partly because of what they have heard of it from others, but whose intelligence, education and piety, would discover a banquet in every chapter, who will soon peruse it. We sum up our remarks, and pass on to the latest production of the reverend author, with one of his own observations — to no modern productions, whether secular or religious, more truly applicable than to his own admirable works : — They abound *'m those pregnant germs of thought which have almost power of themselves to form a mind, and to expand themselves into a whole education.^' "^ Were we asked to describe in a few words the distinctive character of " The Creatob, and the Creature ; or, The Wonders of Divine Love," we would reply — It is the Funda- mental Philosophy of Religion. The nature of the questions treated, the order of its publication, the time of its appearance among us, all suggest the analogy between it and the well- known work of the immortal Balmes. But we must add, such is the wide dissimilarity of the two productions, that, for one reader who will have the courage or ability to follow Balmes through the labyrinth of metaphysics, and over the ruins of philosophical systems, ancient and modern, a thousand souls will learn the science of salvation at the feet of Father Faber. * Blessed Sacrament, Book iii, p. 2-1:9. Xll INTRODUCTION TO AMERICAN EDITION. Til ere are several statements in the Introduction to the pre- sent treatise, of much importance to all who are familiar with the writings of Dr. Faber, or may hereafter become so. We invite the reader's attention to them ; and also to the analysis of this treatise, which *' stands to the author's other works in the relation of source and origin." The four productions which we have thus briefly noticed, and which all who love God, their country, and their Church, should pray to see in the hands of every Catholic famity, form in them- selves a treasure of theological learning, devotional reading, and practical piety, to say nothing of the author's countless beauties of thought and language, such as, we believe, cannot be found in any other four works bearing the same relation to each other. Pages filled with our acknowledgments would not adequately express all that the Catholics of the present age, both in Europe and America, owe to Dr. Faber, to Dr. Newman, and, indeed, to the " Fathers of the English Oratory." Happy are we in the knowledge that there are many, on this side of **the great waters," who cannot think of them without senti- ments of profound gratitude, admiration and respect. Their labors, their sacrifices, their virtues, their victories for God and His Church — in a word, all that they have done, have done so well, in so short a time, and are still doing for the temporal and eternal welfare of God's world — rise up like a ''blessed vision of peace" between us, whenever some government-pique rufiles the temper of our kindred nations. At such moments, the earnest but almost unanswered wish of England's *' Great Cardinal" — for how can we speak of the English Oratory and not be full of the memory of Cardinal Wiseman — again presses us to entreat that prayer, daily prayer, may be ofi'ered up, espe- cially in our religious houses, for the conversion of England and its people. Shall we not hope that our thought will be welcome ; will awaken its echo in more than one American Catholic heart ? England's conversion, one might almost say, would be our own. In the language of Father Faber — " Why is it we let slow time do the work, which swift grace would so much better do ?" Baltimore, May, 1857. AUTHOR'S PREFACE. It appears necessary to trespass on the reader's patience for a while by giving him the history of the composition of this Treatise. Books, reviews, conversation, personal experience, and the phenomena forced upon our notice in dealing with souls, seem to concur in showing that it is almost a character- istic feature of the present age, at least in this country, to have harsh, unkindly, jealous, suspicious, and distrustful thoughts of God. It is not so much that men do not believe in Him, as in past times, or that they are irreverently inquisi- tive, as they have been in other days. Infidelity and intellec- tual impiety are unfortunately common enough ; but they are not, as compared with other times, the characteristic sins of the day with us. We find in their place abundant admissions of the existence, and even of the excellence, of God ; but joined with this, a reluctance, which hardly likes to put itself into words, to acknowledge His sovereignty. There is a desire to strip Him of His majesty, to qualify His rights and to abate His prerogatives, to lower Him so as to bring Him somewhat nearer to ourselves, to insist on His obeying our own notions of the laws of morality, and confining Himself within such limits of justice and equity as are binding on creatures rather than on the Creator. There is a tendency to turn religion into a contract between parties, very unequal certainly, but not in- finitely unequal, to object to whatever in God's Providence betokens a higher rule than the rule of our duties towards each other, and to revolt from any appearance of exclusiveness, supreme will, and unaccountable irresponsibility, which there may be in His conduct towards us. This appears to be the attitude of the day towards God. The acknowledgment of Him is conditional on His submitting to be praised and ad- mired, as other than the God whose own will is His sole law, whose own glory is His necessary end, and who by virtue of His own perfections can have no other end, rest, or sufficiency, than His own ever-blessed Self. B ( xiii ) XIV AUTHOR S PREFACE. If this were simply a mitigated form of infidelity belonging to the nineteenth century, and affecting those only who are immersed in worldliness, the present Treatise would not have been written, inasmuch as it is purely practical, and addressed only to believers. But the epidemics of the world are never altogether unfelt within the Church. The air is corrupted, and in some much milder form the souls of believers are affected by the pestilence which reigns without. So is it in the present case. In the difficulties through which men have to force their way, by the help of grace, into the One True Fold, in the ob- stacles which hinder others from advancing in the ways of holiness, in the temptations which tease, if they do not en- danger, faith, in the treatment of religious controversies, in the sides men take in ecclesiastical politics, *in the tendencies of their theological views, and even in the common exercises of daily devotion, we find indubitable traces of an attitude towards God, caught from the fashion of the day, and which seems to betoken some obliquity in the mind, logically working itself out in the worship and obedience of our souls. It is not that be- lievers believe wrongly about God, but either that they do not understand, or that they do not realize, what they most rightly believe. It has thus come to pass, from various circumstances which need not be detailed, that the composition of this Treatise has been a work of charity towards souls, almost forced upon the writer in consequence of the position which he occupied, and the work into which such a sphere as London introduced him. The result of much thought on the subject led to the conclusion, that it is possible for the intellectual inconsistencies of men to realize that they have a Creator without realizing, what is already involved, that they themselves are creatures, or what is actually implied in being a creature ; and further, it seemed that this very inconsistency explained and accounted for the phenomena in question. The Treatise, therefore, will be found naturally to divide itself into three parts. The First Book, consisting of three chapters, is the statement of the case, and contains a descrip- tion of the phenomena around us, a detailed account of what it is to have a Creator, and of what follows from our being His creatures. The result of this inquiry is to find, that creation is simply an act of divine love, and cannot be accounted for on any other supposition than that of an immense and eternal love. The Second Book, consisting of five chapters, occupies itself with the difficulties and depths of this creative love, •which have been classified as answers to the following ques- tions, Why does God wish us to love Him, Why does He Him- author's preface. XV self love us, How can we love Him, How do we actually love Him, and How does He repay our love. Here, in other times, or in another country perhaps, the Treatise might have con- cluded. But the course of the investigation has started some grave objections, which the Third Book, consisting of four chapters, is occupied in answering. If this account of creative love be true, if God redeemed us because He persisted in de- siring, even after our fall, to have us with Him as participators in His own eternal beatitude, salvation ought to be easy, even to fallen nature. If it is easy, then it would follow that at least the majority of believers would be saved. If these two questions are answered in the affirmative, then a fresh difficulty rises to view. How are we to account for what is an undoubted fact, that these relations of the Creator and the creature are not practically acknowledged by creatures ? The answer to this objection is found in the nature, the power, and the pre- valence of worldliness. The flesh and the devil will not ade- quately account for the way in which men behave towards God, and the attitude in which they put themselves before Him. Worldliness is the principal explanation of it. But then the conclusions, which may be drawn from an inspection of worldliness, seem to dishonor, if not to destroy, the previous conclusions about the easiness of salvation and the multitude of the elect. How is it that so many can escape ? how is it that they do escape ? By personal love of the Creator, by a religion which is simply a service of love, by a love which brings them within the suck of that gulf of the Divine Beauty, which is our holiness here, as it is our happiness hereafter. And thus the creature secures that enjoyment and possession of the Creator, which was His primary intention in creation ; and so the Treatise ends. Although it seems occupied with very simple truths, and might almost be regarded as a commentary on the catechism, the composition of it has been a work both of time and labor. It stands to the Author's other works in the relation of source and origin. It has been this view of God, pondered for years, that has given rise to the theological bias, visible in the other books, as well as to the opinions expressed on the spiritual life. Dif- ficulties, which may have been found in the other books, re- specting the Sacred Humanity, the Blessed Sacrament, our Lady, Purgatory, Indulgences, and the like, will for the most part find their explanation here ; for this Treatise explains in detail the point of view from which the Author habitually looks at all religious questions, of practice as well as of speculation. The Author cannot allow his Treatise to go forth to the pub- lic, without his acknowledging the obligations he is under to XVI AUTHOR S PREFACE. the Rev. Father Gloag, the librarian of the London Oratory, "who has spared no pains in verifying quotations, in seeking for passages in voluminous works to which other writers had given incorrect references, or made vague allusions, and also in bring- ing under the notice of the Author some important passages of which he was not aware himself, especially with reference to the Baian Propositions. As the work has been written for the most part in ill-health, and under the pressure of other duties from which he could not be dispensed, the Author is the more anxious to acknowledge thus gratefully a co-operation, which circumstances rendered peculiarly valuable, and which, tedious and troublesome as it was, has been proffered with such a graceful kindness, as to make the sense of obligation a pleasure rather than a burden. In truth, though all appears so plain and smooth, the com- position of the Treatise has in reality led the Writer along a very thorny and broken path. The ground of creation, of the natural order and of the supernatural order, is, as theologians well know, strewn all over, as if a broken precipice had over- whelmed it, with Condemned Propositions, the theology of which is full of fine distinctions and insidious subtleties, and, not unfrequently, of apparent contradictions. Nowhere does the malice of error more painfully succeed in harassing the student, than in this matter of Condemned Propositions. The utmost pains, however, have been taken to secure accuracy. The best theologians have been collated, even to weariness; and if the book had been allowed to exhibit in notes or ap- pendices the labor which it has entailed, it would have swollen to an inconvenient bulk. It has, moreover, been submitted to two careful and minute revisions by others, in whose ability and theological attainments there was good reason to confide. But the Author cannot now entrust it to the thoughtful charity and kindly interpretations of his readers, without also sub- mitting it in all respects, and without the slightest reserve, to the judgment of the Church, retracting and disavowing before- hand any statement which may be at variance with her author- ized teaching, who is the sole, as well as the infallible, pre- ceptress of the nations in the ways of eternal truth. Sydenham Hill, Feast of the Dedication of the Basilica of St. Peter and St. Paul, 1856. CONTENTS. BOOK I. THE CASE STATED BETV\^EEN THE CREATOR AND THE CREATURE. CHAP. PAOE I. A new fashion of an old sin 19 11. What it is to be a Creature 41 TIL What it is to have a Creator 76 BOOK II. THE DIFFICULTIES OF CREATIVE LOVE I. Why God wishes US to love Him 117 XL Why God loves us 144 III. Our means of loving God 179 IV. Our actual love of God 217 V. In what way God repays our love 239 BOOK III. OBJECTIONS CONSIDERED. I. The easiness of salvation , 271 II. The great mass of believers 306 III. The world 353 IV. Our own God 385 2 b2 (xvii) BOOK I. THE CASE STATED BETWEEN THE THE CREATOR AND THE CREATURE. BOOK I. THE CASE STATED BETWEEN THE CREATOR AND THE CREATURE. CHAPTER I. A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. "Quid ad me si quis non intelligat? Gaudeat et ipse dicens: Quid est hoc? Gaudeat etiam sic, et amet, non inveniendo invenire potius Te, quam inveniendo non inyenire Te." — >S'. Augustin. Life is short, and it is wearing fast away. We lose a great deal of time, and we want short roads to heaven, though the right road is in truth far shorter than we believe. It is true of most men that their light is greater than their heat, which is only saying that we practice less than we profess. Yet there are many souls, good, noble, and affectionate, who seem rather to want light than heat. They want to know more of God, more of themselves, and more of the relation in which they stand to God, and then they would love and serve Him better. There are many again who, when they read or hear of the spiritual life, or come across the ordinary maxims of Christian perfection, do not understand what is put before them. It is as if some one spoke to them in a foreign language. Either the words are without meaning, or the ideas are far-fetched (19) 20 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. and unreal. They stand off from persons who profess to teach such doctrines, or to live by them, as if they had some contagious disease which they might catch them- selves. Yet they are often very little tainted by worldli- ness ; often they are men who have made sacrifices for God, and who Avould lay down their lives for His Church. Their instincts are good ; yet they seem to want something ; and whatever it is that they lack, the absence of it appears to put them under a most mournful disability, in the way of attaining holiness. In other words, there are multitudes of men so good, that it seems inevitable that they must be much more good than they really are, and the difficulty is how so much goodness can continue to exist without more goodness. This is a phenomenon which has at once attracted the attention and excited the sorrow of all who love the souls for which Jesus shed His Precious Blood. It may not be true that any one solution of the problem will meet or ex- plain all the difficulties of this distressing experience. Much lies deep in the manifold corruption of our hearts. But there is one fact which goes far towards an adequate explanation of the matter, and which is at the same time, rightly considered, a profound mystery. It is that men, even pious men, do not continually bear in mind that they are creatures, and have never taken the pains to get a clear idea of what is involved in being a creature. Hence' it is true to say, even of multitudes of the faithful, that they have no adequate or indeed distinct notion of the relation in which they stand to God, of His rights, or of their obli- gations: and, when trial comes, their inadequate idea betrays them into conduct quite at variance wdth their antecedents. Forgetfulness of God has been in all ages the grand evil of the world : a forgetfulness so contrary to reason, and so opposed also to the daily evidence of the senses, that it can A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 21 be accounted for on no other hypothesis than that of origi- nal sin and the mystery of the fall. This forgetfulness of God has been far more common than open revolt against Him. The last is rather the sin of angels, the first the sin of men. Yet every age of the vrorld has it own prevailing type and fashion of iniquity ; and in these latter times it appears as if the forgetfulness of God had taken the shape of forgetfulness on our part that we are creatures. Men may realize that they are creatures, imperfect, finite, and dependent. This truth may be continually coming upper- most in books of morals, in systems of philosophy, and in the general tone of society. And yet, with all this, God may be set aside and passed over, almost as if He did not exist. The world simply does not advert to Him. Who that has read certain philosophical and scientific books of the last century does not know how men could write of creation without their thoughts so much as touching or coming in contact with the idea of the Creator? To such writers creation seems the end of and answer to all things, just as the Most Holy Trinity is to a believer. They speak of creation, investigate creation, draw inferences from creation, without so much as brushing against a personal or living Creator even in their imagination. Creator is to them simply a masculine form of the neuter noun creation, and they have a kind of instinct against using it, which they have probably never perceived, or never taken the trouble to explain even to themselves. It is not on any theory, or any atheistical principle, that God is thus past over. He is unseen, and hence is practically considered as absent ; and what is absent is easily forgotten. He is out of mind because He is out of sight. There is no objection to giving God His place, only he is not thought of. This is one phase of the world^s forgetfulness of God. Then again there have been times and literary schools, in which God was continually referred to, and His Name 22 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. used in an impressive manner, sometimes reverently and sometimes irreverently. He has been a fashionable figure of speech, or an adornment of eloquence, or the culminating point of an oratorical climax. Or there has been a decency in naming Him honorably, as if it vrere burning a kind of incense before Him. It soothes the conscience ; it gives an air of religion to us, and it enhances our ovrn respectability, especially in the eyes of our inferiors. And yet this word God has not in reality meant the Three Divine Persons, as the Gospel reveals Them to us. It has been an imaginary embodiment or a vague canonization of an immense povrer, of distant majesty, and of unimaginable mystery : a some- thing like the beauty of midnight skies, or the magnificent pageant of the storm, elevating the mind, quelling and tranquillizing littleness, and ministering to that poetry in our nature which is so often mistaken for real worship and actual religion. The ideas of duty, of precept, of sacrifice, of obedience, have been very indistinctly in the mind, if they have been there at all. It is the notion of a grand God, rather than a living God. The multitude of Ilis rights over us, the dread exorbitance of His sovereignty, the realities of His minute vigilance, of His jealous expec- tations, of His rigid judgments, of His particular pro- vidence, of His hourly interference, these things have not been denied, but they have not been part of the idea wakened in the mind by the word God. The close embrace and tingling pressure of His omnipresence, as theology discloses it to us, would have made the men of whom we are speaking start away in alarm or in disgust. The God who demands an account of every idle word, and measures His penalties to each unbridled thought, and before whom all men are simply and peremptorily equal, is a difi'erent Being from the poetical sovereign who reigns over the Olympus of modern literature, to keep our inferiors in check, to add gravity to our rebukes, to foster our own self- A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 23 respect, and. in a word, to " paint a moral or adorn a tale/^ This God is rather our creature than our Creator ; He is the creature of moral respectability, the necessity of a dis- satisfied conscience, the convenience of a social police, the consolation of an unsupernatural sorrow, and the imagery of a chaste and elegant literature. Yet the atheism of this is not explicit : it is only implied. No revolt is intended. A false God has slipped into the place of the true one ; and because their faith had failed, men did not see tj^e change, and do not see it still. This is another common form of forgetfulness of God ; but it does not seem to have the peculiar characteristics or particular malice of the form which we suppose to belong eminently to our own days. For in the form, of which we have been speaking, the name of God was a necessity just because men did not forget that they were creatures. Nay, it was respectable and mora] to speak slightingly of human nature,, its weak- nesses, and its vagaries, and to say great things of the far- off God. Men's notions of God wanted correcting and purifying, enlarging and heightening ; above all, they wanted to be made real, and brought home to them, and laid as a yoke upon them. Nevertheless they remembered they were creatures; only, because they had lost the true idea of the Creator, they made the weaknesses of the creature an apology for his sin, and so went desperately astray. But if we mistake not, the characteristic malice of these times takes a somewhat different direction. God is cer- tainly ignored ; but He is rather passively than actively ignored, rather indirectly than directly. Men do not look at His side of the question at all. They do not pass Hira over, even contemptuously. Still less do they look at Him, and then put Him away. They are otherwise engaged. They are absorbed in the contemplation of themselves. Theories of progress and perfectibility throw so much dust 24 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. in their eyes, that they do not see that they are creatures. They do not know what it is to be a creature, nor what comes of it. Hence the idea of God grows out of their minds : ii is thrust out of them, extruded as it were, by the press of matter, without any direct process or conscious recognition on their parts. Their minds are purely atheist by the force of terms. They are the proprietors of the world, not tenants in it, and tenants at will. They hardly suspect that there are any claims on them. God was a fine thought of the Middle Ages, and religion an organized priestcraft, which was not always simply an evil, but which has now outlived any practical utilities it may ever have had. God is subjective : He is an idea: He is the creature of man's mind. If there be any real truth in religion, it must be looked for in the direction of pantheism. But the world is too busy to think much even of that. This is practically their view, or would be, if they took the trouble to have a view at all. What it comes to is this. Men are masters. They begin and end with themselves. Humanity marches onwards with great strides to the magnificent goal of social perfectibility. Each generation is a glorious sec- tion of the procession of progress. Liberty, independence, speed, association, and self-praise, these compose the spirit of the modern world. The word creature is a name, an afi'air of classification, like the title of a genus or a species in natural history. But it has no religious consequences : it entangles us in no supernatural relations. It simply means that we are not eternal, the remembrance of which is salutary, in that it quickens our diligence in the pursuit of material prosperity. All phases of civilization have a monomania of their own. Certain favorite ideas come uppermost, and are regarded with so much favor that an undue importance is given to them, until at last the relative magnitudes of truths and duties are lost sight of, and the ethics of the day are full A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 25 of a confusion that only rights itself in the failure and dis- appointment, in which each age of the world infallibly issues at the last. Then comes a reaction, and a new phase of civilization, and a fresh monomania ; and either because the circle looks like a straight line, because we see so little of it at a time, or because the living world, like the mate- rial one, really advances while it revolves, we call these alternations progress. Now we generally find that each of these monomanias, with its cant words, its fixed ideas, and its onesided exaggerations, transfers its temper and characteristics to the view which it takes of God. The ideas of liberty, progress, independence, social contracts, representative government, and the like, color our views of God, and influence our philosophy. No one can read much without seeing how the prevailing ideas of the day make men fall into a sort of unconscious anthropomorphism about God. Indeed nothing but the magnificent certainties and unworldly wisdom of catholic theology can rescue us from falling into some such error ourselves."^ At the pre- sent day particularly we should be careful and jealous in the view we take of God ; careful that it should be well as- certained, and jealous that it should be according to the pattern showed us in catholic theology.f * The gibe of Yoltaire is after all full of bitter truths ; depuis que Dieu a fait Fhomme a son image, I'homme le lui a bien rendu. f There are two yiews of God in theology, the Scotist and the Thomist. The Scotist seems to bring God nearer to us. to make our conceptions of Him more real, to represent Him as more accessible to our understandings, even "while He remains incomprehensible. St. Thomas carefully observes the mean : Nullum nomen univoce de Deo et creaturis prasdicatur ; sed nee etiam pure equivoce, ut aliqui dixerunt : and again, Aliqua dicuntur de Deo et creaturis, analogice, et non equivoce pure, neque pure univoce, i. q. xiii. 5 and 6. The Thomist view, by driving us away from many of the analogies on which the other view rests, or by regarding these analogies as more equivocal, seems to put God further from us, and to thicken the darkness which is round His throne. But, if the Scotist view seems more directly to lead to love, it is exposed to much greater philosophical dangers than the Thomist, and may more easily be pressed into the service of anthropomor- 26 A NEAV FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. In whatever direction we turn we shall gain fresh proof of the want of this true view of God, and fresh evidence that the peculiar forgetfulness of God in these times con- sists in the forgetfulness on our own part that we are creatures. For, think in what this forgetfulness consists. It is the new fashion of an old sin. Nothing offends our t^ste more than disproportion, or unseemliness. We like things to be in keeping, and when proprieties are violated, we have a sense of being wounded. If a servant puts on the manners and takes the liberties of a son, we are angry with him because he forgets himself, and a whole string of moral faults is involved in this forgetfulness. The manners, which befit the member of our own family, are unbecoming in a guest; and the demeanor and address of a stranger differ from those of an acquaintance. Our taste is annoyed when these things are confused, and the annoy- ance of our taste is only the symptom of something far deeper in our moral nature. So is it in the matter we are discussing. The propriety of man as man, his moral and religious propriety, consists in his constantly remembering phism, perhaps of pantheism. Thus the Thomist view is safer. "You ought to know," says 3Ialebranche. (Huitieme Entretien sur la Metaphysique. sec. 7.) "that to judge worthily of God we must attribute to Him no attributes, but those which are incomprehensible. This is evident, for God is the infi- nite in every sense, so that nothing finite is congruous to Him, and that which is infinite in every sense is in every way incomprehensible to the human mind." So also TertuUian adv Marcion, i. 4. Summum Magnum, ex defectione semuli, solitudinem quamdam de singularitate pragstantife suaa possidens, unicum est. So it has been well observed by Simon in his beau- tiful but insidious work on natural religion, (Religion Xaturelle, 48,) that we almost all of us start from the Christian idea of God as author of the world, and land at the pagan idea of God like ourselves. All beings, except God, are in a system. It is their nature and condition. He alone is outside of and above all system ; and thus by applying to Him our principles, we run into contradictions, and by attributing to Him our faculties, we became en- tangled in impossibilities. Thus a clear and intelligent view of God is one of the first requisites for all of us at this day; and it is just this view which the catholic cathechism gives, and which all the wise men of the world seem so unaccountably to miss. A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 27 that he is a creature, and deme^niDg himself accordingly. The bad taste and vulgarity (to use words which may make the meaning clearer) of his not doing so are in reality sin and irreligion, because the contempt, presumption, and affectation, fall upon the majesty of the Most High God. Yet is not this forgetfulness quite a characteristic of the times in which we live? Look at politics ; and may we not read evidences of this spirit everywhere ? How little has religion to do with questions of peace and war? We go to war to avenge an offence, or to push an interest, or to secure a gain, or to cripple a hostile power, as if there was no God of Hosts. We do not ask ourselves the question whether it is God's will that there should be such a war. The whole action of diplomacy is as if there were no special providence, and as if God having retired from the management of the world, we must take up the reins w^hich He has let fall from His wearied grasp. Since the balance of power was substituted for the central unity of the Holy See, we have come more and more to act as if the world belonged to us, and we had the management of it, and were accountable to none. On the most solemn subjects, even those of edu- cation, and religion, and the interests of the poor, how little of the tone and feeling of creatures is exhibited in debates in parliament, or in the leading articles of a newspaper. It would seem as if there were nothing we had not the right to do, because nothing we had not the power to do. With far less of intentional irreligion than would have seemed possible beforehand, there is an incalculable amount of forgetfulness that we are creatures. What else is our exaggerated lust of liberty ? What else are even the vauntings of our patriotism? What else is the spirit of puerile self-laudation into which our national character seems in the hands of an anonymous press to have already degenerated, or to be fast degenerating? 28 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. The same tone is observable in our poetry and elegant literature. Everywhere man is his own end, and the master of his own destiny. Subordination and a subject spirit are not virtues, neither in works of fiction do the meek inherit the earth."^ Still more strongly does this come out in systems of philosophy. Humanity is a person with a unique destination and perfectibility. Man is com- plete in himself. There is neither wreck nor ruin about him. The natural stands off, clear and self-helpful, from the supernatural. Accountableness is not a necessary part of self-government. There is no need to call in the idea of God in order to explain the situation of man. His duties begin and end with other men or with himself. Philo- sophically speaking, things can be managed at Berlin with- out God. But of all things the most amazing is the innocent, child- like, simple-hearted atheism of physical science. The be- ginning of matter, the elements into which it may ultimately be resolvable, how the cycles of the heavenly bodies first began, the unspeakable intricacy of their checks and coun- terchecks, the secular aberrations and secular corrections of the same, the secret of life, the immateriality of the soul, where physical science ends, — all these questions are dis- cussed in a thousand books in a spirit and tone betokening the most utter forgetfulness that we are little creatures, who got here, God help us! not by our own means, and are going, God help us ! where He chooses and when. We read sentence after sentence, expecting every moment to light on the word God, or to come across some allusion to the Creator. And the writers would not omit Him, but would speak good words of Him, if it came to them to do so. But it does not. They are not unbelievers. Nay, they would * E. G. see Kingsley's Two Years Ago, a work by an Anglican clergyman, propounding wliat the Saturday Review satirically termed a ''muscular Christianity." A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 29 loudly profess themselves to be creatures and to have a Creator, if they were asked. They would be lunatics if they did not. But the double sense of His creation and of their createdness (to coin a word) is not in all their thoughts, and has not mastered the current of their intellectual acti- vity. They left God at church yesterday, and are closeted with matter to-day. So many secondary causes are waiting for an audience that their time is fully occupied. Besides, is there not one day in the week fixed for the reception of the First Cause, and the acknowledgment of His claims ? But, to be serious, no one we think will say that modern science, at least in England, is profane and irreligious. Keally it is most creditably the contrary. It is ourselves whom we forget : we forget that Ave are creatures. Our error about God comes from a mistake about ourselves. There are many persons in these days who do not say they are not Christians ; yet who write and. speak as it were from without, as if they were at once Christians, and not Christians. They have not taken the pains to formulize a positive disbelief; but they do not see how progress, and perfectibility, and modern discovery, psychological or other- wise, comport with that collection of ancient dogmas which make up the Christian religion, and their instinct would be to give up the dogmas rather than the discoveries, and that with a promptitude worthy of modern enlightenment. With such persons the dignity of man is a matter of prime con- sideration, while, in their view, his assent to the doctrines and practices of the Church is as degrading to his intellec- tual nobility, as his obedience to them is superstitious and debasing. The pope and theology, the Blessed Virgin and the Saints, grace and the sacraments, penance and purga- tory, scapulars and rosaries, asceticism and mysticism, combine to form a perfectly distinct and cognizable charac- ter. They give a tone to the mind and a fashion to the conduct, which is indubitable, and which it is difficult to c2 30 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. mistake. In the Church such a character is held in honor. It is the catholic type of spiritual beauty. But the men, of whom we are speaking, are far from holding it in esteem. To them it appears mean, weak, tame, contemptible, cow- ardly, narrow, pusillanimous. It wants the breadth and daring of moral greatness, according to their view of great- ness. Nothing grand, lasting, or spreading will come of it. But let us put out of view for the moment the undoubted agents in the formation of this character, the pope and theology, the Blessed Virgin and the Saints, grace and the sacraments, penanceand purgatory, rosaries and scapulars, asceticism and mysticism. Let us take the character as we find it, without enquiring into the process of its forma- tion. Granting that there is a God, eternal and all-holy, granting that we are His creatures, created simply for His glory, dependent upon Him for all things, and without any possibility of happiness apart from Him, granting His per- fections and our imperfections, is not the behaviour, the demeanor, of a catholic saint, precisely what would come of a wise and reflective apprehension of the fact that he is a creature and has a Creator ? Does not Christian sanctity with inimitable gracefulness express to the life the modest, truthful, prevailing sense that we are creatures, standing before the eye and living in the hand of our everlasting Creator? And are not the selfsufficiency, the daring, the vainglory, the speed, the unhesitatingness, the reckless manners, which many esteem to be moral and intellectual bravery, just so many evidences of forgetfulness that we are creatures ? Are they not vagaries and improprieties, which, to put out of sight their falsehood and their crimi- nality, are as if a worm would fain attempt to fly or a monkey to ape the manners of a man ? It is not true that the practices and devotions and sacramental appliances of the Church introduce something which is incongruous and out of keeping, something to be added to our human life, A NEW FASHION OF AN^ OLD SIN. 31 but still an addition easily discernible, and not dovetailing into our natural position. On the contrary the manners which they form are simply the most perfect, the most graceful, the most sensible and self-consistent exhibition of our indubitable condition, that of finite and dependent creatures. The supernatural grace, of which these prac- tices are the channels, at once completes and restores our nature, and makes us eminently and winningly natural. If Christianity were not true, the conduct of a wise man, who acted consistently as a creature who had a Creator, would strangely resemble the behavior of a catholic saint. The lineaments of the catholic type would be discernible upon him, though his gifts would not be the same. This forgetfulness that we are creatures, which prevails in that energetically bad portion of the world which is scripturally called tlie icorld, affects multitudes of persons, who are either less able to divest themselves of the influ- ences of old traditions and early lessons, or are happily less possessed with the base spirit of the world. It leads them to form a sort of religion for themselves which singularly falls in with all the most corrupt propensities of our hearts: a religion which in effect teaches that we can live two lives and serve two masters. Such persons consider that religion has its own sphere, and worldly interests their sphere also, and that the one must not interfere with the other. Thus their tendency is to concentrate all the religion of the week into Sunday, and to conceive that they have thereby pur- chased a right to a large conscience for the rest of the week. The world, they say, has its claims and God has His claims. Both must be satisfied ; God first, and most scrupulously ; then the world, not less exactly, though it be indeed secon- dary. But it is not a " reasonable service ^^ to neglect one for the other. God and the world are coordinate powers, coordinate fountains of moral duty and obligation. He is the really religious man who gives neither of them 32 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. reason to complain. We must let our common sense hin- der us from becoming over-righteous. Men who hold this doctrine, a doctrine admirably adapted for a commercial country, have a great advantage over the bolder men of whom we spoke before. For they enjoy all the practical laxity of unbelievers, without the trouble or responsibility of disbelieving ; and besides that, they enjoy a certain good-humour of conscience in consequence of the outward respect they pay, in due season and fitting place, to the ceremonies of religion. Hitherto we have spoken of classes of persons in whom we take no interest, further than the sorrow which all who love God must feel at seeing Him defrauded of His honor, and all who love their fellow-men in seeing so much amia- bility, so much goodness, with a millstone round its neck which must inevitably sink it in the everlasting deeps. Let us come now to those with whom we are very much concerned ; and for whom we have ventured to compose this little treatise. Errors filter from one class of men into another, and appear in difi'erent forms according to the new combinations into which they enter. We are all of us more afi"ected by the errors which prevail around us than we really suppose. Almost every popular fallacy has its repre* sentative even among the children of faith ; and as when a pestilence is raging, many are feeble and languid though they have no plague-spot, so is it in matters of religion. The contagion of the world does us a mischief in many ways of which we are hardly conscious ; and we often injure ourselves in our best and highest interests by views and practices, to which we cling with fatal obstinacy, little suspecting the relationship in which they stand to widely spread evils, which we behold in their naked deformity in other sections of society, and hold up to constant reproba- tion. The forgetfiilness that we are creatures, which pro- duces the various consequences already mentioned, is an A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 33 error which is less obviously hateful than a direct forgetful- ness of God, and consequently it wins its way into holy places where the other would find no admittance, or scant hospitality. Good Christians hear conversation around them, catch the prevailing tone of society, read books, and become familiarized with certain fashionable principles of conduct ; and it is impossible for their minds and hearts not to become imbued with the genius of all this. It is irksome to be always on our guard, and from being off our guard we soon grow to be unsuspicious. When a catholic enters into intimate dealings with protestants, he must not forget to place his sentries, and to act as if he was in an enemy's country ; and this is unkindly work, and as mise- rable as it is unkindly. Yet so it is. When newspapers tell us that Catholicism is always more reasonable and less superstitious when it is in the immediate presence of pro- testantism, they indicate something which they have ob- served, namely, a change. Now if our religion be changed by protestantism, we can have little difficulty in deciding whether it has changed for the better or the worse. All this illustrates what we mean. The prevailing errors of our time and country find their way down to us, and corrupt our faith, and lower our practice, and divide us among our- selves. This unstartling error of forgetting that we are creatures is thus not without grave influence upon con- scientious catholics ; and it is to this point that we are ask- ing your attention. It is beyond all question among Christians that there are such things in religion as the counsels of perfection, and that the true way of serving God is to do so out of love. No one doubts but that a saint is a man who loves God ardently and tenderly, who attempts great things for His honor, and makes painful sacrifices to promote His glory. No one imagines a saint to be one who does no more than he is obliged to, and who, having just avoided mortal sin, 3 34 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. is careless about venial faults, and takes his ease and liberty outside the verge of strict and certain precepts. The Church possesses a w^hole literature which is occupied with nothing else than teaching these principles of Christian perfection, as they are called. Many of these books, such as the Imitation of Christ, are in such repute that it would be rash and presumptuous to question what they teach; and there are others of the very highest spirituality, such as the works of St. Theresa and St. John of the Cross, to which the Church has given her most solemn approval. Persons accustomed to the perusal of these books regard the axioms on which their teaching is based as almost self evident. They know on the authority of the church that there ought not to be two opinions on the matter ; but even independently of that, they cannot conceive as a matter of common sense how there can possibly be two opinions about it. Even if men might go wrong on such a question, how could they do so in point of fact ? Nevertheless there are numbers of catholics, who, strange to say ! see the question in a different light. The teaching of spiritual books and the doctrines of perfection, as laid down by the most approved writers, do not recommend themselves to them. They consider that, unless they are under the vows of some monastic order, they should aim at nothing more than the avoiding of mortal sin, and giving edification to those around them. They are good people. They go to mass ; they aid or start missions ; they counte- nance the clergy ; they are kind to the poor ; they say the rosary; they frequent the sacraments. Yet when any one talks to them of serving God out of personal love to Him, of trying to be daily more and more closely united to Him, of cultivating the spirit of prayer, of constantly looking out to see what more they can do for God, of mortifying their own will in things allowable, of disliking the spirit of the world even in manifestations of it which are short A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 85 of sin, and of living more consciously in the presence of God, they feel as if they were listening to an unknown language. They have a jealousy, almost a dislike, of such truths, quite irrespective of any attempt being made to force such a line of conduct upon themselves. If they are humble they are puzzled : if they are self-opinionated, they are angry, critical, or contemptuous, as the case may be. There are many others to whom such views are simply new, and who with modesty and self-distrust are shaken by them, and to some extent receive them. Still upon the whole such doctrines have a sound in their ears of being ultra and extravagant, or poetical and fanciful, or peculiar and eccentric. Now it must be beyond a doubt to any catholic scholar that such persons are completely out of harmony with a considerable and important part of the catholic system, that they think differently from the saints and holy men, and that a great deal of what the church has approved is new, startling, and perhaps displeasing to them. This is a very strong way of putting it; but we do not see that it goes beyond the truth. They do not view it in this light themselves. God forbid ! but this is what it comes to in effect. In speaking of unbelievers, we pointed out that the character formed by the peculiar doctrines, devotions, and practices of the catholic church, was not something mon- strous, or exotic, or unnatural, as they are too often in the habit of considering it. We maintained that it rested on the undeniable common-sense view that we are creatures, the creatures of an Almighty Creator, and that a man who acted consistently, (if unassisted nature could do so,) as a creature, would not be unlike a catholic saint: always excepting the practice of voluntary mortification, and all the shapes of love of suffering, for these are ideas peculiar to the kingdom of the Incarnation, or to such false religions 36 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. as retain in distorted shapes great portions of the primitive tradition which prophesied of the expiation of sin by the Ticarioiis sufferings of a Redeemer. So now we would call the attention of the good people, of whom we are at present speaking, to a similar fact. The doctrines of Christian per- fection and the teaching of approved spiritual books do not rest upon any peculiarity of any school of theology, or upon any special spirit of a religious order, or on the idiosyn- crasy of any particular saint, or upon any unusual and miraculous vocation, but simply on the fact of our being creatures. Even the practices of voluntary penance or of acquired contemplation, though not of obligation, at least rise naturally and easily out of the relations in v/hich we every one of us stand to God as our Creator. There is nothing in the whole range of asceticism which does not turn out at last to be, a natural and logical result of our position in the world as the creatures of a Creator: and hence there is nothing in such practices fanciful, eccentric, or intrinsically indiscreet: though wrong time, wrong place, wrong measure, can make anything indiscreet. From this fact we draw two inferences. The first is that the strangeness of the doctrines of spirituality to these excellent persons is attributable, without their knowing it, to the prevailing forgetfulness that we are creatures. They are unsuspectingly influenced by the very evil which gives its tone and color to the unbelief and worldliness of the times. They have no distinct conception of the relation in which their being creatures places them with regard to the Creator, nor of what comes of it in the way of practical religion. It has probably never occurred to them that it was a subject which needed study. Hence, unprovided with antidotes to the poison they were compelled daily to imbibe, an imperceptible change has passed upon them, or the poison of the error has been beforehand with the truth, or, in the case of converts, it has troubled the processes of A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. 37 conversion, and stopped them short of their legitimate com- pletion: for almost all come into the Church only half con- verted, and several remain so to the last. Thus they have come as it vrere by instinct to rise up in arms against a claim which is urged in behalf of God. Next they have jealously examined His claims, in a commercial spirit, and with a bias towards themselves. Then they have put limits to His service, made a compromise with Him, reduced Him from a Creator to a being, who is to tax and to tythe, and no more, for He is a constitutional monarch and not de- spotic, and they have come to regard notions of perfection with disfavor, as an unconstitutional aggression on the part of God or His executive. Now every one of these six pro- cesses says as loudly and plainly as it can, ** I am not a creature. There is some such sort of equality between God and myself, as that I am entitled to come to terms with Him.^' Moreover the spirit in which all this is done is equally incompatible with the modest position of a creature. It is as if they were the judges, as if they possessed some inalienable, indefeasible rights of their own. There is no diffidence, no self-distrust. They see their way more clearly, and assert their supposed liberty more positively, than they would do in matters which concerned the claims and inte- rests of their fellow-citizens. It would make a great change, we will not say how great, in them, if they realized and clearly comprehended the relation in which a creature, necessarily as a creature, stands to his Creator. My second inference is, that, as the doctrines and prac- tices of spirituality rest mainly on our position as creatures, and simply on our position as redeemed creatures, the com- mon evasion that they belong to the cloister, and are pecu- liar to monks and nuns, will not hold good and cannot be maintained. A monk is no more a creature than a soldier or a sailor, a billiard-marker or a jockey, and no more comes out of his relation to the Creator than out of theirs. D 38 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. There may be questions of degree in the amount diflferent men may do for God ; there surely can be none as to the principles on which, and the spirit in which, He is to be served. Monks and nuns have given up their liberty by the heroism of vows. They are obliged to the practices of perfection, or to apply themselves to the acquisition of them. Theirs is a glorious captivity, in which supernatural charity has bound them hand and foot, and handed them over to the arms of their Creator. They have used the original liberty He gave them in the grandest of ways, by voluntarily surrendering it. All then that distinguishes the Christian in his family from the monk in his community is his liberty. If he is to serve God at all it must be on the same principle as the monk. There are not two spiritualities, one for the world and one for the cloister. God is one ; God's character is one; our necessary relation to Him is one. There are many distinct things in spirituality to which people in the world are not bound, many which can with difficulty be practised in the world, many which it would be unwise for most persons to attempt to practise in the world, and some which it would be actually impossible to practise there. But whatever differences there may be in the amount done for God, or the manner of doing it, or the obligations under which it is done, there can be no difference in the principle on which it is done. God must be served out of love. This is the first and great commandment. No one is condemned except for mortal sin ; but any man who starts professedly on the principle that he will do no more than avoid mortal sin, and that God shall have no more out of him, will in- fallibly not succeed in his single object, that is to say, he will not avoid mortal sin. Though he is not bound to do more than this in order to secure his salvation, yet because he has gone on a wrong principle, it will, just because it is a principle and not merely a mistake or a negligence, carry him far further than he intended, and end by being A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD !SIN. 39 his ruin. He will fail in his object, because he made it exclusively his object. Love is the sole principle of the creature^s service of his Creator, hov^rever remiss that love maybe. Thus then, if it be true that the doctrines and practices of Christian perfection are simply based on God^s love of us and our love of Him, that is, the relation between the creature and the Creator, it is either true that monks are more God's creatures than we are, or that, in our mea- sure^ and degree, the principles of perfection are as appli- cable to ourselves as to them. We are not going to write a book on perfection. Very far from it. But we believe that the ruling spirit of the age is rather a forgetfulness that we are creatures, than a forgetfulness of the Creator ; that many more persons are infected with this evil than have any suspicion of it ; that it lies at the bottom of all the objections men make to the doctrines of spirituality ; and, furthermore, that many more persons would try to serve God, would frequent the sacra- ments, avoid sin, and be ordinarily good catholics, if they had a clear view of the relations between themselves and God, as creature and Creator. Hence, we are undertaking what may seem a childish, or at least an unnecessary, work. We wish to explain, or to state rather than to explain, the first elements of all practical religion, the A B C of devo- tion. We want to write a primer of piety ; and to do so in the plainest, easiest, most unadorned style. The experience of the priesthood has led us to think that we shall serve Bouls by putting forward what every one thinks he knows already, and what he will say he knew before as soon as he reads it. Nevertheless, these common-places are not so well known as they should be. Their very commonness leads men to overlook them ; and we trust that not a few readers, if they will follow us patiently, will find that both head and heart will have learned not a little in the study. All our duties to God, and to ourselves no less, are 40 A NEW FASHION OF AN OLD SIN. founded on the fact that we are creatures. All religion is based on the sense that we are creatures. The foolishness of this simple truth will bring to nought the pride of the wise world. It will be as the plain stone of the common brook against the might and bravery of the giant of modern misbelief. We speak to simple-hearted believers. We put no high things before them, but rather the lessons of a vil- lage dame. We draw no conclusions, and urge no definite duties. We only ask our dear readers to try to put together with us a few obvious matters of fact about our heavenly Father, and then leave it to grace and our own hearts what is to come of it all. We will therefore ask each other some such questions as these — What is it, as children express themselves, what is it to be a creature ? — What is it to have a Creator? — Why does God wish us to love Him? — Why does He love us ? — How can we love Him ? — How do we repay His love of us ? — How does He repay our love of Him ? — Is it easy to be saved? — And what becomes of the great multitude of believers ? What if, when we put our answers together, something new and striking comes of it all? What if it warms our hearts, and moistens our eyes ? Any how it is very sweet to talk of God. There is no holyday in the world like it. So, dear readers, take this weary and disagreeable chapter as a preface to something better, something easier, simpler, heartier, and more loving ; and let us begin, as little chil- dren, at the very beginning. WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 41 CHAPTER II. WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. Si homo mille annis serviret Deo etiam ferventissime, non mereretur ex condigno dimidiam diem esse in regno coelorum. — >S. Anselm. Let us sit down upon the top of this fair hill. The clear sunshine and the bright air flow into us in streams of life and gladness, while our thoughts are lifted up to God, and our hearts quietly expand to love. Beneath us is that beautiful rolling plain, with its dark masses of summer foliage sleeping in the sun for miles and miles away, in the varying shades of blue and green, according to the distance or the clouds. There at our feet is the gigantic city, gleaming with an ivory whiteness beneath its uplifted but perpetual canopy of smoke. The villa-spotted hills beyond it, its almost countless spires, its one huge many-steepled palace, and its solemn presiding dome, its old bleached tower, and its squares of crowded shipping — it all lies below us in the peculiar sunshine of its own misty magnificence. There, in every variety of joy and misery, of elevation and depression, three million souls are working out their com- plicated destinies. Close around us the air is filled with the songs of rejoicing birds, or the pleased hum of the in- sects that are drinking the sunbeams, and blowing their tiny trumpets as they weave and unweave their mazy dance. The flowers breathe sweetly, and the leaves of the glossy shrubs are spotted with bright creatures in painted surcoat or gilded panoply, while the blue dome above seems both taller and bluer than common, and is ringing with the loud d2 42 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. peals of the unseen larks, as the steeples of the city ring for the nation^s victory. Far off from the river-flat comes the booming of the cannon, and here, all unstartled, round and round the pond, a fleet of young perch are sailing in the sun, slovrly and undisturbedly as if they had a very grave enjoyment of their little lives. What a mingled scene it is of God and man ! And all so bright, so beauti- ful, so diversified, so calm, opening out such fountains of deep reflection, and of simple-hearted gratitude to our Heavenly Father. What is our uppermost thought? It is that we live, and that our life is gladness. Our physical nature unfolds itself to the sun, while our mind and heart seem no less to bask in the bright influences of the thought of God. Animate and inanimate, reasoning and unreasoning, organic and inorganic, material and spiritual — what are these but the names and orders of so many mysteries, of so many sci- ences, which are all represented in this sunny scene? We, like the beetles and the perch, like the larks and the clouds, like the leaves and the flowers, like the smoke-wreaths of the cannon and the surges of the bells, are the creatures of the One True God, lights and shades in this creature- picture, kith and kin to all the things around us, in near or in remote degree. How did we come to live ? Why do we live? How do we live? What is our life? Where did it come from ? Whither is it going? What was it meant for? All that the sun shines upon is real ; and we are real too. Are we to be the beauty of a moment, part of earth^s gilding, to warm ourselves in the sun for a while, and glit- ter, and add to the hum of life on the planet, and then go away, and go nowhere? The beautiful day makes us happy with a childish happiness, and it sends our thoughts to first principles, to our alphabet, to the beginnings of things. But we must begin with a little theology, before we can fall back upon the simple truths of the catechism. We are WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 43 not on safe ground, although it is such simple ground. Baius, Jansenius, and Quesnel have contrived so to obscure and confound and divorce the orders of nature and grace, that we cannot treat at any length of the subject of creation, unless we start with some sort of profession of faith. Theologians, in order to get a clear view of the matter, consider human nature as either possible or actual in five different states. The first is a state of pure nature. In this, man would have been created, of course without sin, but also without sanctifying grace, without infused virtues, and without the helps of a supernatural order. None of these things would have been due to his nature regarded in itself. He would have been obnoxious to hunger and thirst, to toil, diseases, and death, because his nature is compound and material, and contains the principles of these inconveniences within itself. He would have been subject also to ignorance and to concupiscence, and his happiness would have con- sisted in his knowledge and love of God as the author of nature, whose precepts he would have observed by means of what is called natural grace. This natural grace requires a word of explanation. What is due to nature we do not call grace ; in a certain sense God is bound to give it to us. But He is not bound so to combine secondary causes that the right thoughts and motives requisite for us to govern ourselves and control our passions should rise in our minds at the right time, or even if such assistance were due to nature in the mass, it would not perhaps be due to it in the individual. Nevertheless we suppose such an assistance to be essential to a state of pure nature, and as it is over and above what our nature can claim of itself, we call it grace, but grace of the natural, not of the supernatural order. In the time of St. Thomas some theologians held that Adam was created in this state, and remained in it for a time, until he was subsequently endowed with sanctifying grace, and raised to a supernatural end. This is now however 44 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE universally rejected. Both angels and men were created in a state of grace. The orders of nature and grace, though perfectly distinct and on no account to be confused, did as a matter of fact start together in the one act of creation, without any interval of time between. This state therefore was possible, but never actual. The second condition of human nature is the state of in- tegrity. Baianism and Jansenism regard this as identical with the state of pure nature ; but catholic theology consi- ders it as endowed with a certain special perfection, over and above the perfections due to it for its own sake : and the twenty-sixth proposition of Baius is condemned because it asserts that this integrity was due to nature, and its na- tural condition. It consists in the perfect subjection of the body to the soul, and of the sensitive appetite to the reason, and thus confers upon man a perfect immunity from igno- rance, concupiscence, and death. It inserts in our nature a peculiar vigor by which this glorious dominion of the soul is completed and sustained, while the tree of life, it is supposed, would have preserved the material part of our nature from the corroding influence of age."^ Of this state also we may say that it was possible but never actual ; be- cause, while it is true of Adam as far as it goes, he never was, as a matter of fact, left to the possession of his in- tegrity without the supernatural addition of sanctifying grace. The third condition of human nature is the state of in- nocence. By this Adam in the first instant of his creation, or as some say immediately afterwards, had the theological * Here theologians differ. Some include the immunity from disease and death in the state of integrity; as Billuart. Others refer it to the state of innocence: as Viva. The difference is not of consequence to our present purpose. See Billuart. Praeambula ad tract, de gratia: and Viva de Gratia Adamica in his Trutina thesium Quesnellianarum. See also Ripalda's Dis- putation on the Baian Propositions, which Mr. Ward of St. Edmund's College has published in a separate form. WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 45 and moral virtues, and the gifts of the Holy Ghost, infused into him, inasmuch as he was created in a state of grace, and elevated to the supernatural end of participating in the beatitude of God by the Beatific Vision. He was like- wise endowed with such a perfect science both of natural and supernatural things, as became the preceptor and ruler and head of the human race ; and a similar science would have been easily acquired by his descendants in a state of innocence, though as they would not have been the heads of the race, it would probably not have been infused into them from the first. This innocence is what we call original justice, to express by one word the aggregate of gifts and habits which compose it; and what constituted man in this state was the one simple quality of sanctifying grace, by which the soul was perfectly subject to God, not only as its natural, but also as its supernatural author. This is the teaching of the Church; whereas the heresies of Baius and Jansenius hold that the grace of Adam produced only human merits, and was a natural sequel of creation, and due to nature on its own account.^ This state of innocence, or original justice, was that in v/hich, as a matter of fact, Adam was created. The fourth condition of man is the state of fallen, while the fifth is that of redeemed nature, to which may be added the state of glorified nature, and the state of lost nature, in which ultimately the other states must issue. Our present purpose does not require us to enter upon these. We will only stop to point out a very beautiful and touching ana- logy. Just as the separate orders of nature and grace were by the sweet love of God started in the same act, so the promise of the Saviour and the actual operation of saving grace followed at once upon the fiill, and fallen na- ture was straightway placed upon the road of reparation * The 21st and 14th Propositions of Baius. 46 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. and redemption. Thus is it always in the love of God. There is a pathetic semblance of impatience about it, an eagerness to anticipate, a quickness to interfere, an unne- cessary profusion in remedying, a perpetual tendency to keep outstripping itself and outdoing itself: and in all these ways is it evermore overrunning all creation, beauti- fying and glorifying it with its own eternal splendors. What, then, we must bear in mind throughout, is this, that the orders of nature and grace are in reality quite distinct; that God must be regarded as the author of both; and that we must continually bear in mind this distinction, if we would avoid the entanglement of errors which have been noted in the Condemned Propositions. At the same time, we shall speak of God, throughout, as at once the author of both these orders, and of creation as represent- ing both; because, as a matter of fact, they both started in creation, in the case both of angels and of men.^ Out * Soe Propositions xxxiv. of Quesnel and i. of Baius, also xxxt. of Quesnel and xxi. of Baius. It will be observed, that we carefully avoid the contro- versy about the condemnation of the xxxivth proposition of Baius, on the distinction of the double love of God, as author of nature and author of beatitude. Suarez and Yasquez quote Cardinal Toledo (who was sent to Louvain on the subject, by Gregory XIII., and may therefore be supposed to have known the Pope's mind), as saying that some of the propositions of Baius were only condemned because of the bitter language used of the oppo- site opinion. Billuart and others are very vehement against this. On the xxxivth proposition, in particular, Yasquez and De Lugo take one side, and Suarez, Yiva, Pvipalda, and the Thomists generally, the other. See Yasq, 1, 2. p. Disp. 195, cap. 2. De Lugo de Fide disp. 9, n. 11-13. The controversy does not concern us, because we are regarding the two orders of nature and grace, throughout, as starting simultaneously in creation, distinct yet contemporary, and are also studiously regarding God as the author of both. We have, therefore, nothing to do with the question, whether, in order to a true act of love, we must explicitly regard God as the author of the super- natural order. In order to avoid multiplying notes, the reader is requested not to lose sight of this fact throughout the whole treatise. Yau Ranst, in commenting (page 29) on the proposition of Baius, quotes the following passage of St. Thomas from his commentai-y on the first epistle to the Corin- tliiaus: Amor est quasdam vis unitiva. et omnis amor in unione quadam con?i.stit. Unde secundum diversas unioncs diversa^ species amicitise distin- WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 47 of this significant fact, that God created neither angels nor men in a state of mere nature, our view of God materially proceeds. It is a fact which reveals volumes about Him. It stamps a peculiar character upon creation, and origi- nates obligations which greatly influence the relations of the creature to his Creator. Creation was itself a gratui- tous gift. But, granting creation, nothing was due to the natures either of angels or men, but what those natures respectively could claim on grounds intrinsic to themselves. It was to have been expected beforehand, that God would have created them in a state of perfect nature. It is a surprise that it was not so. On the very threshold of theology, we are arrested by this mysterious fact, that rational creatures came from their Creator's hands in a supernatural state ; and that, in His first act, the natural never stood alone, but it leaned, all perfect as it was, upon the supernatural. It was as if God did not like to let nature go, lest haply He should lose what He so dearly loved. This one fact seems to us the great fact of the whole of theology, coloring it all down to its lowest defi- nition, and marvellously illuminating, from beneath, the character and beauty of our Creator. It is a hidden sun- shine in our minds, better than this outer sunshine that is round us now. 0, surely, to be a creature is a joyous thing ! and even our very nothingness is dear to us, as we think of God ; for it seems to be almost a grandeur, instead of an abasement, to have been thus called out of nothing by such an One as He. We are creatures. What is it to be a creature? Before the sun sets in the red west, let us try to have an answer to our question. We find ourselves in existence to-day, amid this beautiful scene, with multitudes of our fellow- guantur. Nos autem habemus duplicera coDJunctioneui cum Deo. Una est quantum ad bona naturae, alia quantum ad beatitudinem. Secundum primam comniunicationem ad Deum, est amicitia naturalis. Secundum vero commu- Dicationem secundam est amor charitatis. Ad 1 ad Corinth xiii. 4. 48 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. creatures round about us. We have been alive and on the earth so many years, so many months, so many weeks, so many days, so many hours. At such and such a time vre came to the use of reason ; but at such an age and in such a way, that we clearly did not confer our reason upon our- selves. But here we are to-day, not only with a reason, but with a character of our own, and fulfilling a destiny in some appointed station in life. We know nothing of what has gone before us, except some little of the exterior of the past, which history or tradition or family records have told us of. We do not doubt that the sun and the moon, the planets and the stars, the blue skies and the four winds, the wide green seas and the fruitful earth, were before our time ; indeed, before the time of man at all. Science unriddles mysterious things about them ; but all additional light seems only to darken and to deepen our real ignorance. So is it with the creature man. He finds himself in existence — an existence which he did not give to himself. He knows next to nothing of what has gone before; and absolutely nothing of what is to come, except so far as his Creator is pleased to reveal it to him supernaturally. And thus it comes to pass, that he knows better what will happen to him in the world to come, than what will be his fortune here. He knows nothing of what is to happen to himself on earth. Whether his future years will be happy or sor- rowful, whether he will rise or fall, whether he will be well or ailing, he knows not. It is not in his own hands, nei- ther is it before his eyes. If you ask him the particular and special end which he is to fulfil in his life ; what the peculiar gift or good which he was called into being to confer upon his fellow-men ; what the exact place and position which he was to fill in the great social whole ; he cannot tell you. It has not been told to him. The chances are, with him as with most men, that he will WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 49 die and yet not know it. And why? Because he is a creature. His being born was a tremendous act. Yet it was not his own. It has entangled him in quantities of difficult problems, and implicated him in numberless important responsibilities. In fact, he has in him an absolute inevi- table necessity either of endless joy or of endless misery; though he is free to choose between the two. Annihila- tion he is not free to choose. Reach out into the on-coming eternity as far as the fancy can, there still will this man be, simply because he has been already born. The con- sequences of his birth are not only unspeakable in their magnitude, they are simply eternal. Yet he was not con- sulted about his own birth. He was not offered the choice of being or not being. Mercy required that he should not be offered it; justice did not require that he should. We are not concerned now to defend God. We are only stating facts, and taking the facts as we find them. It is a fact, that he was not consulted about his own birth ; and it is truer and higher than all facts, that God can do nothing but what is blessedly, beautifully right. A creature has no right to be consulted about his own creation ; and for this reason simply, that he is a creature. He has no notion why it was that his particular soul rather than any other soul, was called into being, and put into his place. Not only can he conceive a soul far more noble and devout than his, but he sees, as he thinks, pecu- liar deficiencies in himself, in some measure disqualifying him for the actual position in which God has placed him. And how can he account for this? Yet God must be right. And his own liberty, too, must be very broad, and strong, and responsible. He clearly has a work to do, and came here simply to do it ; and it is equally clear, that if God will not work with him against his own will, he also cannot work without God. Every step which a creature 4 E 50 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. takes, when he has once been created, increases his depend- ence upon his Creator. He belonged utterly to God by creation : if words would enable us to say it, he belongs still more utterly to God by preservation. In a word, the creature becomes more completely, more thoroughly, more significantly a creature, every moment that his created life is continued to him. This is, in fact, his true blessedness — to be ever more and more enclosed in the hand of God who made him. The Creator^s hand is the creature's home. As he was not consulted about his coming into the world, so neither is he consulted about his going out of it. He does not believe he is going to remain always on earth. He is satisfied that the contrary will be the case. He knows that he will come to an end of this life, without ceasing to live. He is aware that he will end this life with more or less of pain, pain without a parallel, pain like no other pain, and most likely very terrible pain. For though the act of dying is itself probably painless, yet it has for the most part to be reached through pain. Death will throw open to him the gates of another world, and will be the beginning to him of far more solemn and more wonder- ful actions than it has been his lot to perform on earth. Everything to him depends on his dying at the right time and in the right way. Yet he is not consulted about it. He is entitled to no kind of warning. No sort of choice is left him either of time or place or manner. It is true he may take his own life. But he had better not. His liberty is indeed very great, since this is left free to him. Yet suicide would not help him out of his difficulties. It only makes certain to him the worst that could be. He is only cutting ofi" his own chances; and by taking his life into his own hands he is rashly throwing himself out of his own hands in the most fatal way conceivable. One whose business it is to come when he is called, and to depart when WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 51 he is bidden, and to have no reason given him either for his call or his dismissal, except such as he can gather from the character of his master, — such is man upon earth ; and he is so, because he is a creature. Is it childish to say all this? We fear we must say something more childish still. We must not omit to notice of this creature, this man, that he did not make the world he finds around him. He could not have done so, for lack of wisdom and of power. But it is not this we would dwell on. As a matter of fact he did not do so ; and therefore, as he did not make the world, it is not his world, but somebody else's. He can have no rights in it, but such as the proprietor may voluntarily make over to him in the way of gift. He can have no sovereignty over it, or any part of it, unless by a royal grace the true Sovereign has invested him with delegated powers. In himself there- fore he is without dominion. Dominion does not belong to him as a creature. Dominion is a different idea, and comes from another quarter. Furthermore — and we do not care whether it be from faith or reason, or from what proportion of both — this creature cannot resist the certainties that there is an un- seen world in which he is very much concerned. He is quite sure, nervously sure, that there are persons and things close to him, though unseen, which are of far greater import than what he sees. He believes in presences which are more intimate to him than any presence of ex- ternal things, nay, in one Presence which is more intimate to him than he is to his own self. Death is a flight away from earth, not a lying down a few feet beneath its sods ; it is a vigorous outburst of a new life, not a resting on a clay pillow from the wearyful toil of this. All things in him and around him are felt to be beginnings, and the cur- tains of the unseen world, as if lifted by the wind, wave ever and anon into his face, and cling to it like a mask, and 52 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. he sees through, or thinks he sees. This is the kst thing we have to note of this man, as he sits upon the hill-top, in the sunshine, part and parcel of the creatures round about him. He finds himself in existence by the act of another. He knows nothing of what has gone before him, nothing of what is to happen to himself, and next to nothing of what is to come, and that little only by revela- tion. He was not consulted about his own birth, nor will he be about his death. He has to die out, and has nothing to do with the when or the how. He did not make the world he finds around him, and therefore it is not his. Neither can he resist the conviction that this world is for him only the porch of another and more magnificent temple of the Creator's majesty, wherein he will enter still further into the Creator's power, and learn that to be in the Creator's power is the creature's happiness. It is not our present business to explain or comment on all this, we are only concerned to state facts. This is the position of each one of us as men and creatures, the posi- tion wherein we find ourselves at any given moment in which we may choose to advert to ourselves and our cir- cumstances: and the fact that such is our position is no small help towards an answer to our question, What is it to be a creature ? But let us now advance a step further. Let us pass from the position of this creature to what we know to be his real history. Let us look at him on the hill- top, not merely in the sunshine of nature, but in the light of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Now we shall gain fresh knowledge about him, and understand him better. We shall know his meaning and his destiny, and can then infer from them his condition, his duties, and his respon- sibilities. He may occupy a very private position in the world. He may not be known beyond the sanctuary of his own family, or the limits of a moderate circle of acquaintances. The WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 53 great things of the world have no reference to him, and public men do not consult him. He has his little world of hopes and fears, of joys and sadnesses, and strangers inter- meddle not with either. His light and his darkness are both his own. But he is a person of no consequence. Th-e earth, the nation, the shire, the village, go on without his interference. He is a man like the crowd of men, and is not noticeable in any other way. Yet the beginning of his history is a long way off. Far in the eternal mind of God, further than you can look, he is there. He has had his place there from eternity ; and before ever the w^orld was, he lay there with the light of God^s goodness around him, and the clearness of God's intentions upon him, and was the object of a distinct, transcending, and unfathomable love. There was more of power, of wisdom, and of good- ness in the love which God bore through eternity to that insignificant m.an, than we can conceive of, though we raise our imaginations to the greatest height of which they are capable. May we say it ? He was part of God's glory, of God's bliss, through all the unrevolving ages of a past eternity. The hanging up in heaven of those multitudes of brilliant worlds, the composition, the adornment, and the equipoise of their ponderous masses, all the marvels of inanimate material creation, all the unexplicable chemistry which is the world's life, were as nothing compared to the intense brooding of heavenly love, the compassionate ful- ness of divine predestination, over that single soul. Think of that, as he sits among the trees and shrubs, with the insects and the birds about him! So long as there has been a God, so long has that soul been the object of His knowledge and His love. Ever since the uncreated abyss of almighty love has been spread forth, there lay that soul gleaming on its bright waters. no wonder God is so patient with sinners, no wonder Jesus died for souls ! But this is not the whole of his real history. There 19 e2 54 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. more about him still. We do not know what the secrets of his conscience may be, nor whether he is in a state of grace, nor what might be God's judgment of him if He called him away at this moment. But whatever comes of these questions, it is a simple matter of fact that that man was part of the reason of the Incarnation of the Second Person of the Most Holy Trinity. He belongs to Jesus and was created for Jesus. He is part of his Saviour's property, and meant to adorn His kingdom. His body and his soul are both of them fashioned, in their degree, after the model of the Body and the Soul of the Word made flesh. His predestination flowed out from, and is enclosed in, the pre- destination of Jesus. He is the brother of his God, and has a divine right to call her mother who calls the Creator Son. He was foreseen in the decree of the Incarnation. The glory of his soul and the possibilities of his human heart entered as items into that huge sum of attractions which drew the Eternal Word to seek His delights among the sons of men, by assuming their created nature to His uncreated Person. His sins were partly the cause why the Precious Blood was shed ; and Jesus sufl'ered, died, rose again, and ascended for him, as completely as if he were the only one of his race that ever fell. There must be something very attractive in him for our Lord to have loved him thus steadily and thus ardently. You see that He counted that creature's sins over long and long ago. He saw them, as we blind men can never see them, singly and separately in all their unutterable horror and surpassing malice. Then He viewed them as a whole, perhaps thousands in number, and aggravated by almost every variety of circumstance of which human actions are capable. And nevertheless there w^as something in that man which so drew upon the love of the unspeakably holy God, that He determined to die for him, to satisfy, and over satisfy for all his sins, to merit for him a perfect sea of untold graces, and to beguile him by WHAT IT IS TO BE A CRF:ATURE. 55 the most self-sacrificing generosity to the happiness ot His divine embraces. All this was because that man was His creature. So you see what a history his has been, what a stir he has made in the world by having to do with the Incarnation, how he has been mixed up wdth eternal plans, and has helped to bring a seeming change over the ever- blessed and unchanging God ! Alas ! if it is hard to see good points in others, how much harder must it be for God to see good points in us, and yet how He loves us all ! But to return to our man, w^hoever he may be. It is of course true that God had a general purpose in the whole of creation, or to speak more truly, many general purposes. But it is also true that He had a special purpose in this man whom we are picturing to ourselves. The man came into the world to do something particular for God, to carry out some definite plan, to fulfil some one appointed end, which belongs to him in such a way that it does not belong to other men. There is a peculiar service, a distinct glory, which God desires to have from that man, different from the service and the glory of any other man in the world ; and- the man's dignity and happiness will result from his giving God that service and glory, and no other. As he did not make himself, so neither can he give himself his own vocation. He does not know what special function it has fallen to him to perform in the immense scheme and gigantic world of his Creator ; but it is not the less true that he has such a special function. Life as it unfolds wnll bring it to him. Years will lay his duty and his destiny at his door in parts successively. Perhaps on this side of the grave he may never see his work as an intelligible whole. It may be part of his work to be tried by this very obscu- rity. But with what a dignity it invests the man, to know of him that, as God chose his particular soul at the moment of its creation rather than countless other possible and 56 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. nobler souls, so does He vouchsafe to be dependent on this single man for a glory and a love, which, if this man refuses it to Him, He will not get from any other man nor from all men put together ! God has an interest at stake, which depends exclusively on that single man: and it is in the man's power to frustrate this end, and millions do so. When we consider who, and how infinitely blessed, God is, is not this special destiny of each man a touching mystery ? How close it seems to bring the Creator and the creature ! And where is the dignity of the creature save in the love of the Creator ? Furthermore, this man, it would appear, might have been born at any hour of the day or night these last five thousand years and more. He might have been before Christ or after Him, and of any nation, rank or religion. His soul could have been called out of nothing at any mo- ment as easily as when it pleased God in fact to call it. But it pleased God to call it when He did, because that time, and no other time, suited the special end for which that man was to live. He was born, just when he was, for the sake of that particular purpose. He would have been too soon, had he been born earlier ; too late, if he had not been born as early. And in like manner will he die. An hour, a place, a manner of death are all fixed for him ; yet so as not in the least to interfere with his freedom. Every- thing is arranged with such a superabundance of mercy and indulgence, that he will not only die just when it fits in with the special work he has to do for God, and the special glory God is to have from him, but he will die at the one hour when it is safest and best for himself to die. The time, the place, the manner, and the pain of his death will be better for that man than any other time, place, manner, or pain would be. The most cruel-seeming death, if we could only see it, is a mercy which saves us from WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 57 something worse, a boon of such magnitude as befits the liberality even of the Most High God. Once again : a particular eternity is laid out for that man, to be won by his own free correspondence to the exu- berant grace of his Creator. There is a brightness which may be his for ever, a distinct splendor and characteristic loveliness by which he may be one day known, admired, and loved amid the populous throngs of the great heaven. His own place is ready for him in the unutterable rest of everlasting joys. That man, who is gazing on the land- scape at his feet, has an inheritance before him, to which the united wealth of kings is poverty and vileness, A light, a beauty, a power, a wisdom, are laid up for him, to which all the wonders of the material creation are worse than tame, lower than uninteresting. He is earning them at this moment, by the acts of love which it seems as if the simple cheer of the sunshine were drawing out of his soul. They have a strange disproportionate proportion to his modest and obscure works on earth. God, and angels, and saints, are all busy with solicitous loving wisdom, to see that he does not miss his inheritance. His eternity is dependent on his answering the special end of his creation. Doubtless at this moment he has no clear idea of what his special work is ; doubtless it is one of such unimportance, according to human measures, that it will never lay any weight on the prosperity, or the laws, or the police of his county. His light is probably too dim to be visible even to his neighbourhood. Yet with it and because of it, he is one day to shine like ten thousand suns, far withdrawn within the peace of his satisfied and delighted God ! Such is the man's real history, traced onward from the hour when it pleased God to create his particular soul. And how many things there are in it to wonder at ! How great is the dignity, how incalculable the destinies of man ! All these things belong to him, not certainly in right of his 58 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. being a creature, but at least because he is a creature. Creation explains all other mysteries. No wonder God should become man, in order to be with him, or should die for him, in order to save him. No wonder he should abide with him in mute reality in the tabernacle, to feed his soul, and to sustain him and keep alive His creature's love by His own silent company. No wonder the angels should cling about a man so fondly, nor that the one master-pas- sion of the saints should be the love of souls. The wonder is that God should have created man ; not that, having created him. He should love him so tenderly. Both are wonders ; but the first is the greater wonder, Eedemption does not follow from creation as a matter of course : but creation has so surprised us, that we are less surprised at new disclosures of the Creator's love. In truth man's dignity, wonderful as it is, is less a wonder than the creating love of God. How He holds His creature in his hand for ever ! How all things, dark as well as bright, are simply purposes of unutterable goodness and compassion ! How difficulties and problems are only places where love is so much deeper than common, that the eye cannot pierce it, nor the lines of our wisdom fathom it! of a truth God is indescribably good, and we feel that He is so whenever we remember that He made us ! What a joy it is to be altogether His, to belong to him, to feel our complete de- pendence upon Him, to lean our whole weight upon him, not only for the delight of feeling that He is so strong, but also that we are so weak, and therefore so need Him always and everywhere ! What liberty is like the sense of being encompassed with His sovereignty ! What a gladness that He is immense, so that we cannot escape from Him, omni- scient so that we are laid open and without a secret before Him, eternal so that we are in His sight but nothingness, nothingness that lives because He loves it! WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 59 Something more is still required in order to complete our picture of the creature. We have represented his position, and have traced his real life ; but we have got to consider the condition in which he is as a creature. We shall have to plead guilty to a little repetition. The nature of our subject renders it unavoidable, and we must crave the reader's indulgence for it ! The first feature to be noticed in the condition of this creature man is his want of power. Not only is his health uncertain, but at his best estate his strength is very small. Brute matter resists him passively. He cannot lift great weights of it, nor dig deep into it. Even with the help of the most ingenious machinery and the united labor of multitudes he can do little but scratch the surface of the planet, without being able to alter the expression of one of its lineaments. Fire and water are both his masters. His prosperity is at the mercy of the weather. . Matter is baffling and ruining him somewhere on the earth at all hours of day and night. He has to struggle continually to maintain his position, and then maintains it with ex- ceeding difficulty. Considering how many thousands of years the race of man has inhabited the world, it is sur- prising how little control he has acquired over diseases, how little he knows of them, how much less he can do to alleviate ^hem. Even in his arts and sciences there are strangely few things which he can reduce to certainty. His knowledge is extremely limited, and is liable to the most humiliating errors and the most unexpected mistakes. He is in comparative ignorance of himself, of his thinking principle, of the processes of his immaterial soul, of the laws of its various faculties, or of the combinations of mind and matter. Metaphysics, which should rank next to reli- gion in the scale of sciences, are a proverb for confusion and obscurity. Infinite longings perpetually checked by a sense of feebleness, and circumscribed within the limits of a 60 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. narrow prison, — this is a description of the highest and most aspiring moods of man. Such is the condition of our man if we look at him in his solitary dignity as lord of the creation. But even this is too favorable a representation of him. His solitary dignity is a mere imagination. On the contrary he is completely mixed up with the crowd of inferior creatures, and in num- berless ways dependent upon them. If left to himself the ponderous earth is simply useless to him. Its maternal bosom contains supplies of minerals and gases, which are meant for the daily sustaining of human life. Without them this man would die in torture in a few days ; and yet by no chemistry can he get hold of them himself and make them into food. He is simply dependent upon plants. They alone can make the earth nutritious to him, whether directly as food themselves, or indirectly by their support of animal life. And they do this by a multitude of hidden processes, many of which, perhaps the majority, are be- yond the explanation of human chemistiy. Thus he is at the mercy of the vegetable world. The grass that tops his grave, which fed him in his life, now feeds on him in turn. In like manner is he dependent upon the inferior ani- mals. Some give him strength to work with, some warm materials to clothe himself with, some their flesh to eat or their milk to drink. A vast proportion of mankind have to spend their time, their skill, their wealth, in waiting upon horses and cows and camels, as if they were their servants, building houses for them, supplying them with food, making their beds, washing and tending them as if they were children, and studying their comforts. More than half the men in the world are perhaps engrossed in uhis occupation at the present moment. Human families would break up, if the domestic animals ceased to be mem- bers of them. Then, as to the insect world, it gives us a WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 61 sort of nervous trepidation to contemplate it. The numbers of insects, and their powers are so terrific, so absolutely irresistible, that they could sweep every living thing from the earth and devour us all within a week, as if they were the fiery breath of a destroying angel. We can hardly tell what holds the lightning-like speed of their prolific genera- tions in check. Birds of prey, intestine war, man's active hostility, — these, calculated at their highest, seem inade- quate to keep down the insect population, whose numbers and powers of annoyance yearly threaten to thrust us off our own planet. It is God Himself who puts an invisible bridle upon these countless and irresistible legions, which otherwise would lick us up like thirsty fire. What should we do without the sea? Earth and air would be useless, would be uninhabitable without it. There is not a year but the great deep is giving up to the investi- gations of our science unthought of secrets of its utility, and of our dependence upon it. Men are only beginning to learn the kind and gentle and philanthropic nature of that monster that seems so lawless and so wild. Our depend- ence on the air is no less complete. It makes our blood, and is the warmth of our human lives. Nay, would it be less bright or beautiful, if it allowed to escape from it, let us say, one gas, the carbonic acid, which forms but an infi- nitesimally small proportion of it, the gas on which all vegetation lives ? It exists in the air in quantities so trifling as to be with difficulty discernible ; yet, if it were breathed away, or if the sea drank it all in, or would not give back again what it drinks, in a few short hours the flowers would be lying withered and discolored on the ground, the mighty forests would curl up their myriad leaves, show their white sides, and then let them wither and fall. There would not be a blade of grass upon the earth. The animals would moan and faint, and famished men would rise upon each other, like the maddened victims of a shipwreck, in the fury F 62 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE, of their ungovernable hunger. Within one short week the planet would roll on, bright in its glorious sunshine, and its mineral-colored plains speckled with the shadows of its beautiful clouds, but all in the grim silence of universal death. On what trembling balances of powers, on what delicate and almost imperceptible chemistries, does man's tenure of earth seem to rest ! Yes ! but beneath those gauzelike veils is the strong arm of the compassionate Eternal 1 It would require a whole volume to trace the various ways in which man is dependent upon the inferior creatures. All the adaptations, of which different sciences speak, turn out upon examination to be so many dependencies of man on things which are beneath him. In material respects man is often inferior to his inferiors. But there is one feature in his dependency which does not concern his fellow-crea- tures, and on which it is of consequence to dwell. There is a peculiar kind of incompleteness about all he does, which disables him from concluding anything of himself, or unas- sisted. It is as if his arm was never quite long enough to reach his object, and God came in between him and his end to enable him to realize it. Man is ever falling, God ever saving ; the creature always on the point of being defeated, the Creator always coming to the rescue opportunely. Thus man plants the tree and waters it, but he cannot make it grow. He prepares his ground and enriches it, he sows his seed and weeds it; but he cannot govern the weather, or the insects, on which his harvest depends. Between his labor and his labor's reward, God has to intervene. When he lays his plans, he does nothing more than prepare favorable circumstances for the end which he desires. In war, in government, in education, in commerce, when he has done all, he has insured nothing. An element has to come in and to be waited for, without which he can have no results, and over which he has no control. Sometimes men call it WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 63 fate or fortune, sometimes chance or accident. It is the final thing ; it is what completes the circle, or fires the train, or makes the parts into a whole. It is the interference of God, the action of His will. In every department of human life we discover this peculiarity, that of himself, that is, with means left at his own disposal, man can approach his end, but not attain it: he can get near it, but he cannot reach it. He is always too short by a little ; and the sup- plement of that littleness is as invariably the gratuitous Providence of God. Nothing throws more light than this on the question, What is it to be a creature ? All this is very common-place. Everybody knows it, has always known it, and never doubted it. True : yet see if, when all these things are strung together and presented to your mind, there does not rise up an almost unconscious feeling of exaggeration, nay, an almost outspoken charge of it against the statement of the case. This will be a test to you that you have not realized the case, that you have not taken it in, and, consequently, that you have something still to learn from facts which seem so undignifiedly fami- liar. For both the value of the lesson and its significance depend upon its strength. We cannot exaggerate the ab- jectness of the creature in itself, looked at as if it were apart from God, which happily it can never be, though it will be something like it when it is reprobate ; and then what more unspeakably abject than a lost soul? What we are always to feel, and never to forget, is that we are finite, dependent, imperfect ; that it is our nature to look up to some one higher, to lean on some one one stronger ; and that it is as unnatural for man to try to go alone and trust himself, as for a fish to live on the land, or a bird of the air in the flames of the fire. Dignity we have, and super- abundantly, and we ought never to forget it. But then we must remember also that the creature man has no dignity except in the love of Him who made him. 64 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. But our real history adds a great deal to our condition, •which is full of important consequences. Man is not as he came forth at first from the hand of his Creator. He has fallen : and his fall is not merely an external disability, consequent on an historical fact so many thousand years old. He bears the marks of it in himself. He feels its effects in every moral act, in every intellectual process. He is the prey of an intestine vrarfare. Tvt^o conflicting laws alternate vrithin him. He has lost his balance, and finds it hard to keep the road. Notwithstanding the magnificent spiritual renewal which the mercy of his Creator has worked within him by the supernatural grace of a sacra- ment, each man has added to the common fall a special revolt of his own. Nay, most men have repeated, imitated, aggravated the act of their first father. They have fallen themselves, and their sin has been accompanied with pecu- liarly disabling circumstances of guilt. Then the unwea- ried compassion of the Creator has come forth with another sacrament to repair this personal wilful revolt of the poor fallen creature. With its grace fresh upon him, he has re- volted again, and then again. He has diversified his falls. He has multiplied his treasons by varying their kind. He has broken, not one, but numerous laws, as if to show that it was not the hardness of any particular precept, so much as the simple fact of being under God's yoke at all, which he found so unbearable. And again, and again, and again has the merciful sacrament repaired and absolved him, and grace goes on, with a brave patient kindness of its own, fighting against seemingly incorrigible habits of sin ; and, even at the hour of death, how reluctantly does mercy seem to capitulate to justice ! Now see how all this affects his condition as a creature. A man born under civil disabilities has no guilt in the eye of his country's laws, yet he does not take rank with a true citizen. A pardoned criminal to his last day will not cast the inferiority which he has brought upon WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 65 himself. No pardon, no honors can ever cover the fact from others or himself. Nay, so far as he himself is con- cerned, they will only keep the fact bright and burnished in his mind. The man who has been tried and cast for nearly every crime in almost every court in the land, and who is at large by a simple and amazing act of royal cle- mency, must feel that he has made a condition for himself which he never can forget, and out of which he draws every hour peculiar motives of conduct and demeanor ; and the better man he is the less likely is he ever to forget his past. So surely it is with us men. If looked at without adver- tence to the original fall, or to our own fall, or to our re- newed falls after grace given, what are we but finite, de- pendent, imperfect: but when those three additional facts of our real history are added to our condition, how much more narrow and little, dependent and inferior, do we ap- pear to become ! The least word seems too big to express our littleness. But we can go lower still. Pardon lowers us. The abundance and frequency of mercy humbles us. The goodness of God gives a new life to the sense of our own misery and hatefulness. It quickens our knowledge of our own inferiority into a positive feeling of self-contempt. It is true that the first fall, and our own fall, and our re- peated falls, all flow, voluntary though they be, out of our necessary imperfections as creatures ; yet nevertheless they add something to the consciousness that we are creatures, just as all developments seem to add to their germ, even though, like sin, they are not inevitable but free develop- ments. And then God^s pardoning mercy adds again to our consciousness that we are creatures. It appears to sink us lower and lower in our own nothingness, to en- velope us more and more in the sense of our createdness. For in our sin God has condescended to make a covenant with us, and He is hourly fulfilling His share of it. On 5 f2 66 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. His part the covenant seems an abandonment of His own rights, a waiving of His own dignity, a service gratuitously given, or for a nominal payment which makes it less dig- nified than if it were gratuitous, a lowering of Himself towards our level, a series of apparent changes in Him who in His essence and knowledge and will is gloriously and majestically immutable. All this makes us feel more and more intensely what it is to be a creature. The con- sciousness that clung to the beautiful soul of the unfallen Adam becomes a deeper consciousness to the fallen sinner, and that deeper becomes deepest in the chastened joy and humbled peace of the forgiven sinner. Thus each of us finds himself in his place, his own al- lotted place, in nature and in grace, with this threefold consciousness upon him. Beneath the weight of this happy and salutary consciousness he has to work out his destiny. Criticism of his position is not only useless; so long as he remembers himself, it is impossible. Not only does he know in the abstract that all must be right ; he knows by his feeling of being a creature that all is right. To him criticism is not only loss of time; it is irreligion also. He does not know how to sit in judgment upon his Creator. He cannot comprehend even the mental process by which others do it, much less the moral temper. For, while he has this threefold consciousness that he is a creature, he cannot conceive of himself without it, nor what he would be like if he was without it, and therefore those who are without it are beyond his comprehension for the time, both in what they say and do. There are not two sides to the question of life, God's side and man's side. God's side is all in all. Not only is there nothing to be said on the other, there is no other. To think that man has a side is to forget that he is a creature, or at least not to realize what it is to be a creature. Encompass man's littleness with the grand irresponsible sovereignty of God, and then WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 67 is he glorious indeed, his liberty large beyond compare, and his likeness to God more like an equality Tvith Him than •we can dare to put in words. Now let us go back to the man we left sitting on the hill- top in the brightness of the summer sun. We have to draw some conclusions about him from what has been already said; and the first is this. As ^^ creature^' is his name, his history, and his condition, he must obviously have the conduct and the virtues befitting a creature. He must behave as what he is. His propriety consists in his doing so. He must be made up of fear, of obedience, of submission, of humility, of prayer, of repentance, and above all, of love. As fire warms and frost chills, as the moon shines by night and the sun by day, as birds have wings and trees have leaves, so must man, as a creature, conduct himself as such, and do those virtuous actions, which are chiefly virtues because they are becoming to him and adapted to his condition. The demeanor, the be- havior, the excellencies of a creature must bear upon them the stamp of his created nature and condition. This is too obvious to need enforcing ; obvious when stated, yet most strangely forgotten by most men during the greater part of their lives. Our second conclusion about this man is that, whatever may be his attainments or his inclinations, the only know- ledge worth much of his time and trouble, the only science which will last with him and stand him in good stead, con- sists in his study of the character of God. He received everything from God. He belongs to Him. He is sur- rounded by Him. His fate is in God^s hands. His eternity is to be with God, in a companionship of unspeakable delights. Or if it is to be in exile from Him, it is the absence of God which will be the intolerableness of his misery. His own being implies God's being; and he exists, not for himself, but for God. Of what unspeakable im- b8 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. portance then is it for him to find out who God is, what sort of Being He is, what He likes apd what He dislikes, how He deals with His creatures and how He expects His creatures to deal with Him. Can his understanding be employed upon anything more exalted ? Is there any novelty equal to his daily fresh discoveries in the rich depths of the Divine Perfections ? Is there any person in the world whose ways and works are of such thrilling interest to him as those of the Three Uncreated Persons, the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost? Is there any existing or possible things to be conceived or named one half so curious, one half so attractive, one half so exciting, as the adorable self-subsisting Essence of the Most High God ? no ! Obviously whatever that man may be thinking of now, he ought to be thinking of God. As long as he sits beneath the fragrant shadow of that pious thought, that he is a creature, so long will he feel that his one wise and de- lightful task, while he is a lodger among the mutable homes of this swift-footed planet, must be the study of his Creator's character. Our third conclusion is that, if God is to be the subject of the man's intellectual occupations, God must be equally the object of his moral conduct. God must have his whole heart as well as his whole mind. We have no doubt that man's soul is a perfect mine of practical energies, which the longest and most active life will not half work out. The muscle of the heart acts seventy times a minute for perhaps seventy years, and is not tired ; yet what is this to the activity of the soul ? He has far more energy in him than his neighbours are aware of, more than he suspects himself. He can do wonders with these energies if he con- centrates them on any object, whether it be pleasure, wealth, or power. Our conclusion implies that, while he may use his energies on any or all of those three things, he must concentrate them on God only, on the loving observance of WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 69 his Creator's law. "VYe do not see what being a creature means, if it does not mean this ; though we know that there are creatures who have irrevocably determined not to do it, and their name is devil, a species they have created for themselves in order to escape as far as they can to the out- skirts of the creation of eternal power and love. Why be like them ? Why go after them ? Why not leave them to themselves, at the dreadful dismal pole of our Father's empire ? These three conclusions are inevitable results of that man's being a creature. If he does not intend to make them the law of his life, he has no business to be in the sun- shine. If he wants to be a god, let him make a world for himself. Ours is meant for creatures. Why is he turning all our bright and beautiful things to curse and darkness, all our sweet gifts to gall and wormwood ? What right has he to be lighting the fires of hell in his own heart at the beams of that grand loving sun ? A creature means "All for God.'' Holiness is an unselfing ourselves. To be a creature is to have a special intensified sonship, whose life and breath and being are nothing but the fervors of his filial love taking fire on his Father's bosom in the pressure of his Father's arms. The Sacred Humanity of the Eternal Son, beaming in the very central heart of the Ever-blessed Trinity, — that is the type, the meaning, the accomplishment, of the creature. If we take all the peculiarities of the creature and throw them into one, if we sum them all up and express them in the ordinary language of Christian doctrine, we should say that they came to this, — that as man was not his own be- ginning, so also he is not his own end. His end is God ; and man belies his own position as a creature whenever he swerves from this his sole true end. Every one knows what it is to have an end, and how much depends upon it. To change a man's end in life is to "change his whole life, to 70 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. revolutionize his entire conduct. When he sees his aim distinctly before him, he uses his sagacity in planning to attain it, his courage in removing the obstacles which in- tervene, and his prudence in the selection of the means by which he is eventually to succeed. More or less consist- ently, and more or less incessantly, the man's mind and heart are occupied about his end. It forms his character, it possesses his imagination, it stimulates his intellect, it engrosses his affections, it absorbs his faults, it is his mea- sure of failure and success, it is ever tending to be his very standard of right and wrong. A creature, in that it is a creature, is like a falling stone. It seeks a centre, it travels to an end, irresistibly, impetuously. It is its law of life. Hence it is that the end gives the color to the creature's life, describes it, defines it, animates it, rules it. This is true of pleasure, of knowledge, of wealth, of power, of popularity, when they are sought as ends. They lay passionate hold upon a man, and make him their slave, and brand their mark all over him, and the whole world knows him to be theirs. But all this is still more true when man makes God, what God has already made Himself, his single and magnificent end. And how glorious are the results in his capacious soul ! To make God always our end is always to remember that we are creatures ; and to be a saint is always to make God our end. Hence to be a saint is always to remember and to act on the remembrance, that we are creatures. Yet, horrible as it sounds when it is put into words, it is the common way of men to make God a means instead of an end, a purveyor instead of a judge, if they make any use of Him at all. He has to forecast for their comforts, to supply their necessities, to pay for their luxuries. All men seek their own, murmured the indignant apostle. To seek the things of Christ was his romance, which worldly disciples did not understand. How few can turn round upon themselves at any given moment of life, WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 71 when they do not happen to be engaged in spiritual exer- cises, and can say, *' God is my end. At this moment, when I unexpectedly look in upon myself, while I was acting almost unconsciously, I find that I was doing, what a crea- ture should always be doing, — seeking God. My worldly duties and social occupations were understood to be means only, and were treated accordingly. There was nothing in my mind and heart which partook of the dignity of an end except God.^' Yet is it not our simple business ? We ex- pect even a dog to come when he is called, and a clock to go when it is wound up ; and in like manner God, when He creates us, expects us to seek Him as our only end and sovereign good. We are almost frightened at what we have written. We covenanted not to speak of high things, nor entangle you in discourses of spiritual perfection : and we honestly do not intend to while you to commit yourselves to anything which is not common-place and necessary. Yet when we simply say what it is to be a creature, we seem to be demanding the highest sanctity. The creature seems to slip into the saint. The natural temper and disposition proper to us because of our created origin seems to put on the hue and likeness of supernatural grace and contemplation, and the common-place insensibly to glide into the heroic. There must be some mistake. Where is it? Our conscience tells us that we have been honorably checking ourselves a score of times in the last score pages, from saying what was burning in our heart to come out. It is not we that have broken faith with you, gentle reader. Have we then over- stated the case of the creature? Have we drawn any con- clusion without a premiss to warrant it ? Have we invented what does not exist, or falsely embellished what does ? The more we consider the case, the less we seem to have done so. We may have wearied you with telling you what was so old and trite — we do not think we Have told you any- 72 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. thing new, or that there is any part of our statement from which you dissent. How then have we come to this pass ? Is it true that every one is obliged to be what is technically called a saint, or what theology styles perfect, simply be- cause he is a creature? we cannot say Yes, and yet we hardly dare say No. What if it be true that perfection is only the result of corresponding to grace as it is given, and thus that all good people are in the road to perfection always ; so that perfection is not one thing, and common holiness another ; but that common holiness is perfection in its childhood, and perfection is common holiness in its ma- turity. We will not say that this is so. But we will say thus much, that the simple statement of our position and condition as creatures brings us to this — that to serve God out of love is not the peculiar characteristic of what is termed high spirituality, but that, without reference to perfection, nay without reference to redemption, creation of and by itself does bind the creature to serve the Creator out of love ; and we confess that this conclusion is as preg- nant of consequences as it is inevitable in its truth. In the last chapter we said that a heathen, who without revelation should act consistently (if he could) with the constant remembrance that he was a creature, would, bating certain gifts and graces, be a portrait of a catholic saint. Now that we have examined more in detail the characteristics proper to a creature, and so the duties which become him, the same truth comes out still more clearly. What on a superficial view seems the peculiar excellence of high spirituality, namely, that in it God is served out of love, turns out to be a universal obligation undeniably founded on the simple fact of creation. Thus all practical religion is based upon a man^s behaving himself becomingly as a creature. It is the humility and modesty that come out of that thought which give to his actions all their grace- fulness and beauty, and commute them into worship and WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 73 adoration. "When we seek for the first principles of holi- ness, we find them where the heathen finds the roots of his moral duties, and where asceticism and mysticism discover the axioms out of which they draw unerringly that vast series of amazing truths which theology records and classi- fies. These axioms are all implied in the fact of our crea- tion. They are the religious intuitions proper to a creature. Bind yourself to no more than on reflection you will ac- knowledge yourself to be bound to by the simple fact that God created you, and then you will become holy. It needs no more than that. If we examine the falls both of angels and men, we shall see that what lay at the root of them was a forgetfulness that they were creatures, or a perverse determination to be something more. Whether the angels contemplated their own beauty and rested with an unhallowed complacency in themselves as their end, or whether they would not bow to the divine counsel of the Incarnation and the exaltation of Christ^s human nature above their own, in both cases they forgot themselves as creatures, and demanded what it was not becoming in a creature to demand. You shall be as gods, was the very motive which the tempter urged in order to push man to his ruin. Man insisted upon sharing some- thing which it had pleased God for the time to reserve to Himself. The knowledge of God was the object of Adam's envy ; and so unsuitable was it for him as a creature, that, when he got it, it ceased to be science and turned into guilty shame. In both cases, it was not merely that the angels and man refused to obey their Creator ; they wanted them- selves to be more than creatures. They would not acquiesce in their created position. Can anything show more plainly the importance of keeping always before us the fact that we are creatures ? Yes ! we may go still higher. We say of our Blessed G 74 WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. Lord that He is our example as well as our mediator. Yet He was God as well as man. What is this then but saying that of such consequence was it to the happiness of man that he should know how to behave himself as a creature, that it was necessary the Creator should take a created na- ture, and come Himself to show him how to wear it ? Thus one of the many known reasons of the sublime mystery of the Incarnation was that the Creator Himself might show the creature how he should behave as a creature. What interest does not this throw upon the minutest incidents and most rapid graphic allusions of the Four Gospels? The mysteries of Jesus are man's studies of the beauty of holi- ness. His soul drinks beauty out of them, and so is imper- ceptibly transformed into the likeness of God made man. He takes the form and the hue of the Incarnate Word. If we turn from our Lord's example to His work for us as our mediator, the same truth meets us in another shape. Not only was His created nature necessary for this office in the counsels of God, but especial stress is laid upon those things which are eminently characteristic of a created na- ture as created. Speaking of His intercession the apostle says that *'in the days of His flesh He was heard because He feared,^^ and again He speaks of the Crucifixion in the same way, *'He was obedient unto death, even the death of the Cross.^' It is as if Jesus redeemed the world espe- cially by acknowledging in an infinitely meritorious manner through His created nature the sovereignty and dominion of the Creator. To sum up briefly the results of this chapter, it appears, that to be a creature is a very peculiar and cognizable thing, that it gives birth to a whole set of duties, obligations, vir- tues and proprieties, that it implies a certain history past and future, and a certain present condition, that on it are founded all our relations to God, and therefore all our prac- WHAT IT IS TO BE A CREATURE. 75 tical religion, and that it involves in its own self, without reference to any additional mercies, the precise obligation of loving our Creator supremely as our sole end, and of serving Him from the motive of love. Thus, as w^e may say to the misbeliever that he would be a catholic if he only had an intelligent apprehension of the mystery of creation, so we may say to the catholic that he would be more like a saint, if he only understood with his mind and felt in his heart, what it was to be a creature. WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. CHAPTER III. WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. Debemus intelligere ut amemus, non vero amare ut intelligamus. S. Anselm, As creatures we are ourselves surrounded with creatures in the world. Above us and beneath us and around us there are creatures, of manifold sorts and of varying de- grees of beauty. The earth beneath our feet, and the vast sidereal spaces above us, are all teemiog with created things. When we come to reflect upon them, we are almost bewildered with their number and diversity, on the earth, in the water, and in the air, visible and invisible, known to science or unknown. Then theology teaches us that we are lying in the mighty bosom of another world of spiritual creatures, whom we do not see, and yet with whom we are in hourly relations of brotherhood and love. The realms of spirit encompass us with their unimaginable distances, and interpenetrate in all directions our material worlds. Creation is populous with angels. They are the living laws of the material world, the wise and potent movers of the wheeling spheres. All night and day they bear us com- pany. They hold us by the hand and lead us on our way. They hear our words, and witness our most hidden acts. The secrets of our hearts are hardly ours ; for we let them transpire perpetually by external signs before the keen vision of the angels. Nay, have we not asked God to let our own angel see down into our hearts and know us thoroughly, so that he may guide us better with his affec- WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 77 tlonate and surpassing skill? Because we are creatures, creatures exercise a peculiar influence over us. Love is stronger than the grave. Blood and family and country rule us with an almost resistless sway. We can so attach ourselves to an unreasoning animal as to love it beyond all bounds, and to weep when its bright little life is taken from us. The very trees and fields of our village, and the blue dreamy outline of our native hills, can so possess our souls as to sway them through a long life of travel or of money- making or of ambition. Alas ! we are so saturated with creatures, that we think even of our Creator under created symbols ; and God^s merciful condescensions seem to show that a material creature could hardly worship with a spi- ritual worship, until the Creator had kindly put on a created nature. Thus every report of the senses, every process of the mind, every form and figure in the soul's secret chambers of imagery, every action that goes but from us, every pulse of our natural life, the atoms of matter that circulate through us in swift and endless streams, clothing the soul with its garment of marvellous texture which is being woven and unwoven every hour, as swiftly as the changes on a dove's bright neck, — all of them imply crea- tures, are kindled by them, fed by them, lean upon them, and cannot for one moment be disentangled from them, except by some most rare process of supernatural grace. Our life seems inextricably mixed up with creatures, and, to use a metaphysical term, is unthinkable without them. How difficult then is it to conceive of a Life without creatures, a Life which was from everlasting without them, which needs them not, which mixes them not up with itself, to which they can add nothing, and from which they can take nothing ! We have to banish from our minds, or to attempt it, the ideas of time and space, of body and of mo- tion ; and even then the unimaginable void, which is not space, or the colorless light which is not body, is still a g2 78; WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. created image built up of created notions. There is some- thing unutterably appalling in a Life eternally by itself, self-sufficing, its own glory, its own knowledge, its own magnificence, its own intense blessedness, its own silent, vast, unthrilling love. Surely to think of such a Life is to w^orship it. But It — it is not It — there were nothings then — it is Re, our God and our Creator ! Out of that Life we came, when the Life had spent an eternity without us. The Life needed us not, was none the happier because of us, ruled not over a wider empire through us, multiplied not in us the objects of omniscience. But the Life loved us, and therefore out of the Life we came, and from its glorious sun-bright fountains have filled the tiny vases of our created lives. how the sublimity of this faith at once nourishes our souls like food and recreates the mind like rest ! Of how many illusions ought it not in its magnifi- cent simplicity to disabuse us ! The very idea of the Life of God before ever the worlds were made must of necessity give a tone and a color, impart a meaning, and impress a character upon our own lives, which they would not other- wise have had. It furnishes us with a measure of the true magnitudes of things which teaches us how and what to hate and despise, and how and what to love and esteem. To put the thought into easier words, we cannot fully know what it is to be a creature, until we know as fully as we can what it is to have a Creator. It is the peculiar beauty of the Old Testament that it brings out this truth to us in the most forcible and attrac- tive manner. This is probably the secret of the hold which it lays of the minds of those who have become familiar with it in early youth, and of the deep basis of re- ligious feeling which it seems toplant in them. Though it is made up of various books, differing in date, and scene, and style, though psalm and prophecy and moral strains mingle with history and biography, every one feels that it WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 79 has, almost as completely as the New Testament, one spirit, one tone, one color, one scope. Whether it is when Adam and Eve are doing penance in Asia, and Cain is wandering out on the great homeless earth, or whether it is in the patriarch's tent beneath the starry skies of Meso- potamia, or amid the brick fields of the Nile, or the silent glens of stern Sinai, or during the rough chivalric days of the Judges, or in the palaces of Jerusalem, or by the waters of the captivity, whether it be when Debbora is chanting beneath her palm, or the king of Israel is singing to his harp, or amid the allegorical actions of some wailing pro- phet, or the conversations of the wise men of the Stony Arabia, we are ever learning what it is to be a creature, and what it is to have a Creator. We are being taught the character of the God of Abraham and of Isaac and of Jacob, the God that was not like the gods of the heathen. We either see or hear what He desires of us, how He will treat us, the ways, so unlike human ways, in which He loves us and will show His love, His style of punishment, His manifold devices of mercy, what he meant human life to be, and how men were to use both each other and the earth which He had given them to farm. We do not know why it is that a tale, the like of which in common history would barely interest us, should fascinate us in the words of inspiration, why ordinary things should seem sacred because they are related there, and why simple expressions should have a latent spell within them enabling them to fix themselves deep in our souls, to be the germs of a strong and dutiful devotion through a long life, and then be a helpful power to us in death. It is because it is all so possessed with God. The true humble pathetic genius of a creature comes into our souls, and masters them. The knowledge of God becomes almost a personal familiarity with Ilim, and the thought of Him grows into the sight of Him. Look at the fathers of the desert and the elder saints 80 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. of the catholic church, and see what giants of holiness they were, whose daily food was in the mysterious simplicity of the Sacred Scriptures ! The Holy Book lies like a bunch of myrrh in the bosom of the Church, a power of sanctifi- cation like to which, in kind or in degree, there is no other, except the sacraments of the Precious Blood. It would not be easy to throw into words the exact result of the knowledge of God which the Bible infuses into us. It is hard to fasten and confine in terms the idea of a Creator. When we try to do so, something seems to escape, to evaporate, to refuse to go into words ; and it is just that somethiug, as we are conscious, wherein most of the power and beauty of the idea reside. Just as we may find it hard to describe the character of our earthly mother, to refine upon her peculiarities, to select her prominent and distinguishing traits, and yet we have an idea of her so distinct that we see her more plainly and know her more thoroughly than any one else we love, so is it with our knowledge and love of God. AVe cannot look at Him as simply external to ourselves. Things have passed between us ; secret relationships are established ; fond ties are knitted ; thrilling endearments have been exchanged ; there are memories of forgivenesses full of tenderness, and memories of punishments even yet more full of sweetness and of love ; there have been words said, which could never mean to others what they meant to us ; there have been looks which needed not words and were more than words ; there have been pressures of the hand years ago, but which tingle yet ; there are countless silent covenants between us, and with it all, such a conviction of His fidelity ! So that it is true to each one of us beyond our neighbors, as it was true to the Israelites beyond other nations. Who is so great a God as our God, and who hath God so near ? We can therefore but try to express in cold and vague words the idea which a loving Christian heart has of the WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 81 Creator. It is plain that our Creator is one who stands in a relation to us which has no parallel whatever among the relations which exist between ourselves and other creatures. It is not a question of degree ; it is one of kind also. It stands by itself, and we can compare it with nothing else. We cannot even understand it in its fulness. Do we know what the act of creating a soul out of nothing implies ? Do we comprehend the difference between being nothing and possessing an immortal life ? Do we fathom what it is to be loved eternally ? Do we quite take in what it is to in- terest God in our happiness, and to have Him employed about us ? Do we understand what it is that there should be the infinite and everlasting God, and also, beside Him, something which is not Himself? Yet unless we know all these things, we could not know what the relationship of creature and Creator involves. But we can easily perceive so much as this. Not only is the relationship between our Creator and ourselves unlike anything else, without parallel and beyond comparison, but it is far closer than any other tie of love by which the human soul can possibly be bound. He is obviously nearer to us than father or mother. We come more directly from Him than from them. We are more bound up with Him, and owe Him more. We cannot come of age with God, nor alter our position with Him. We cannot grow out of our dependence upon Him, nor leave the home of His right hand. The act of our creation is not done once for all, and then ceases. Preservation is but the continuance of creation, the non-interruption of the first act of divine power and love. The strong spirit of the highest angel needs the active concurrence of God every moment, lest it should fall back into its original nothing- ness. But not only is our relation to our Creator the closest of all relations, it is also the tenderest and the dearest. Nay its sweetness may almost be said to follow from its close- 6 82 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. ness ; for the closer the union, the more perfect should be the love. It is not within the power of God^s omnipotence, if we may speak so boldly, to make Himself otherwise than infinitely desirable to His creature. He is in Himself so surpassingly beautiful, so attractively good, so unspeakably compassionate, that He must of necessity draw us towards Him. Even those, who of their own will are lost, struggle towards Him, in spite of their reluctant aversion, with all the might of their nature and with the burning thirst of an incessant desire. Whatever then is sweet, whatever is delightful, whatever is satisfying, in human love, parental or filial, conjugal or fraternal, is but a poor shadow of the love which enters into the tie between the Creator and the creature. Hence we are not surprised to find that this tie is so durable that it can never be broken. The child in heaven owes no allegiance to its earthly father, and like the saints, may be in glory far above him. In heaven there is no marrying nor giving in marriage. The resur- rection has emancipated all from every earthly bond. But it is not so with the relation between the creature and the Creator. Everywhere and always that remains the same. Nay, as the lapse of time is ever adding to the creature's debt, swelling the huge sum of his obligations for benefits received, opening out new reasons for dependence upon his Maker, and drawing him into still closer union with Him, we may even say that the tie is continually acquiring new strength, and is being drawn tighter instead of being re- laxed. It is God's unbounded love, rather than His im- mense magnificence, which makes Him ever new to us, and His beauty always a fresh surprise and a fresh delight. It is not only, to use the distinction of the psalm, the great- ness of His mercy, but it is the multitude of His mercies, which make our trust and confidence in Him so inexpres- sibly consoling, and our union with Him so far more inti- mate than any other tie of which we can conceive. We WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 83 are one with Him, as our Lord prayed we might be, even as the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost are One. If we endeavor to take to pieces the idea of a Creator, it may seem as if we were raising idle questions, and satisfy- ing a barren curiosity rather than ministering to solid edification. Yet it will not be found so in reality; and there is no other way by which we can get the idea clearly into our minds. If then w6 reflect attentively on the trains of pious thought excited in our minds when we meditate on God^s glorious and fatherly title of Creator, we shall find that there are at least nine difi'erent considerations involved in it, none of which we could spare without injuring the idea. When we meditate on our Blessed Lord's Passion, there is something lying unexpressed and only implicitly per- ceived under all our thoughts, and which gives to the difi'erent mysteries their peculiar attraction and solemnity. It is our faith in His Divinity. However exclusively we may seem to be occupied with His Sacred Humanity, we never in reality for a moment forget that He is God. So in like manner when we think of God as a Father or a Spouse, however much we appear to ourselves to be engrossed with the peculiar and special relationship in which He has been pleased to reveal Himself to us, our whole mind is in fact pervaded by the invisible thought that He is of a difi'erent nature from ourselves, that He is in truth God, and all that is implied in that blessed Name ; and it is just this which makes us thrill all over with joy and surprise as we venture to call Him by names which we could not have used with- out His permission, and which are only applicable to Him in a certain transcendental sense, which is rather to be felt than either spoken or conceived. The difi'erence of nature between Him and us, which faith never loses sight of, is the first element of the idea of a Creator, and one which pervades all the others. The Divine Nature is the grand 84 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. thought which is the fruitful mother of all our thoughts ; and by the memory of it are all our memories magnified. But this leads us still further. For the difference between His Nature and ours is not like that which separates the angels from men, or men from the various tribes of animals below them. It is an infinite difference. And thus when we call Him Father or King, Shepherd or Friend, our lan- guage implies only a privilege which He allows to us, not any duties to which He is bound or rights to which we are entitled. We have no compact with God, except the un- merited enjoyment of His merciful indulgence. As our Creator His rights are simply unfathomable. He has no duties to us, nothing which can rigorously be called duties. He has made promises to us, and because He is God, He is faithful. But, as creatures, we have no claims. We are bound to Him, and bound by obligations of duty, and under penalties of tremendous severity. He on His part overwhelms us with the magnificent liberalities of His un- shacked love. Yet God is neither a slavemaster nor a despot, not only because of His infinite goodness and un- utterable sweetness, but because His rights are not limited like theirs. No creature can feel towards his fellow-crea- ture as we feel towards Him, in the grasp of whose omnipo- tence we are at once so helpless and so contented. Though the blaze of St. MichaePs beauty and power were able to put us to death, if we saw it in the flesh, we could never feel ourselves in his hands as we are in the hands of God. Though we are unable to imagine the risk we would not trust to Mary, our most dear and heavenly Mother, or to conceive anything which should weaken our confidence in her one atom, yet it is not in our power, it is not a possi- bility of our nature, provided we know what we are about, to trust her as we trust God, simply because His rights over us are illimitable. Hence also we never think of questioning the wisdom of WHAT IT IS TO HAVS A CREATOR. 85 God, or His power, or His love. Our confidence in the worth of men is in a great measure proportioned to the de- gree in which we consider them pledged to us, whether by duty, by gratitude, by relationship, by honor, or by ne- cessity. Whereas it is just the reverse with our trust ia God. Our confidence in Him is boundless, because His sovereignty over us is boundless also. We have our doubts about holy persons : we criticise the saints : we take views about the angels. There is nothing in creation which we do not seem to have some sort of right to question. But with God it is not so. Here we are simple belief, implicit reliance, unhesitating dependence. We should be mad to have any other thoughts where He is concerned. Then, as we cannot question Him, we must take Him on faith. It does not perplex our dealings with Him, that we do not understand Him. His height above us does not ob- scure our perception of His sovereignty. We can. trust Him without knowing Him. We listen and obey, even when He gives no reasons ; for we know that we should possibly not appreciate His reasons if He gave them, and that no reasons could enhance our certainty that His orders are the perfec- tion of what is just and holy, compassionate and good. Our fellow-men must be reasonable, if they would govern us and use us for their purposes. But God's will is to us above all reason, more convincing than all argument, more per- suasive than any reward, because of the very infiniteness of His superiority over us. We take God on faith, because He is God ; and we take nothing else on faith except so far as we account it to represent God, either as His instrument, or His representative, or His likeness in goodness, in jus- tice, in fidelity, or in love. Thus, looking at our Creator as it were outside of our- selves, we form an idea of Him, and of our relations to Him, which can be accounted for only by His unspeakable eminence in power, in wisdom, and in goodness. The no- H 86 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. thingness to which He has given life, and being, and His own image, has a secret bond to Him, which has more to do with its worship of Him than even His superlative ex- cellence and unimaginable glory. But the idea of a Creator is yet more singular, more isolated, more special, and more intimate. For we are never really outside of God nor He outside of us.^ He is more with us than we are with our- selves. The soul is less intimately in the body, than He is both in our bodies and our souls. He as it were flows into us, or we are in Him as the fish in the sea. We use God, if we may dare to say so, whenever we make an act of our will, and when we proceed to execute a purpose. He has not merely given us clearness of head, tenderness of heart, and strength of limb, as gifts which we may use indepen- dently of Him when once He has conferred them upon us. But He distinctly permits and actually concurs with every exercise of them in thinking, loving, or acting. This influx and concourse of God, as theologians style it, ought to give to us all our lives long the sensation of being in an awful sanctuary, where every sight and sound is one of worship. It gives a peculiar and terrific character to acts of sin. It is hard to see how levity even is not sacrilege. Everything is penetrated with God, while His inexpressible purity is all untainted, and His adorable simplicity unmingled with that which He so intimately pervades, enlightens, animates, and sustains. Our commonest actions, our lightest recrea- tions, the freedoms in which we most unbend, — all these things take place and are transacted, not so much on the earth and in the air, as in the bosom of the omnipresent God. Thus, when we use the words " dependence,^' " submis- sion, '' " helplessness,^' " confidence,'' about our relation to God, we are using words which, inasmuch as they express * Some writers, in avoiding pantheism, seem to deny one while omnipro sence, and another while providence. WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 87 also certain relations in which we may possibly stand to our fellow-creatures, are really inadequate to express our posi- tion towards our Creator. We have no one word which can fully convey to the mind the utterness of that honorable abjection in which we lie before Him who made us. But this is not all. The liberality of God is not satisfied with pouring out upon us in such profusion the wonderful gifts of a reasonable nature, He enriches us still more nobly, He unites Himself to us still more intimately, by the yet more marvellous gifts of grace. Sanctifying grace is nothing less than a participation of the Divine Nature. If we try to think of this, we shall soon perceive that even imagina- tion cannot master the greatness and the depth of this stu- pendous gift, any more than it can sensibly detect the man- ner of its intimate existence within us, or the delicacy of its manifold and incessant operations when stirred by the impulses of actual grace within our souls. ** God,'' says Thauler,* " has created us for so high a degree of honor, that no creature could ever have dared to imagine that God would have chosen it for so great a glory ; and we ourselves are now unable to conceive how He could raise us higher than He has done. For, as He could not make us Gods by nature, a prerogative which can belong to Him alone. He has made us Gods by grace, in enabling us to possess with Him, in the union of an eternal love, one same beatitude, one same joy, one same kingdom.'' The fact that God created angels and men at first in a state of grace, and not merely in a state of nature, and then further that He heaps upon us now such an abundance of grace and makes us members of Himself by the Incarnation, causes us to feel that He did not create us to be simply His subjects and outside of Himself, but to be drawn up to Himself, to live with Him, to share His blessedness, nay, and His Nature, too. Moreover, our continual dependence upon grace, upon * Institut. cap. Tiii. 88 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. gifts which are by no means due to us as creatures, but which are simply supernatural, compels us to acknowledge that we cannot even do the good we intensely desire to do, ex- cept by a sort of miraculous communion with Him ; and this gives to our dependence upon God another of its pecu- liar characteristics. But He is not only our first cause and fountain, not only our constant living preservation, not only the source of supernatural gifts and graces over and above the ornaments of our nature, not only Himself the original of which He vouchsafed to make us copies, but He is also our last end. xlnd He is so in two senses. He is our last end, because He is the reason of our existing at all, because it is for Him, for His own glory, that we live, and not in any way for our own sakes : and He is also our last end, because we go to Him, and rest nowhere but in Himself, not in any gifts which He gives us, but simply in His own living and ever- blessed Self. Our eternity reposes on Him, and is in Him, and with Him, and is the sight of Him, and His embrace. This is something which no creature, nor all creation to- gether, can share. It is the sole prerogative of God, and one which gives out a whole class of affections proper to itself. Nothing in life has any meaning, except as it draws us fur- ther into God, and presses us more closely to Him. The world is no better than a complication of awkward riddles, or a gloomy storehouse of disquieting mysteries, unless we look at it by the light of this simple truth, that the eternal God is blessedly the last and only end of every soul of man. Life as it runs out is daily letting us down into His Bosom ; and thus each day and hour is a step homeward, a danger over, a good secured. Hence it is, because God alone is our last end, that He alone never fails us. All else fails us but He. Alas ! how often is life but a succession of worn-out friendships ? Youth passes with its romance, and crowds whom we loved WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 89 have drifted away from us. They have not been unfaithful to us, nor we to them. We have both but obeyed a law of life, and have exemplified a world-wide experience. The pressure of life has parted us. Then comes middle life, the grand season of cruel misunderstandings, as if reason were wantoning in its maturity, and by suspicions and cir- cumventions and constructions were putting to death our affections. All we love and lean upon fails us. We pass through a succession of acquaintanceships ; we tire out numberless friendships: we use up the kindness of kin- dred ; we drain to the dregs the confidence of our fellow- laborers ; there is a point beyond which we must not tres- pass on the forbearance of our neighbors. And so we drift on into the solitary havens of old age, to weary by our numberless wants the fidelity which deems it a religion to minister to our decay. And there we see that God has out- lived and outlasted all : the Friend who was never doubtful, the Partner who never suspected, the Acquaintance who loved us better, at least it seemed so, the more evil He knew of us, the Fellow-laborer who did our work for us as well as His own, and the Neighbour who thought He had never done enough for us, the sole Superior who was neither rude nor inconsiderate, the one Love that, unlike all created loves, was never cruel, exacting, precipitate, or overbearing. He has had patience with us, has believed in us, and has stood by us. What should we have done if we had not had Him ? All men have been liars ; even those who seemed saints broke down when our imperfections leaned on them, and wounded us, and the wound was poisoned ; but He has been faithful and true. On this account alone. He is to us what neither kinsman, friend, or fellow-laborei can be. The more deeply we enter into these plain truths, and the more assiduously we meditate upon them, the more we find h2 90 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. growing over us a certain humility, which consists not so much in prostrating ourselves before the majesty of God, as in a kind of hatred of ourselves, which increases together with our increase in the love of God. It is not the contempt of our own vileness which follows after sin, and is a part of Christian repentance. It is not like that fresh burst of love to God, which follows when He has inflicted some just punishment upon us for our sins, and which turns our hearts with such exceeding tenderness towards Him. It is a sort of ignoring of our own claims and interests, a forgetting of ourselves because of the keenness of our remembrance of God, and an abandonment of our own cause for His : and all this with a sort of dislike of ourselves, of patient impa- tience with our own meanness, a pleasure in acknowledging our own unworthiness, like the pleasure of a contrite con- fession, a grateful wonder that God should treat us so differ- ently from what we deserve, and ultimately a desire to re- mind Him of our own self-abasement, of that intolerable demerit of ours, which He seems in His mercy so entirely to forget. In a word, self-abasement is the genius of a creature as a creature ; it is his most reasonable frame of mind : it is that which is true about* him when all else is false. Yet, in apparent contradiction to this self-hatred, the idea of our Creator is accompanied with a familiarity, for which it is difficult to account, but which seems an essential part of our filial piety towards our Heavenly Father. We can say to Him what we cannot say to our fellow-creatures. We can take liberties with Him, which in no wise impair our reverence. We are more at ease when only His eve is full upon us than when the gaze of men is fixed upon our actions. He misunderstands nothing. He takes no um- brage. He makes us at home with Him. Childlike sim- plicity is the only ceremonial of our most secret intercourse w^ith Him. His presence does not oppress our privacy. WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 91 His knowledge of our nature, or rather our knowledge that He created it, gives us a kind of familiarity with Him, for it is a question of kind rather than of degree, such as we can never have with the great ones of the earth, nor even with those nearest and dearest to us. We could not bear to let our fellow creatures always see us. But nothing makes us common to God. He never — may we say it ? — loses His reverence for those whom He has deigned eter- nally to love. There is no need of concealment with Him, who sees through us, who regards the acknowledgment of our manifold weakness almost as acceptable worship of His majesty, and to whom our infirmities are His own laws, and our indignities but the timely exhibition of our needs. Such are the considerations which make up our idea of a Creator in our minds. They lie there implicitly. Some- times we realize them, sometimes not. Now one of them starts to view, and for a while occupies our thoughts, and now another. But on the whole this is what the idea comes to when it is analyzed. We think of Him as one who is not like our parents, because He is not of the same nature with us, of one whose rights are illimitable, and rest on no compact, of one whose wisdom, power, and love we may not question, and whom therefore we must take on faith, and trust, simply because of the infiniteness of His superiority ; of one who penetrates us with the influx of His omnipresence, and concurs with all our movements, who enlightens nature with grace, and as our last end recom- penses grace with glory ; to trust in whose never-failing faithfulness is as much a joy as it is a necessity, to love whom is to despise ourselves, and yet with whom we are on terms of mysterious intimacy far transcending the closest equalities and most unreproved freedoms of any human tie. This is our idea of a Creator; all these things seem to fol- low from our knowledge of that eternal Love, who saw us 92 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. from the first, and when the time came, called us out of nothing.* To analyze our idea of a Creator is the first step towards answering the question we proposed to ourselves, what it is * Thus the delighted admission of the very ahsoluteness of God's sove- reignty over us seems to bring us to a more manifest equality, a more privi- leged intimacy with Him, than that view of God which represents the rela- tion of Creator and creature as a beautifully-just discharge of mutual obliga- tions, wherein He respects the charter He has given us, and we obey His laws as well as His knowledge of our weakness gives Him a right to expect. I have not a word to say of condemnation of that system of theology which endeavors to clear the relationship of Creator and creature of all difiiculty, and justifies God to man by representing Ilim as exercising over us a sort of limited sovereignty which fully satisfies our ideas of perfect equity, such equity as subsists between a powerful monarch and his subjects. But I am quite unable to receive such a system of belief into myself. A controversialist who makes out that there are no difficulties in revelation seems to me to prove too much ; for to say that a disclosure from an Infinite Mind to finite minds is all easy and straightforward, is almost to say that there is no such dis- closure, or that the one claiming to be so received is not divine. So in like manner, when we consider what it is to be a creature, and what it is to have a Creator, we cannot but suspect a theological system which represents our relations with our Creator as beset with no difficulties, and makes all our dealings with Him as smooth and intelligible as if they were between man and man. It makes me suspicious, because it proves so much, and this quite . irrespectively of any of its arguments in detail. There must be at the least a look of overbearing power, and an exhibition of justice unlike the fairness of human justice, or I shall not easily be persuaded that the case between God and man has been stated candidly or even quite reverently. It is indeed an act of love of God, as well as of our neighbour, to make religious difficul- ties plain; but he is a bold controversialist who in an age of general intelli- gence denies the existence of difficulties altogether, or even under-estimates their force ; and as the facts on man's side are too obvious to be glossed over, the temptation is almost irresistible to make free with God, and to strive to render Him more intelligible by lowering Him to human notions. In the long run this method of controversy must lead to unbelief. Most men are more satisfied by an honest admission of their difficulty than by an answer to it; few answers are complete, and common sense will never receive a religion which is represented as having no difficulties. It forfeits its cha- racter of being divine, by making such a claim. Religion, as such, cannot be attractive, unless it is also true : and when we are sure of the truth, we must not mind its looking unattractive, but trust it, as from God, and there- fore, as His, possessed of a secret of success which will carry it securely to its end. WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 93 to have a Creator. We have now to take a further step. If our Creator is such as we have described, if the fact of His having condescended to create us puts Him in such a position towards us, what must the service of Him neces- sarily be to us His creatures ? The service of the Creator must obviously be the end and purpose of the creature. God is His own end : and He is ours also. Everything short of God is to the creature a means, not an end, some- thing transitory, and not permament, something in which at best he can have but a fitful joy, not a contented and blessed rest. The value of everything in life depends on its power to lead us to God by the shortest road. But as the service of God is the creature^s real work, so also is it his true dignity. The rank and pageantry of the world cannot clothe us with real dignity. To serve God is the only honor, which it is worth our while to strive after. The order of holiness is to the eyes of the enlightened angels the only authentic precedence in the world. So what is man's true dignity is also his greatest happiness. Oh we do not value as we ought our inestimable privilege of being allowed to worship God ! We do not prize our heavenly prerogative of being permitted to keep His commandments. We look at that as a struggle which is in truth a crown. We look at that as an obligation which is more properly a boon. We call it duty when its lawful name is right, the right of best-be- loved sons. Have not millions tried to be happy in some- thing which was not the service of their Creator, and how many of them have succeeded ? And did ever one crea- ture seek his happiness in God, and not find unspeakably more than he had ventured to conceive ? Why, the very austerity of the saint is more lighthearted than the gaiety of the worldling. So many men die in a minute the world over, and what is the last lesson of every one of them, but that the service of God is the highest happiness of man? But we talk of interest. Interest leads the world. It is self-love's god. It is strong enough to warp the stoutest 94 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. mind, and to beat down the most romantic affections. All things give way to interest. The days of chivalry are past ; and perhaps when they were present, interest was as much the crowned king of society as it is now. Yet if the best interest, is that which is first of all most secure, and then most abundant, and after that most lasting, and finally to be gained with the least outlay, what interest can compare with our interest in serving God, and speculating only on His favor and fidelity ? We talk of wisdom also. These are days of wisdom. Knowledge covers the earth as the water covers the sea. Yet the prophecy is not fulfilled, for it is hardly the knowledge of God which abounds amongst us. But if that be the highest wisdom which sees furthest and clearest, which embraces the greatest number of truths, and the highest kind of truths, which contemplates them w'ith the most complete and accurate certainty, and which is of practical use to all eternity, then what earthly wisdom will compare with the wisdom of serving God ? How is it that we are so fascinated by the various sciences of mind and matter, and yet find theology so tame and dull ? Why is it that we are so excited by a new book on geology or chemistry, and turn away with weariness from the old- fashioned traditions of the Christian Church? Surely it is because we have no love of God, because we do not keep up our relations with Him as our Creator. Were it not so, we should find our modern sciences uninteresting in their de- tails and sterile in results, unless we ourselves make a theological commentary upon them as we read. Liberty is another idol of the sons of men, and one whose worship is of all false worships the least blame- worthy, although the greatest of crimes have been perpe- trated in its name. Yet what does our liberty amount to? Freedom of action, of speech, and of pen, are indeed noble achievements of civilization, and mighty missionaries of the Gospel too. Yet is a man really free who is not free WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 95 from self? If he is a slave to base passions, or the tool of his own spite and malice, or the pander to his own criminal pursuits, or the victim of his own self-love, with what kind of liberty is he free ? If he is chained down to earth, then he is disabled for the liberty of heaven. If he has practi- cally sold himself to the evil angels, who is more a bonds- man than he? From Satan, w^orld, and self there is no liberty, but in the service of our Creator : and His service is liberty indeed, not only the truest and the sweetest, but the widest also. for the unconstrained spirit of the saints, who have cut off ail ties and snapped all bonds asunder, that they might fly away and be with Christ ! The service of the Creator is also the creature^s most enduring reality. The unreality of the world is an old story. It was told in Athens, before ever our Saviour preached in Palestine. It is a miserable thing to build on sand, or to give our money for that which is not bread. Yet it is what we are all of us doing all our lives long, ex- cept when we are loving God. Human love is a treachery and a delusion. It soon wears threadbare and we die of cold. Place and office slip from us, when our hands get old and numb, and cannot grasp them tight. Riches, says the Holy Ghost, make to themselves wings and fly away. Good health is certainly a boundless enjoyment ; but it is always giving w^ay beneath us, and our years of strength are after all but few, and our vigor seems to go when we need it most. But the service of God improves upon ac- quaintance, gives more than it promises, and after a little effort is nothing but rewards, and rewards w^hich endure fur evermore. But this is not all. Not only are all these things the truest, greatest, highest, wisest, best, widest, and most en- during dignity, happiness, interest, wisdom, liberty, and reality ; but the service of the Creator is the creature^s sole end, dignity, happiness, interest, wisdom, liberty, and 96 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. reality. He has no other, none that have a right to the name, none that are not pretenders ; and he who seeks any other will never find them. However deliberate his evil choice, he will not gain earth by forfeiting heaven. If he works for Here, he will lose Here as well as Hereafter. Whereas if he works for Hereafter, he will gain Here as well. Moreover the service of the Creator is not only the creature's solitary end, dignity, happiness, interest, wis- dom, liberty, and reality ; but the opposite evils of all these things will flow from its neglect. In a word, unless we serve God, the world is a dismal, unmeaning, heart-break- ing wilderness, and life no more than an insoluble and un- profitable problem. look how cruel life is to the wicked man ! Take him at his best estate, reckon up the pains he takes, the efi"orts he makes, the activity he expends, how he is burnt up with the fever of insatiable desires, running a race after impossible ends, impoverishing heart and mind with excitements which are their own punishment ; what a tyranny the slow lapse of time is to him, what a bitter stepmother the world he has so adorned ! The flood-tide of irritation and then the ebb of helpless langor ; -who would live a life of which those are the incessant alterna- tions? The wilful sinner is but a man who in order to get rid of God explores, to his own cost, every species of dis- appointment, and nowhere finds contentment or repose. What is it that we have said? The service of the Crea- tor is the creature's last end, his true dignity, his greatest happiness, his best interest, his highest wisdom, his widest liberty, and his most enduring reality : the service of the Creator is, furthermore, the one solitary thing which answers truly to any of the above names : and lastly, from its neglect, the very opposites of dignity, happiness, interest, wisdom, liberty, and reality, follow to the creature, and the end of all is everlasting perdition. We are almost ashamed to write down such simple things, and to take up WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 97 your time with reading a string of propositions which no one in his senses would dream of controverting. It is like printing the merest rudiments of Christian doctrine under a more pretentious title than that of a catechism. Yet, when we look at our past lives, perhaps our present lives, in the light of these elementary truths, it would seem as if they could never be stated too often, and as if there was no one, learned or simple, saint or sinner, to whom the state- ment of them was ever an unseasonable admonition or an unnecessary repetition. God has established His right to our service by so many other titles than than of creation, that self-love is able, almost unconsciously, to think more of those titles, the acknowledgment of which implies more faith and more generosity in us, and to dwell less on that which is at once the most self-evident, involves the com- pletest submission, and will not admit of more than one opinion. No one can exaggerate the extent to which God is ignored in His own world. It is a miserable fact, which is always a discovery, and is always new, because we see more of it every day of our lives. To the friends of God it is a growing unhappiness, because as they advance in holiness and know Him better, it seems to them less and less possible not to love Him with the most ardent, enthu- siastic, and exclusive love, and yet at the same time ex- perience is forcing upon them the unwelcome conviction that they know not one-tenth part of the wickedness of bad men, or of the criminal inadvertence of those who profess to acknowledge the sovereignty of God. The world has many trades and many tasks for its many sons ; but there is one daily labor which it seems to add to all of them, the effort to put away from its children the remembrance that they are creatures, in order that they may the more un- doubtingly forget that they have a Creator. blessed be the goodness of God, for giving us the grace to remember Ilim ; for out of that grace will all others come ; and thrice 7 I 98 WHAT IT IS TO HATE A CREATOR. blessed be His infinite compassion for the further grace of loving Him, and of yearning to make others love Him more ! It follows from what has been said that there cannot be much question as to the extent of our service of God, or the degree in which we are to serve Him. If He is our last end, then his service is that one thing needful of which our Lord spoke in the Gospel. With all our heart, with all our mind, with all our soul, and with all our strength — it must be thus, and only thus, that we should serve our Creator ; for any service short of this, or short of a real efi"ort to make it this, would be disloyalty to His infinite majesty and goodness. But in what way, or in what spirit, are we to serve God? This question also appears to be settled, without any further argument or appeal, by our own idea of what it is to have a Creator. It is plain that the kind of worship which we pay to Him must be some- thing of the following description. It must be an easy ser- vice, as w^ell because of His immense compassion as because of our unhappy weakness. It w^ould be doing a dishonor to His goodness to suppose He has made the way to His favour difficult, or that He does not efficaciously desire to save countless, countless multitudes of His fallen creatures. It would be an unfilial irreverence to our most dear and loving Creator to imagine that His service would not be easy and delightful. But it must not only be the easiest of services, it must be the noblest also. We must not offer to God except of our best. It must be the noblest, as for Him who is noble beyond word or thought, and it must be the noblest as ennobling us who serve Him and making us more like Himself. It must be the happiest of services. For what is God but infinite beatitude and eternal joy ? His life is joy. All that is bright and happy comes from Him. Were it not for Plim, there w^ould be no gladness, either in WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 99 heaven or on earth. There can be nothing melancholy, nothing gloomy, nothing harsh, nothing unwilling, in our service of such a Father and Creator. Our worship must be happy in itself, happy in look and in expression, happy in blitheness and in promptitude and in beautiful decorum ; and it must also be such a worship, as while it gladdens the tenderness of God and glorifies His paternal fondness, shall also fill our souls with that abounding happiness in Him, which is our main strength in all well-doing and in all holy suffering. It must be a service also which calls out and occupies the whole of man. There mast not be a sense of our bodies, nor a faculty of our minds, nor an affection of our hearts, not a thing that we can do, nor a thing that we can suffer, but this service must be able to absorb it and trans- form it into itself. We must not only worship God always, but the whole of us must worship God. Our very distrac- tions must be worship, and we must have some kind of worship which will enable them so to be. Thus it must be an obvious service, one which at the very first sight shall strike a creature as reasonable and fitting ; and in order to be so, it must be such a service as a creature would wish to have rendered to himself. It must have that in it which alone makes any service graceful or acceptable. But as our wants are many, our feelings manifold, and our duties multiplied, our service of the Creator must be one which includes all possible services, expresses all our numerous relations with Him, satisfies all His claims upon us, at least in some degree, and has power to impetrate for us the many and various supplies of our diversified necessities. It must be a service also, which in a sense shall compre- hend God, and embrace the Incomprehensible. It must honor all His perfections, and all of them at once, even while it sees God, rather as Himself universal perfection, than as having any distinct perfections. It must not wor- 100 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. ship His mercy to the detriment of His justice, or His sim- plicity to the injury of His beauty: it must not lose sight of His jealousy in His liberality, nor lightly esteem His sanctity because of His facility in pardoning. And it must settle all these difficulties in a practical way, the wisdom of which will be acknowledged as soon as it is stated, and which will not perplex our simple communion with God by subtleties and distinctions. It must be a service, whose direct effect must be union. It must have such a special power over the human soul, and at the same time so peculiarly prevail with God, as to join God and the soul together in the most mysterious and indissoluble union. For the creature tends to close union with the Creator, and union alone is the perfection of all true worship. Finally, this service or worship, as it is union, must last, and out- live, and take up into itself, and develop, and magnify all other graces. Moreover it must be something more than they are, something besides, which words cannot tell, but which will be an inconceivable and eternal gladness, brightening in our souls for ever more. Any service, either short of this or different from this, would plainly be unsuitable as an offering from the crea- ture to the Creator. It is implied in the very notion of creation ; for we cannot understand creation otherwise than as an act of eternal love. Our own idea of a Creator has already settled the question for us. We do not anticipate the least objection to any of the requirements specified above ; and numerous as they are, and differing in so many ways, there is one spirit, one worship, one temper, one act, one habit, one word, which at once satisfies all of them in the completest way possible to a finite creature. That one word is love. The creature cannot serve the Creator except with a service of love. Love is the soul of worship, the foundation of reverence, the life of good works, the remis- sion of sins, the increase of holiness, and the security of ^YUAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 101 final perseverance. Love meets the first of our require- ments ; for of all services it is the easiest. Its facility has passed into a proverb. It is also the noblest and the hap- piest of services, the noblest because it is the least mer- cenary, the happiest because it is the most voluntary. It is the only one which calls out and occupies the whole man ; and it is naturally a creature's obvious service ; for it is the only service which he would care to have rendered to himself. Love alone fulfils all the commandments at once, and is the perfection of all our duties. It is the only one which does not deny, or at least pretermit something in God. Fear, when exclusive, denies mercy, and fami- liarity weakens reverence, when the familiarity is not pro- foundly based on love ; whereas love settles the equalities and rights of all the attributes of God, enthrones them all, adores them all, and is nourished in exceeding gladness by them all. Love also, and alone, accomplishes union ; and while faith dawns into sight, and hope ends in everlasting contentment, love alone abides, as we said before, outliving, taking up into itself, developing, and magnifying all other graces, consummating at least that mystical oneness with God which the Saints have named Divine Espousals. Once more you must remember that we are not speaking of perfection, nor describing the heroism of the saints. We are saying nothing of voluntary austerities, nor of the love of sufi'ering, nor of the thirst for humiliations, nor of martyrdoms of charity, nor of silence under unjust accusa- tions, nor of a positive distaste for worldly things, nor of an impatience to be dissolved and be with Christ, nor of the hidden life, nor of the surrender of our own will by vows, nor of mortification of the judgment, nor of holy virginity, nor of evangelical poverty, nor of the supernatural myste- ries of the interior life, nor of the arduous and perilous paths of mystical contemplation. We are speaking only of what God has a right to, simply because He has created i2 102 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. US, of what we cannot with decency refuse, of what com- mon sense alone convinces us, and of what we must be practical atheists if we venture to withhold. And yet it amounts to our making the service of God our sole end, dignity, happiness, wisdom, interest, liberty, and reality ; and to our devoting ourselves to it out of love as the most obvious as well as the only sufficient worship of our Crea- tor. Simple as the statement seems, and unanswerable as it is in all its details, it comes to far more than men will ordinarily allow ; and yet if it proves itself as soon as it is propounded, what can we conclude except that men will not think of God, and that they have so long neglected to think of Him, that they never for one moment suspect either how little they know of Him or how utterly they neglect Him ? 0! who has not seen many men and many women, gliding quietly down the waters of life, full of noble sentiments and generous impulses, kind and self-for- getting, brave and chivalrous, without one flaw of mean- ness in their character, ardent, delicate, faithful, forgiving, and considerate, and yet — almost without God in the world ; though we are sure they would be just the persons to adorn His faith and name, if only it occurred to them to advert to either of the two sides of that childish truth, that we are creatures, and that we have a Creator? In concluding this chapter, even at the peril of repeating, we must once more allude to the evils which follow from not realizing what it is to have a Creator. In the first place it introduces wrong notions into practical religion. It gives an erroneous view of the mutual relations between God and ourselves, and substitutes lower motives, where higher ones would be not only more religious, but more easy also. It destroys the paternal character of God, and makes His sanctity obscure His tenderness instead of illus- trating and adorning it. It leads us to look upon God as an independent power who has, as it were, come down WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 103 upon us from without, and stands aloof from us, even while He governs us, and not as if we were from Him, and through Him, and in Him. It is as if He had conquered us rather than created us. Hence our submission is the submission of the conquered. We do not dispute His right of conquest, for our subjection is evidently complete, but we make the best terms we can with Him, and hold Him to the conditions on which we surrendered. It is as if His service were simply a sacrifice of ourselves to Him, an im- molation of ourselves to His surpassing glory, and not as if His interests were U9^ really the same as ours, His end, which is Himself, the same as ours, and our happiness wrapped up in His beatitude. It would be less unreason- able to look upon ourselves, if we could, as external to our- selves, as a foreign power with whom we were on a kind of armed neutrality, as an adverse interest to be suspected and watched, than to look upon God, as we must inevitably look upon Him, if we put out of view that He created us out of nothing. Dryness, weariness, reluctance, instabi- lity, and scantiness, in practical religion, are in a great measure the results of this forgetfulness that we have a Creator. Then again, has real piety a greater or a deadlier enemy than the popular ideas of enthusiasm ? If a person loses his taste for worldly amusements and blameless dissipa- tions, if he prefers the church to the theatre, early mass to lying in bed, almsgiving to fine dress, spiritual books to novels, visiting the poor to driving in the park, prayer to parties, he is forthwith set down as an enthusiast; and though people do not exactly know what enthusiasm is, yet they know that it is something inconceivably bad ; for it is something young people should be especially warned against, and above all pious people, as most needing such admonition. The mere word enthusiasm is a power in it- self; for it accuses, tries, condemns, and punishes a man 104 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. all at once. Nothing can be more complete. Yet, in the first place, dear reader, look over your numerous acquain- tance ; and tell us — whatever may be your notion of re- ligious enthusiasm — did you ever knov^r any one injured by it ? You have heard that it makes people mad : did you ever have one of your own friends driven mad by it? And while you condemned their enthusiasm, did you ever yourself get quite rid of a feeling that, however unfit it was for life, it would be far from an undesirable state to die in? In the next place, what is enthusiasm ? Dr. Johnson tells us that it is a "vain belief of private revelations:^' did any of your devout friends dream that they had had private revelations ? It is " a heat of imagination •/' did not your friends seem to grow cold rather than hot ? Were they not often tempted to go your way because it was pleasanter? Did they not find it hard to persevere in spiritual practices, and did they not embrace them, not at all from any imagination hot or cold, but simply because they thought it right, and because grace had begun to change their tastes ? It is " an exalta- tion of ideas :'' now were not the ideas of your friends, in any true sense of the word, rather depressed than ex- alted? Were they not more humble, more submissive, more obliging ; and whenever they were not so, did you not distinctly feel that they were acting inconsistently with their religious profession ? Were any of their ideas in any sense exalted, even of those which had most to do with their pious practices ? Were not even these ideas rather subdued than exalted ? These are Dr. Johnson's three definitions. They will not suit you. Do you mean then by enthusiasm, doing too much for God? You would not like to say so. Do you mean doing it in the wrong way? But is daily mass wrong, is almsgiving wrong, are spiritual books wrong, is visiting the poor wrong, is prayer wrong? Or will you say it is doing them instead of other things, which are not sinful ? Well ! but is not this tyranny ? A WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 105 man might answer, If an opera would be to me the most tiresome of penances, or a ball the most unendurable of wearinesses, why am I obliged to go? Or if I simply prefer prayer to the opera, or spiritual reading to the ball, why am I to have less liberty in gratifying my tastes than you in gratifying yours ? Do you mean that God spoils everything He touches, and is a mar-pleasure wherever He interferes ? The truth is that by enthusiasm men mean the being more religious than themselves. And this is an unpardonable offence ; for they are the standards of what is moderate, sober, rational, and reflective. Enthusiasm, in common parlance, has no other meaning. Whoever uses the word is simply making public confession of his own tepidity. Thus the whole popular standard of practical re- ligion is wrong and unfair, because it is fixed with reference to a false calculation ; and it is this Vv^hich leads to the popular fallacy about enthusiasm. If men realized more truly and more habitually what it is to have a Creator, and how much follows from that elementary truth as to the nature and amount of the service we owe Him, there can be no doubt they would assent to a far higher standard on the unsuspicious evidence of natural reason and common sense, than they will now concede to the arguments of spiritual books which are founded on higher motives, and appeal to a greater variety of considerations. The fact is that we only appreciate God\s goodness, in proportion as by His grace we become good ourselves ; and His goodness is so great and high and deep and broad, that it makes little impression upon the dulness of our spiritual sense, until it is quickened and sharpened with heavenly light. And thus, when we are low in grace, and unpractised in devotion, the simple truth that God is our Creator, and that a Creator necessarily implies what we have seen it implies, will come home to us with greater force, and make a more decided impression, than the complex consideration of the 106 WHAT IT IS TO HATE A CREATOR. further and higher mercies which God has so multiplied upon us that they almost seem to hide one another's brightness. No man would accuse his neighbor of enthu- siasm, which is a practical endeavor to lower the standard of his religious practice, if he saw that his practice already fell short of what plain common sense and decency require from a creature. But it is remarkable that it is not only the great multi- tude of men who would find their account, and in truth a thorough reform, in dwelling more habitually on what it is to be a creature and what it is to have a Creator. This is one of the points in which the extremes of holiness meet, its rawest beginnings with its highest perfection. The tendency of the spiritual life, especially in its more ad- vanced stages, is to simplify the operations of the soul. The variety of considerations, the crowd of reasons, the number of heightening circumstances, the reduplicated motives which characterise the arduous work of meditation, give place to a more austere unity, and a more simple me- thod, and a more fixed sentiment in the loftier practice of divine contemplation. The multiplicity of lights, which filled us with a very trouble of sweetness at the first, grow pale before the one fixed ray of heavenly light which beams upon us as we approach the goal. Hence we find that one common-place truth, which would seem tame and trivial in our meditations, is enough to a saint for long hours of ec- static contemplation. This is the reason why we are so often surprised at the apparently exaggerated esteem in which the saints have held certain spiritual treatises, that we in our lower and duller state have condemned as spiritless, or prosy, or uninteresting. The book is but one half the work. The interior spirit of the reader is the other and the better half. And it is this last in which we fail. Thus the very truths which we are considering in this treatise, what it is to be a creature and what it is to have a Creator, have no WHAT IT IS TO UA\E A CREATOR. 107 varied interest or exciting novelty, and yet it is just to these two elementary truths of Christian doctrine that the highest contemplatives return, with all the power of lifelong habits, and of intense prayer, with their intelligence purified by austerities which make us tremble, and with the seven gifts of the Holy Ghost, those mighty engines of spiritual enter- prise. Look at St. Francis Borgia, the saint of humility. It seems a less wonderful thing to raise the dead, than to spend, as he did, three hours daily in the absorbing and undistracted contemplation of his own nothingness. Is it easy to conceive how the three times sixty minutes were spent in the embrace of this single and so homely a truth ? One ascetical author tells us that it was when St. Francis of Assisi was at the very culminating point of his contem- plation that he cried out, " Who art Thou, Lord ! and who am I ? Thou art an abyss of essence, truth and glory, and I am an abyss of nothingness, vanity and miseries V^ Fa- ther Le Blanc tells us that chosen souls make much of this truth, and lay great stress on the meditation of it. The B. Angela of Foligno cried out in a loud voice, "0 unknown Nothingness ! unknown Nothingness ! I tell you with an entire certainty that the soul can have no better science than that of its own nothingness.^' Our Lord has Himself revealed His complacency in this practice of the saints. He said to St. Catherine of Siena, " Knowest thou, My daughter, who I am and who thou art ? Thou wilt attain blessedness by this knowledge. I am that I am, and thou art that which is not.'' St. Gertrude thought that of all God's miracles, the greatest was the fact that the earth con- tinued to endure such undeserving nothingness as hers. The common misapprehensions, which exist with regard to the doctrines of religious vocation, religious orders, and generally what is called priestcraft, may be enumerated also among the mischiefs resulting from the popular obli- vion of what it is to have a Creator. It would be difficult 108 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. to exaggerate the fearfulness of hindering a true vocation, especially when we consider how often, not the perfection only, but the actual salvation of the soul is compromised by its disobedience to the call. The doctrine of vocation rests upon the fact that we are creatures. God has an ab- solute right to us. It is our business to be where He wants us, and occupied in the work He specifies, and we have no right to be anywhere else, or otherwise engaged. He has ways of making this special will and purpose known to us, w^hich are examined and approved by His church. Now relatives and others often talk and act as if the question were to be decided by their narrow views and individual tastes. They say too many people are going into convents in these days, and that domestic circles are being drained of all their piety. There are not enough secular priests, therefore for the present we must have no more monks. Active orders are suited to the genius of the day ; therefore contemplative vocations are to be discouraged. They not only overlook the question of the person^s own salvation, but they forget that the whole matter turns on a fact. Has God, or has He not, called that particular person to that particular order ? If He has not, then we must come to that negative decision in the way the church indicates. If He has, then there is no more to be said. In either case, all those views about orders, and the wants of the present day, are very dangerously beside the purpose. They may at last come to this ; na}^, they often have come to this : — God wants your brother or your sister in one definite place : you want them in another; and, taking advantage of the natural indecision of their free will, you have got your way, and beaten God. A bitter victory ! If forcing vocations is wanton work, and if touting for vocations is the male- diction of religious orders, there is hardly any account a man had not better take to his Creator's judgment than one Avhich is laden with the spoiling or the thwarting of a WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 109 vocation. All this comes from not recognising the Creator's absolute right to His creature, and from not clearly per- ceiving that His will is the one only thing to be considered. The same may be said of the popular notions of priestcraft. It is enough to say of them, that they are never found apart from a dislike of the supernatural altogether, and an unea- siness and impatience of any interference on the part of God, or of any reference being made to Him. To the same forgetfulness of what it is to have a Creator may be attributed the wrong principles now so much in vogue, by which we regulate our intercourse with misbe- lievers. We look at them rather than at God, at their side of the question rather than His ; or it would be more true to say that we in reality do our best to betray their interests, because we do not look first at His. Those who realize what it is to be a creature and what it is to have a Creator, will never make light of any disturbance or interruption in the relations between the Creator and the creature. Every fraction of divine truth is worth more than all the world besides, and every rightful exercise of spiritual jurisdiction is of nobler and more lasting import than all the physical sciences will be when they have pushed their discoveries to the uttermost limits of their material empire. The spurious charity of modern times has stolen more converts from the church than any other cause. While it has deadened the zeal of the missionary, it has fortified the misbeliever in his darkness and untruth, and stunted or retarded in the convert that lively apprecia- tion of the value of the gift of faith, upon which it would appear that his spiritual advancement exclusively depends. The ancient fathers of the Church seemed to have looked in different ways at the two bodies of men which then lay outside the fold, the heathen and the heretics. They re- garded the heathen with horror, indeed, yet still rather with compassion than dislike. They contemplated them 110 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. as their own future conquest, the raw material out of which by the preaching of the Gospel they were to build up an empire for their Lord. They were to them monsters of ignorance rather than monsters of perversity ; and with kindliness and yearning, they found no diflBiCulty in detest- ing the falsehood while they clung tenderly to those who were astray. But they looked on heretics in a very diffe- rent way. It was less easy to separate their errors from themselves. They had received the truth, and had cor- rupted it ; and a direct, schismatical, and personal hostility to the church actuated them. They had mixed the doctrine of devils with the pure Gospel. They had been guilty of personal treason to Jesus. As Judas was more odious than Pilate, so were they more hateful than the heathen. Hence, amidst all their charity and patience and sweetness, the elder Christians looked on heresy with a sternness of spirit which did not actuate them towards the heathen. St. John would not enter the building where Cerinthus was: we find no such thing recorded of him in his intercourse with those who worshipped Diana of the Ephesians. We have no difficulty in recognising the difference between the two cases, and in understanding the grave charity of the apos- tle of love. The whole truth, even when preached ungently and with forwardness, is a more converting thing than half the truth preached winningly, or an error condescended to out of the anxiety of mistaken love. We trust it will not seem a paradox to say, that the great mass and multitude of the English people are to be re- garded rather as heathen than as heretics, and are there- fore entitled to the more kindly view which the ancient fathers took of those without the fold. So far they are in better case than the heathen, because they possess, at the least implicitly, a belief in so many of the principal doc- trines of the Christian faith. The present generation, we epeak of them in the mass, have no determinate choice of WHAT IT IS TO HA YE A CREATOR. Ill error rather than truth, do self-will, no obstinate, perverse adherence to the principles of a sect. They have no per- sonal hostility to the church ; and the national war-cry of No Popery is no real proof to the contrary. Their reli- gious errors are the traditions of their forefathers, and they know no others. They know nothing of the catholic church. Their ideal church is very like it, though it falls below the reality. But the actual church they have been taught to believe is the enemy of God, and Jesus Christ, and the souls of men. They have no more notion that such a state of things exists on the surface of the earth as we know the inside of the catholic church to be, than they know how the angels spend their time, or what the glory of the third heaven is like. They look on us, as an old heathen did, who believed that Christians met early in the morning to slay infants and to eat their flesh ; and of such sort is their honest conviction. Furthermore the consequence of their misbelief has been a total misconception of God, a miscon- ception really rather than an ignoring of Him. They have the word God, and an idea attached to the word, and a sense which goes along with the idea ; but, if we may so speak, He is as much a different God from ours, as the old Christian's Father of our Lord Jesus Christ was from the Jupiter Tonans of the poor heathen, or the Primal Cause of the proud philosopher. Hence, while we can neither compromise nor conceal the truth, we may look with the kindest compassion on our fellow-countrymen, as our future conquest, as the raw materials for an ardent host of Chris- tians, as poor wanderers in darkness who want to be taught rather than controverted, and who above all things desire to have their sins forgiven, if they only knew the way. But one word, one look, which goes to show that being in the Church and being out of the Church are not as fearfully far asunder as light from darkness, as Christ from Belial, will rob God of more souls than a priest's life of preaching 112 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. or a saint^s life of prayer has won. It is an old proverb that the worst of all corruptions and counterfeits is the corruption and counterfeit of that which is most excellent. If charity then, both in heaven and on earth, both for time and for eternity, is the most excellent of gifts, how sad must be the desolation, how wide the ruin, how incurable the wound, of spurious charity, which satisfies its own worth- less good-nature at the expense of God's truth and its neigh- bour's soul ? By far the greater number of objections which are urged against the catholic doctrines have their root in this oblivion of the respective positions of creature and Creator. And this is equally true of the difficulties which sometimes haunt and harass catholics themselves, and of difficulties which seem to prevent another from receiving the teaching of the church at all. If we remove from the objections urged against the Incarnation, or against the Blessed Sacra- ment, or against the doctrine of grace, all those which are founded in an inadequate view of God, or are derogatory to His perfections as reason represents them, or to His rights as implied in the very fact of His being our Creator, very little indeed will be left to answer. Neither would it be difficult to show that most of the misconceptions about catholic devotions and practices have their rise from the same copious fountain. All worldliness comes from it. Who would be worldly if he always remembered the world was God's world, not his ? And as to sin, it must of neces- sity be either a forgetfulness of what it is to have a Creator, or a revolt against Him. But — we speak now to more loving souls, — there is an- other mischief which comes from the same error. In all ages of the world it has been a temptation to good and thoughtful men, and the speculations of modern philosophy have perhaps now increased the number, to take inadequate views of God's love. Nothing is more fatal to the soul, nor WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. 113 more dishonorable to God. The world, with the sun extin- guished, and the hideous black moon whirling round our benighted planet, is but a feeble picture of what life be- comes to a susceptible conscience which puts God's love of man too low. Take what views we will of grace, it must come to this, that the immensity of God's love is our only- security. Because He is our Creator, He must love us ; His love must be immense ; He must efficaciously desire the salvation of every one of His rational creatures ; He must judge every single soul that maliciously eludes the embrace of his merciful longing, and escapes from Him into outer darkness ; He must do all but offer violence to our free will in order to save us ; His own glory must be in the multitude who are saved and in the completeness of their salvation. Xay, on our view as Scotists, He was incarnate because He was our Creator, and He is with us in the Blessed Sacra- ment because He is our Creator. Even if we take the Thomist view that the Incarnation and the Blessed Sacra- ment were a second love, and because of sin, that second love came out of the first love wherewith He created us out of nothing. True it is that we have no name for the feel- ing with which one must regard a being whom we have called out of nothing, we may call it paternal love, or by the name of any other angelic or human love ; and yet we know that it must be a feeling far transcending, in height,, and depth, and comprehensiveness, in kind, endurance, and degree, all loving ties which we can conceive. Surely when reason tells us all was meant in love, and that He who meant that love was God, we may well trust Him for de- tails which we cannot understand, or for apparent contra- dictions which should not make a son's heart fail or his head doubt. Oh ! uncertain and distrustful soul. God be with you in those not disloyal misgivings, which ailment of body or turn of mind seem to make in your case inevi- table. The mystery of Creation is the fountain of your 8 k2 114 WHAT IT IS TO HAVE A CREATOR. pains. As it has been your poison, so take it as youi remedy. Meditate long, meditate humbly, on what it is to have a Creator, and comfort will come at last. If broad daylight should never be yours on this side the grave, He will hold your feet in the twilight that they shall not stumble, and at last with all the more love, and all the more speed as well, He will fold you to His bosom who is Him- self the light eternal. BOOK II. %\t ^iiiUnltU& al CratibJ f ant. (1X5) THE CREATOR AND THE CREATURE. BOOK II. THE DimCULTIES OF CREATIVE LOVE. CHAPTER I. WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. Quid ergo tibi aeessit ad bonuia quod tu tibi es, etiamsi ista, vel om- nino nulla essent, vel informia remanerent, quae non ex indigentia fecisti, sed plenitudine bonitatis tuse ? — St. Augustin. A CHiLD^s first sight of the ocean is an era in his life. It is a new world without him, and it awakens a new world within him. There is no other novelty to be compared with it, and after life will bring nothing at all like it. A rapid multitude of questions rush upon the mind; yet the child is silent, as if he needed not an answer to any of them. They are beyond answering; and he feels that the sight itself satisfies him better than any answer. Those great bright outspread waters ! the idea of God is the only echo to them in his mind ; and now henceforth he is a different child, because he has seen the sea. So is it with us when we sit by the ocean of creative love. Questions throng upon us ; problems start up on all sides ; mysteries intersect each other. Yet so long as we are children, are childlike in heart and spirit, the questions (117) 118 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. are not difficulties. Either they answer themselves, or they do not need an answer, like questions which are exclama- tions only; or we would rather not have an answer, lest peradventure some high thing should be lowered or some holy thing be made common. To gaze — to gaze is all we desire. The fact, that so much is mystery to us, is no trouble. It is love. That is enough. We trust it. "We would almost rather it was not made plainer. It might be darker if it were. Whereas now, though it is indistinct, it is tranquillizing also, like the beauty of a summer night. We have thoughts which cannot be put into words, but it seems to us as if they more than answered all difficulties. How the broad waters flow and shine, and how the many- headed waves leap up to the sun and sparkle, and then sink down into the depths again, yet not to rest; and, placid as the azure expanse appears, how evermore it thunders on the hard white sand, and fringes the coast with a bewitching silver mist ! Why should we ever stir from where we are ? To look on the sea seems better than to learn the science of its storms, the grandeur of its stead- fastness, or the many moods of its beautiful mutabilities. The heathen called the sea-spirit father. There was much in the thought. But v;hen we cease to be children and to be childlike, there is no more this simple enjoyment. We ask questions, not because we doubt, but because, when love is not all in all to us, we must have knowledge, or we chafe and pine. Then a cloud comes between the sun and the sea, and that expanse of love, which was an undefined beauty, a confused magnificence, now becomes black and ruffled, and breaks up into dark wheeling currents of pre- destination, or mountainous waves of divine anger and judicial vengeance; and the white surf tells us of many a sunken reef, where we had seen nothing but a smooth and glossy azure plain, rocking gently to and fro, as un- .ruffled as a silken banner. WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 119 We shall be children once again, and on the same shore, and we shall then never leave it more, and we shall see down into the crystal depths of this creative love, and its wide waters will be the breadth and measure of our joy, and its glancing splendor will be the light of our eternal life, and its soft thunder will be the endless, solemn, thrill- ing music of our beatitude. happy we ! but we must be changed first of all, and perchance by fire ! But we must not altogether cease to be childlike, when we begin to ask and answer questions. Pride can under- stand nothing about God. We may question, then, but it must be in faith and trust and love, content with half an answer when more cannot be given, and to be left without answer at all, when the heights of God's goodness soar beyond all vision but that of faith, whose prerogative it is, in some sense, to equal and to comprehend its Giver and its Author. "We have endeavored, so far, to get some idea of what it is to be a creature, and of what it is to have a Creator ; and it seems to have taken many words to explain those simple things. Our next step must be to ask and answer, as well as we can, five questions which concern so many wonders of Divine Lore ; and we shall then be in a con- dition to examine certain phenomena in the actual life of the world, which seem at variance with our doctrines. Thus, speaking generally, the present treatise may be said to have three parts. The first, which stated the case, and which was concluded in the last chapter: the second, which is concerned with the five mysteries of the relation between the Creator and the creature, and which will occupy this and the next four chapters : and the third, which deals with certain objections from the state of things in the world, and which will occupy the ninth, tenth, and eleventh chapters. After which, nothing will be left but to close the work, and leave it to the blessing of God and St. Mat- 120 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. thew, under whose invocation we have ventured to place it, and to the judgment and reflection of the reader. The five questions now to be asked, are as follows : 1. Why God should wish us to love Him ; 2. Why He Himself should love us ; 3. What sort of love we have for Him ; 4. In what way we repay His love for us ; and, 5. In what way He repays our love of Him. They are all abysses of creative love, and wonders which make us wiser even when they refuse to give up the secrets which they contain. We have, therefore, now to inquire why it is that God wishes us to love Him. At first sight, it seems one of those facts which are so very obvious that we never think of ask- ing the reason of them. But, on reflection, this old and commonplace fact unfolds so much that is strange and wonderful, that we almost unconsciously ask ourselves, if we are quite clear of the fact, if it is really so completely beyond all doubt that God wishes us to love Him. The difficulties, which make us begin almost to doubt the fact, are some such as these. That God should wish us to love Him, appears to imply some sort of want in Him. A desire is a kind of confession of imperfection ; and, according to the strength of the desire, so is the appear- ance of imperfection and incompleteness. Yet we know, that, to attribute any sort of want to the Creator would be simple blasphemy. Thou art my God, says the psalmist, because Thou desirest none of my goods. But our love is our greatest good, the affections of our heart are the noblest of our possessions, and God, we are told, earnestly desires to have them. Besides, if we once grant this fact, we are led into a further difficulty. For, immediately, this fact assumes such an importance, that it becomes the interpre- tation of all God's doings. Almost all we know of Him has at once to be resolved into this desire. A hundred other difficulties come up, and claim to be explained in the same way. We cannot conceive of God except as our WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 121 Creator, nor of our Creator except as our Father ; for creation is unintelligible, unless it is defined to be a Free Act of Eternal Love, and then everything He does is the act of a Father, and is to be understood by the fact of our being His sons. We see that God cannot, simply because He is God, be moderately good to us. If we grant that He cares for us at all, then forthwith we see, that He must care for us so very much, that the vision of it tries our faith. So God cannot desire our love with a weak and indifferent desire. If He desires it at all, He must desire it with all the might of His ever-blessed perfections, and it requires strong faith and stronger love to look at this consequence, and not draw back before its seeming auda- city. If He reveals Himself to us at all, it is because He wants us to serve Him ; and as we saw in the last chapter, He being what He is and we being what we are, the creature cannot serve the Creator with any other than a service of love. This is what the Church means when she tells us, that without some love in our repentance, we are incapable of absolution. If He gives us positive precepts or an ac- ceptable ceremonial, it is as a way to Him, because He would fain secure our love. If He sends His Son to save sinners, it is because He vouchsafes to appear as if He can- not make up His mind to lose the love of men. If He takes us to Himself in heaven, it is that He may have us with Him, and feed His glory on our love. For we creatures cannot be His end : His end must be Himself, and nothing can exist except for His glory. If He detains us in pur- gatory, it is to multiply earth^s harvest of love, and to make a greater profit on imperfect souls. If, dread thought ! He lays us in the hopeless dismal deep of fire, it is because we have frustrated His yearnings, and refused Him the love He vouchsafed so incomprehensibly to covet. But this is not all. He seems to forget that He is God, L 122 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. because of the greatness of this desire. His ever-blessed Majesty will forgive us words of this sort, by which alone we can force upon our dull hearts the conviction of the im- mensity of His love. He appears to deny His own nature and greatness in order to obtain our love. Is the facility of pardon consistent with the rigor of His vindictive jus- tice, or with the spotlessness of His overwhelming sanctity ? Is it easy to see how He should require the unspeakable sufferings of our dearest Lord, and should take them as an expiation for the sins of others, and for sins that were not to be committed till hundreds of years had come and gone ? Is it easy to see why baptised infants should be admitted to enjoy the Beatific Vision, or to reconcile with our notions of right that he who came to toil only at the eleventh hour should receive the same wages with him who had borne the burden and heat of the day ? Does God seem to legis- late so much for His justice, or His sanctity, or His dignity, as for procuring the greatest number of souls to love Him, and for rendering the harvest of redemption as enormous as the perversity of our free-will allows ? There is a further difficulty in the unintelligible value which He seems to set upon our love. Think of what our love is like, and of what good it can possibly be to God, and then conceive its being worth the price He paid for it on Calvary 1 Yet if we do not suppose it was worth it, we bring a charge against His wisdom, as if the Incarnation and the Passion were gratuitous and exaggerated. And it is no answer to say that it was all for our sakes, and rather a proof of His love for us, than of His desire for our love. For we must continually bear in mind what sound theology teaches us, that God alone can be His own end, and not we creatures. He can only bless us for His own glory. It is His perfection, that He must needs seek Himself in all things. He would not be God, if it were not so. We can hardly conceive of God creating, if He did not set a WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 123 value upon His own creation. Yet we could not bring our- selves to believe that God set any value upon a few millions of round orbs, or on their velocity, or on their fidelity to their orbits, or to their eccentricities, or to the mere vast- ness of sidereal space, or to the various structure of matter, or to the threads of metal in the bowels of the mountains, or to the vivifying force of the solar ray, or to the gigantic play of the ubiquitous electricity, or to fine trees, or to clear lakes, or to sylvan dells, or to the outlines of a sea coast, or to the gorgeousness of sunsets, or to the pomp of storms, or to anything whatever of that sort. Even we creatures should feel that we were lowering Him in our own estimation, if we thought that He set a value upon, or took pains with, or had an interest in, such things as these. Yet we are told that He does distinctly set a value on the spirits of angels and the hearts of men. Man is the end of the material world, but God alone is the end of man. Physical philosophers can love strata of rock, or the distri- bution of plants, or a peculiar fauna, or the habits of earth- quakes, or the occultations of stars, or the physical geo- graphy of the sea, or the delicacies of chemistry, more than they love the hearts of men, the slaves of the south, or the inmates of a hospital. But God cannot do so. All His own material creation is worthless to Him in comparison with one peasant's heart, or with one child's first serious prayer. He has given away, with the indifi'erence of inter- minable wealth, all the rest of His creation ; but hearts He has kept for Himself, and will not even share them, much less surrender them. Yet where is their value ? What is finite love to an Infinite Beatitude ? Keally it is not easy to see. Yet can we doubt that it is something, and some- thing very precious in His eyes to whom all things else are nothing worth ? One dijficulty more. What is the meaning of that sur- passing joy which human love causes in God ? Surely this 124 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. is a profound mystery. The life of God is joy, joy illimit- able, joy ineffable, joy unimaginable, joy eternal. The whole bewildering immensity of angelical and human joy is but a tiny drop out of the boundless ocean of the joy of God. What a variety of joys there are in each human heart. No two of these joys are exactly the same. They differ as one note differs from another note in music. They make new joys by new combinations. Different scenes, different phases of life, different ages, all diversify the throng of joys which one human heart can experience. Yet no two hearts are exactly alike ; so that the multitu- dinous joys of the heart are to be multiplied by the myriads and myriads of hearts, dead, alive, or yet unborn. Now every one of these joys has its representative in the simple plenitude of the joy of God. But what are human joys to joys angelical ? Yet they too are all but a manifold um- brage of the one joy of God. The joys of the animal crea- tion, their joy in health and strength, in light and air, in cold and heat, in wet and dry, in their sweet songs or their loud wars, in their speed of flight or their spring of muscle, in tending their young or tearing their prey, all are shadows, lowest, dimmest, faintest, poorest shadows of the joy of God. And who is sufficient to compute these things ? And what if the joys of the Immaculate Heart of the Divine Mother are to be reckoned also, and those of that Sacred Heart which the Person of the Word deluged with its oil of gladness, and yet left it human still? Yet when we have got so far, we can hardly be said to have begun. Who can tell the joy of the Father in His Innasci- bility, or the joy of the Son in His eternal and perpetual Generation, or the joy of the Holy Ghost in His everlasting and incessant Procession from the Father and the Son? The Jubilee of the Father and the Son is Himself: not a thing or a perception, but an eternal Person, Himself the illimitable Limit of the illimitable God. Who will dare to WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 125 picture to himself the awful and majestic jubilation of the August Trinity in the Threefoldness of Persons and the Unity of Essence ? God^s joy in His own Oneness, — who can look at it except either he be stricken with an ecstasy of rapture, or be dissolved in tears of believing love ? And is all this not enough? Is God seeking joy, more joy, joy elsewhere? And is it joy in creatures, created joy? Can His own joy hold more, can it grow, can it receive, can it want ? If not, why break the silence of eternity to create, why this hunting after human love, why this ardent patient pursuit after sinful hearts, why this joy over returning sinners, why this preciousness in His sight of the death of His saints ? We may indeed ask, why : but can we give an answer ? heaven and earth ! angels and men ! "What a Being God is 1 What a joy it is to be a creature ! What a glory to have a Creator ! What is to be done with all these difficulties ? One thing is plain. We need not try to answer them. St. Thomas himself, if he rose from the dead, could not answer them. But there is one thing to be observed about them, and it is this. While they are such difficulties as make us doubt whether God really does desire our love, they are at the same time irrefragable proofs of the fact that He does de- sire it, and that He desires it with a most mysterious inten- sity. They prove the fact, if they do not account for it ; and they prove it in such a way as that we need not have it accounted for, in order to receive it. For we can have no doubt about the fact. But can we approximate to a solution of the problem ? Can we throw any kind of light upon the mystery ? Can we diminish the difficulties which we confessedly are unable to answer ? This must be our next endeavour ; and whether we succeed or not, we shall at least gain a great amount of additional evidence to the fact that God does desire our love. We have our misgivings whether we shall do more than this. l2 126 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. Let us look first of all at the kingdom of nature, whether Divine, angelical, or human, and see if it does not disclose to us reasons why God should so yearn for the affection of human hearts. One reason why it is impossible for us to comprehend the Divine Nature, or even to make an imagi- nary picture of it, is its extreme and adorable simplicity. Properly speaking God has no perfections. He is Himself His own one sole perfection, the perfection of perfections. What we call the divine perfections are only our imperfect ways of approaching towards a true idea of Him. Never- theless we are capable of considering Him as not our Crea- tor, and then again as our Creator. We know that although God is immutable, still there was a time when He had not created us, and again a time when He had created us. Or if we consider that He had always created us in His own mind, still we can, from what He has been pleased to tell us of Himself, conceive of Him as being without any crea- tures at all. As a world is the largest thing we know of, a cosmos, an order, a beauty, all on the vastest scale, so we may dream of the great God as fourteen worlds in Himself, of surpassing beauty and variety, yet all without limit and circumscription, and one, absolutely one in their own sim- plicity, although fourteen in our conceptions. Four of these worlds seem — remember how utterly short of the mark, and beside it, human words are in the matter — to contain the inmost life of God. We call them His Infinity, His Immensity, His Immutability, and His Eter- nity. They are at once conditions of His Essence, and of all the perfections which we can attribute to His Essence. Around them stand four other worlds, of ravishing loveli- ness enough to separate body and soul if we might see them uncloudedly. They are Omnipotence, Wisdom, Per- fection, which is the natural goodness of God, and Sanctity, which we may call His moral goodness. Now in these eight worlds there is not necessarily any respect to crea- WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 127 tures. They belong to the eternal Self-sufficiency of God independent of any creation whatever. They furnish us with no reason at all why God should desire our love. On the contrary they are so magnificently self-sufficing, so adorably complete, that they are rather so many arguments against the existence of any such unfathomable desire. Around these eight worlds are six other worlds, to be mentioned only with the wondering humility of filial and more than filial love, worlds which concern ourselves and are colored by our destinies, worlds in which we ourselves also dwell from eternity, and which are at this hour, and will be evermore, our only country and our only home. They are the Divine Benignity, Dominion, Providence, Mercy, Justice, and that perfection of God which we call His being the Last End of all things. If God were to be conceived without creatures, nothing can be added to the first eight worlds, and nothing taken from them, without His ceasing to be God. If He be conceived as with crea- tures, as He is actually, then the addition of anything to the whole fourteen worlds, or the subtraction of anything from them, would inevitably alter our idea of God. We may use many other great words of Him, but the meaning of them, the excellence intended by them, is already im- plied and included in one of the fourteen worlds. Now the very existence of these six worlds in God of itself will furnish us with most overwhelming proofs of His desire that we should love Him. Yet it does not appear that it in any way accounts for the existence of that desire. And the fact that this desire is founded in the very nature of God, and the very immensity of His perfection, is the more overwhelming when we reflect that, although we can by an arbitrary act of our imagination, conceive God to be without creatures, yet that in point of fact He never was so, as He had created the world in His own mind from the 128 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. beginning ; and thus the idea of Creator, and consequently of all that it implies, is inseparable from Him. The eternity of God before creation is a collection of mysteries, which it is vain for us to sound. In what way His decrees, enclosed in His own mind, ministered to His glory, or gave exercise to His mercy or His justice or His providence, why the primal creation of the angels took place as soon as it did, or why it did not take place sooner, why He, — not broke, not interrupted, not disturbed, all that is impossible — but why He superadded to, the tranquil self-sufficiency of that eternity, not the effort, not the toil, but the fulfilling of His will, in the act of creation, whether the absence of a heaven full of rational and beatified wor- shippers could in any sense at all add anything to the un- created solitude of the Three Divine Persons, whether their foreseen worship in His mind, to whom there is no past or future, but only one active unsuccessive present, was pre- cisely the same to Him as its actual existence external to Himself, how it was that this worship did not in any way illustrate or beautify God's perfection in His own esteem, — what can we say of all these things than that they are be- yond us : and yet also that they make us feel how astonish- ingly intimate to God is His desire of His creature's love ? Surely in this wide field of colossal miracles, here is fresh proof of the desire, fresh example of its intensity, yet no solution of the enigma. We have nothing to do here with theological disputes regarding the order of the Divine Decrees. We know that none could have any precedence or priority in respect of time. Their order could be only that of dignity and emi- nence. But what a fountain of affectionate thoughts, tljoughts honorable to God in the highest degree, is opened up in the dark depths of His mysterious predestination. We know that God is free, and that nothing can impair the spotlessness of His transcendent liberty. Yet how can we WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 129 conceive otherwise of predestination than as God binding Himself, putting conditions, like fetters, on His own royal and everlasting liberty ; and for our sakes, out of love of us, in order to have our love? Inconceivable mystery! how can we believe it without a very miracle of grace and infused faith ? Men talk as if it was their liberty which suffered in the act of predestination. Nay, rather it is the liberty of God. Wayward men ! as if we were to be always suspecting God, always on our guard against Him, as if He could be- claiming our liberty, who has already given us His glory to make as free with almost as we please ! How can that act injure our liberty, when without it, we should not even have had life ? We owe our liberty to our life, and our life to God's predestination. We are free as air, only too free, all things considered. But it has puzzled the wisest understandings of mankind to see how the mag- nificent liberty of God rests unimpaired by the prodigal compassions of His eternal predestination. But it was as if a necessity were upon Him. Hive me children or I die, said the impetuous Rachel, longing to be a mother. So, at all costs, God must have creatures to love Him, sons to honor and to serve Him and to keep Him immortal com- pany. At any cost He must have created love, over which to outpour Himself with a stupendous communication of uncreated love, complacency, and joy. Hence, who does not see that he predestined all men, together with all angels, to be saved; and yet, by that decree. He left their freedom unimpaired ? Before — we are speaking as words compel us — before He had foreseen aught else, and moved only by the excess of his own un- speakable goodness, He decreed to create the natures of angels and men, simply that He might raise them to the vision of Himself, and to participate in His beatitude. He chose no certain number, so as to exclude others. In the adorably real sincerity of His own will. He would have all 9 130 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. men, and all angels, saved, and was ready to give, to each and all, the necessary graces. Hence, also, came that marvellous determination of superabundant love, to create both angels and men in a state of grace, that they might the more readily attain to their supernatural end. Then, vi'hen He foresaw the free and wilful demerits of some, and the free loyal correspondence to grace in others, there was no energy in that prevision to secure the condemnation of the first, while His mercy rejoiced already to adorn and set aside the crowns for the second. Nor was it, as we sup- pose, until after this prevision, that there was any absolute election or reprobation. And thus man's liberty was se- cured throughout ; and the result is, that of all the multi- tudes of those who are lost, not one can attribute his ruin to any predetermining act of God, but simply to their own efforts to free themselves from the solicitudes of His grace ; while, of all the countless souls and spirits of the blessed, there is not one who does not owe his joy to the eternal predestination of His Maker. And what is all this, but another set of evidences to prove the greatness of God^s desire to have our love, while it still leaves deep down in the abyss of His goodness the reason of this desire ? If we consider the arrangements of creation and natural preservation, we shall see that they, in like manner, testify to the Creator's desire to excite our love. It is impossible to make too much of the fact, that both angels and men were created in a state of grace. Then, again, there is a sort of superabundance in our natural gifts. AYe have so many more than seem absolutely necessary to our dis- charging the duties for which we came into the world. Life is itself an intense pleasure ; so much so, that men prize it above all other things. The most miserable of men will hardly part without reluctance with the simple power of living. All our natural gifts, also, are so constructed as to be avenues of enjoyment and delight. There is not WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 131 a sense, in whose exercise there is not a keenness and a peculiarity of satisfaction, of which those who lack that sense can form no adequate conception. It requires a soul, either in the strength of its first integrity or in the vigor of supernatural grace, to hold us back from being swept away by the might of sensual pleasure. The exercise of the various faculties of the mind, also open out new sources of the strangest delight and the most thrilling happiness. We can think of and count up a score of different plea- sureable feelings consequent on the use of our minds, not one of which we can adequately describe in words. What, then, shall we say of the romance and nobility of the affections of our hearts, those very hearts God so much covets? Almost as many loves grow in the soil of the heart, as there are wines in the vineyards of the earth ; and has not the whole world many a time gone wild with their intoxication ? So, also, in the adaptation of material nature to our dominion, everything is characterized by excessive profu- sion, by unnecessary beauty. Everything, almost, has a sweetness beyond and beside its own proper function. The heathen talked of Mother Earth; and truly God has filled her teeming bosom with the milk of more than a mother's kindness. Whether she feeds, or heals, or soothes, or inspires, or simply wins us by the lustre of her physical beauty, she is ever doing more than she promises, and enhances her gifts by the fondness of her ministrations. There is something to make us tremble to see with what fineness of balance, with what nicety of restraint, our Creator tames the huge elements in our behalf, and makes us live at ease amid the bewildering vastness of their ope- rations, and close by the uneasy laboratories of their titanic power. Everywhere, and for our sakes. He governs, not through the catastrophies of violent power, but through the meekness of a patient and a pleasant uniformity. 132 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. Here is fresh demonstration that He craves our love, and no reason given but the blessed one of his free benignant will. Once more, before we leave the kingdom of nature, let us look at the way in which the Bible discloses Him to us in successive dispensations. He plants an Eden for his new-made creatures, and then comes to them Himself; and the evenings of the young world are consecrated by fami- liar colloquies between the creatures and their Creator. He tests their love by the lightest of precepts ; and, when they have broken it, clear above the accents of a strangely moderate anger, are heard the merciful promises of a Sa- viour. Then come centuries of mysterious strife, like Jacob wrestling with God by the tinkling waters of the midnight stream. No sin seems to weary Him. No way- wardness is a match for the perseverance of His love. Merciful and miraculous interventions are never wanting. No gifts are thought too much or too good, if the creatures will but condescend to take them. On the Mesopotamian sheep-walks, in the Egyptian brick-fields, in the palm- spotted wilderness, among the vineyards of Engaddi, by the headlong floods of harsh Babylon, it is always the same. God cannot do without us. He cannot afi'ord to lose our love. He clings to us ; He pleads with us ; He punishes only to get love, and stays His hand in the midst; He melts our hearts with beautiful complainings ; He mourns like a rejected lover or a suspected friend ; He appeals to us with a sort of humility which has no parallel in human love. What a character of God we should draw from the Bible only! and what would it all come to, but that to win the love of His creatures was the ruling passion of the Creator ? Oh ! horrible beyond all horrors must the heart be that will not love God, that particular God of the Bible, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ ! God desiring, and man withholding, WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 133 and then God getting, as it were, by stealth or by caress, less than a tithe of His due from less than a tithe of His creation, and then as it were spreading Himself out in a kind of joyous triumph at his success, — is not this a truthful compendium of the Bible history? If from nature we turn to grace, we shall find that the whole resolves itself into a loving pursuit of souls on the part of God. "We shall meet there the same evidence of the fact with as little solution of the difficulty. The king- dom of grace, if it is not founded on the permission of evil, seems at least to imply it ; and the permission of evil is nothing less than the intense desire of the Creator for the love of His creatures. Surely that is the whole account of this terrific mjstery. At what a price must He estimate the love of angels and of men, if He would run so fearful a risk to gain it ? Nay, it could be no risk to Him whose foreknowledge made all things present to Him. Every possible, as well as every actual, consequence of that permission was vividly before Him, and yet He persisted. It was worth while. It was for His glory, and His glory is our inestimable good. If evil was not per- mitted, angels and men would not be free. If they were not free, they could not serve Him with a service of love ; for freedom is necessary to love. They, whom the sight of Him now confirms in holiness for evermore, would not have won their crowns, and therefore a heaven of saints ready made from the beginning would not in fact have been a service of free allegiance and voluntary love. Yet what a fearful venture, rather what an appalling certainty, was that permission of evil. The All-merciful saw before Him the burning abyss, so sadly populous. It was to Him a vision of more unutterable horror than it could be even to the capacious soul of Mary or the keen intelligence of Michael. Yet onwards He drove right through it, in the plentitude of that greater and more overwhelming good- M 134 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. Dess wherewith He yearned for His creature's love. what clearness of demonstration is there here in the pitchy darkness of that intolerable secret ! Then that grave permission came to His eldest sons, to that primeval world of angels. For one moment they looked at Him in all the beauty of His kind dominion, and then they looked at self with its enticing liberty, and forth- with one whole multitude, a third of that wide empire, ten million times ten million spirits, a very universe of loveli- ness and gifts and graces, made their irremediable choice, and in the madness of their liberty leaped into the stun- ning war of the fiery whirlpool, far away from the meek paternal majesty of God. Their irremediable choice ! what a thought is that for us ! The angels could not com- plain. They had had a marvellous abundance of love. The gifts of their nature were something beyond our power of imagining. They were so bright and vast and sure as to be almost a security against their fall. They had also been created in a state of grace, and doubtless of the most exquisite and resplendent grace. Moreover they had all perhaps merited immensely by the first act of love with which they greeted their Creator in the exulting moment when at His dear will their grand spirits sprung from nothingness. Yet one chance, one only 1 Our different experience of God makes us tremble at the thought. When we broke our light precept, and forfeited our original integrity, He would not lose us so. He only redoubled His mercies, and multiplied our means of salva- tion: so that it has become almost a doubt in theology whether we are not better off now that we have fallen, than we should have been had we preserved the innocence and rectitude of paradise. When we consider the various dis- pensations which followed the fall, the antediluvian times, the patriarchal dispensation, the Levitical, the Christian, as if God would still leave us free, yet for all that, and in WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 135 spite of fearful losses, would not be baffled in His yearning for our love, we might almost venture to compare His in- finite Majesty to one of His own insignificant creatures, to the spider who with the same quiet assiduity of toil is ever repairing its often broken web, still trusting the same treacherous site, still braving the same almost inevitable calamities. Can we give any reason for this, or say more, than that there is a reason, which God has hidden in the greatness of His own goodness ? The Incarnation, that mystery of the divine magnifi- cence, in which all the intelligible perfections of God pass in array before us as in beautiful procession, teaches us the same lesson. If God would have come to His unfallen creature, and been borne within the womb of a human Mother, and have shared our nature, and have lived among us, and for three-and-thirty years have unfolded countless mysteries of glory, surpassing even those of the paschal forty days, what can we say but that it would have been a proof of His desire for His creature^s love, which we could only have adored in silent thankfulness ? A creature the Creator cannot be ; but He will have a created Nature, and make it unspeakably one with His Divine Person, so that He may be more like one of us, and heighten our reverence by the trembling freedoms of our familiarity, if only He may so enjoy vast augmentations of human love. If because we fell. He changed the manner of His coming, if rather than abandon His coming He plunged His Mother and Himself in a very ocean of sorrows, if, without hum- bling us by telling us of the change. He contentedly took shame for glory, suffering for joy, slavery for a kingdom, the cross instead of the crown, what did it all show but that He would still have our love, and that with ingenious compassion, which could only be divine, He would take the advantage of our miseries to exalt us all the more, and so win more abundant love ? If He came only because we 136 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. had fallen, if He condescended to be but a remedy for an evil, if He stooped to fight our battle in person, and in human flesh, with our triumphant enemy, if the Incarna- tion was an interference to prevent His own world from being stolen from Him, if it was a fresh invention out of the boundless resources of the divine pity, then still what does it mean but that He would not let us go, He would not let us lose ourselves, because in His strangely persevering goodness He would not lose our love ? So again what is the Church but His way of rendering the blessings of His Incarnation omnipresent and everlast- ing ? What is the Baptism of infants but a securing pre- maturely, and as it were against all reason, the eternal love of their unconscious souls ? What is Confession, but mercy made common, justice almost eluded, the most made out of the least? These are human words, but they ex- press something true. What is the sacrament of Confirma- tion but an act of jealousy, lest the world should steal from God what He had already got? What is the sacrament of Matrimony, but a taking of the stufi" and substance of human life, its common sorrows and joys, its daily smiles and tears, the wear and tear of its rough and smooth, and elevating it all by a sort of heavenly transfiguration into a ceaseless fountain of supernatural and meritorious love ? What is Extreme Unction, but an expression of affectionate nervousness, if we may so speak, of our dearest Lord, lest we should fail Him just at the last, when so many risks are run ? What is the sacrament of Order, but systematizing and ensuring a succession of daily miracles, such as con- secrations, absolutions, exorcisms, and benedictions, each one of which is to create, and then to fertilize, and then to beautify, a little world of love for Him ? Ask the Divine Solitary of the tabernacle why He lives His hermit life amongst us, and what could His answer be but this — I wait, to show love and to receive it ? But wide as He has WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 137 made the ample bosom of His Church, and though He has multiplied with a commonness, which almost injures rever- ence, the potent sacraments, this is not enough. None must slip through, if He can but help it. None must be lost except in His despite. There must be something still left, which needs no priest, something as wide as air and as free, which men may have when they cannot have, or at the needful moment cannot find, the sacraments of His own loving institution. One thing there is, and one only, and we are not surely now surprised to find that one thing — love. If need be, love can baptise without water, can confirm without chrism, can absolve without ordination, can almost communicate without a Host. For love is a higher emanation of that priesthood which is for ever ac- cording to the order of Melchisedech. How shall we read these riddles, if they may not mean that God so desires our love, that He almost tires our attention and outstrips our imagination by the novelty and profusion of His merciful desires to secure this marvellously priceless treasure, the puny love of finite hearts ? There are many difficulties in the doctrine of grace, as well as in those of predestination and the permission of evil, which seem to interfere with our perception of God^s love, with its impartiality as well as its completeness. But if we, each of us, remove the cause from the theological schools to the court in our own heart, these difficulties will be greatly diminished, if not entirely dispelled. Let our own hearts therefore be the last part of the kingdom of grace which we shall examine. Can any one of us say that we have not received numberless graces to which we have not corresponded ? Have we ever sinned, not only without its being wilfully done, but also without a distinct resist- ance to conscience, grace, or contrary inspirations ? If we were to die and be lost at this moment, is it not as clear as the sun at noon that we have no one to blame for it but our- m2 138 WHY GOD AVISHES US TO LOVE HIM. selves ? Has not our whole life been one series of merciful interferences on the part of God? Have there not been many times when our petulance and waywardness have reached such a point, that we in like case should have given up our dearest friends, our closest kindred, as past the pos- sibility of amendment, or not worth the trouble of reproof? And yet God has not given us up. His tenderness. His liberality. His assiduity. His patience, His hopefulness, and if we may use the word. His extraordinary unprovoked- ness, have been beyond all words. And how do we stand at this hour ? We have merited hell. Perhaps we have merited it a thousand times over. We ought to be there now, if justice had all its rights. But it is an unjust world, and God is the grand victim of its injustice. He alone has not His rights. He lets His mercy do strange things with His liberty. AYe have merited hell purely of our own free will: nay, we have had to stifle inward re- proaches and to make considerable efforts in order to ac- complish our own perdition. That we are not yet in hell, that we have actually a good chance of heaven, is simply because God cannot find in His heart to abandon the pos- sibility of our love. In a word, look at yourself, for self is the only thing which concerns you in these difficulties of grace and predestination. Has God ever done you any- thing but good ? Has He not done you an overwhelming amount of good? Has He not simply been so good to you, that you yourself cannot conceive of anything, except the Divine Nature, being so good ? Either in kind, or in de- gree, in manner, or in matter, can you so much as conceive of any created goodness being anything like so good ? merciful God ! Thou art too good to us. Thou standest in Thine own light. Thy mercies hide in one another; they go out of sight because they are so tall : they pass unnoticed because they are so deep : they weary our thank- fulness because they are so numerous : they make us dis- WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOYE HIM. 139 believe because they are so gratuitous, so common, so en- during. We should more readily have acknowledged what Thou hast done for us, if Thou hadst only done much less ! Are we tired of all this evidence, especially when it leaves still unexplained the mystery it so amply proves? This is not the place to discuss the joys of the Beatific Vision, although there is hardly a more tempting province of theology. Nevertheless we can hardly close our case with- out some consideration of the kingdom of glory, considered in reference to our present enquiry. In the case of a parent or a teacher we judge of the value set upon a particular line of conduct, by the greatness of the reward promised and actually conferred. Now, if we love God, the reward promised us is nothing less than the sight of God Himself, face to Face, not transiently, not as a glorious flash of light renewed once in ten thousand years to feed our im- mortality with contentment and delight, but an abiding Vision, a glory and a gladness, a marvellous rapture of the will, and an ecstasy of vast intelligence, for evermore. Think how such a reward transcends all the expectations, all the possibilities even, of our nature ! How God must love us, and how too He must love our love, to have prepared for us such joys as these, which eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor man^s heart conceived ! We must consider also that although our beatitude, quite rigorously speaking, does not consist so much or so directly in love, as in the actual vision of God by our understand- ings, nevertheless love is that which immediately follows from it, and which is directly connatural to it. So that it comes to this : our reward is for having loved God ; it is no less a reward than God Himself, not any of His gifts ; and it is an ability to love Him infinitely better than we have ever done before, and also eternally. He takes us to Him- self. He makes us His own companions for evermore. He multiplies himself in us, and reflects Himself in our beati- 140 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. fied souls, as if it were in so many images of Himself. " In other created things/^ says Lessius, *'as in the fabric of the world, and the various degrees of things, certain thin rays of His divinity shine forth, from which we can, as it were by a conjecture, learn His power, His wisdom, and His goodness. But in our minds elevated by the light of glory and united to Him in the Beatific Vision, the whole plenitude of the divinity shines forth, the whole of His beauty softly glows; so that, although the divinity is one in itself, it is in a marvellous manner multiplied, so that there seem to be as many divinities as there are beatified minds.-*' Love is the reason of the reward, love is the consequence of the reward, love is the conduct rewarded, and the reward itself is love. If we knew nothing more of God than this, need more be known ? We must not forget also the huge price which this reward has cost our Creator. When we had forfeited it, it required as it were an effort of all His conjoined perfections to re- cover it for us once again. A God made Man, the shame of a God, the sufferings of a God, the Blood of a God, the death of a God ! Such was the price of what we shall one day enjoy in heaven. What can we do but weep silently? How do all complaints about the permission of evil and the mystery of election die away, when we think of things like these ! How ungraceful, ungraceful rather than ungrate- ful, do they seem. The Incarnation of a God, the shame of a God, the sufferings of a God, the Blood of a God, the death of a God ! That was what I cost ! It is now my daily bread, my daily light, my daily life ! I confess that faith is almost overwhelmed with these considerations. for some corner, the least, the lowest, and the last in the world to come, where we may spend an untired eternity in giving silent thanks to Jesus Crucified ! But, if what God paid was so great, the littleness of what earns it on our part is a mystery almost as wonderful. A WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 141 Magdalen's love was but a paltry price to pay for a reward so vast. But think of the dying thief! One act of love, one act of contrition, the brief tardy graces of a death-bed, — what must be the might of our Saviour\s Blood when it can concentrate the whole merit of eternal life in such little momentary things as these ? If we died at this moment, it is our firm hope that we should be saved ; and yet can our hope rest on what we ourselves have done ? Is there not something painful in confronting the magnitude of our re- compense, with the trifling service we have given God but grudgingly, out of hearts only half weaned from the world, and scarcely weaned at all from self? Surely God must desire our love with an amazing fervor of desire, when He gives so much, to have so little in return ! There is one thing more to remark about the Beatific Vision, before we close our case. It is a very obvious reflection, yet perhaps we do not dwell upon it sufficiently, that now, in our fallen state, it is not innocence which earns the sight of God, but love, humble, repentant, penance-doing love. Nay, even in an unfallen or angelic world, it would only be innocence in the shape of love, which could earn the heavenly recompense. Thus also in our journey heavenwards, it is love which takes every step, and love alone. It is not the sharpness of the austerity which merits, but the love. It is not the patience in sick- ness, or the silence under calumny, or the perseverance in prayer, or the zeal of apostolic labor, which win the crown, but just the love, and the love only, that is in the patience and the silence and the prayer and the zeal. Martyrdom without love is unprofitable before God. He has no longing for anything but love. He puts no price on other things. His taste is exclusive. His covetousness is confined to that one thing. O if we could be as simple and as single in our desires as God! He only wants our luve, and more of it, and more, and more. Why should 142 WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. not we also want one thing only, to love Him, and to love Him more, and more, and more? Surely if we prayed only for that after which He longs so earnestly, our prayer would not wait for its answer long ; and then in His eyes,-* and who would wish to be so in other eyes ? we should soon be like the saints. We conclude from all these considerations, that of the fact that God condescends intensely to desire our love, there can be no possible doubt ; and we think it is more true to say that this fact, that He desires our love, is the foundation of all practical religion, than the equally certain fact that He loves us. We mean that our duties and our love flow more obviously from the one than from the other. The one comes nearer to us than the other. But as to the reason which we are to assign for this desire on the part of our beneficent Creator, we can only say that often in religion the answer to one mystery is another mystery greater than the first. We can find no better answer than this, He wishes us to love Him, because He so loves us. Upon which we are obliged forthwith to ask ourselves the further question, Why does God love us ? And this must be the enquiry for the next chapter. Meanwhile we are not at all disconcerted with the vague- ness of our answer, nor with the apparently small result of our enquiry. The fact is that religious truth is always fruitful and enchanting ; and God is our truest enjoyment even already upon earth ; and as we shall enjoy Him in heaven, yet never comprehend Him, so it is life's greatest joy on earth to watch the operations of God and to muse upon His wonders, though their meaning is either only partially disclosed to us, or perhaps even hidden from us altogether. Oh! is any one so dead in heart, so blighted in mind and aspiration, as to be able to look all this divine love in the face, and not be won by it to better things ? Blessed, blessed God ! Wonderful Father ! Compassionate Creator ! WHY GOD WISHES US TO LOVE HIM. 143 this mystery of His desiring our poor love should of itself be a lifelong joy to us in our time of pilgrimage. It puts a new face upon the world. All things glow with another light. A feeling of security comes upon us, like a gift from heaven, and wraps us round ; and the cold chill goes from our heart, and the dark spots are illuminated ; and we want nothing more now, nothing. Earth has nothing to give, which would not be a mere impertinence after this desire of God. Our hearts are full. We have no room for more. This desire of God solves all the problems of our inner life ; for it at once calms us in our present lowness, and spurs us on to higher things, and the name of that double state, the calm and the spur, — what is it but per- fection? God loves me — God desires my love. He has asked for it; He covets it, He prizes it more than I do my- self! I would fain tell the poor trees, and the little birds that are roosting, and the patient beasts slumbering in the dewy grass, and the bright waters, and the wanton winds, and the clouds as they sail above me, and that white moon, and those flickering far-off stars, that God desires my love, mine, even mine ! And it is true, infallibly true. God, Thou art my God because my goods are nothing unto Thee! What shall I do ? If I may not doubt this mystery, what can I do but die of love? Oh Thou, who in the world above gives us the light of glory that we may bear to see Thy beauty, give us now the strength of faith to endure these revelations of Thy love ! 144 WHY GOD LOYES US. CHAPTER II. WHY GOD LOVES US. Nemo amatorum carnalium, etiamsi sit in hoc ultra modum insaniens, sic exardescere potest in amorem dilectse suae, sicut Deus effunditur in amorem animarum nostrarum. — S. Chrysostom. If the answer to our first question, why God wishes us to love Him, only resulted in a mystery, we may be sure the answer to this second question, why God loves us, will only bring out a still greater mystery. Nevertheless, we must proceed to the discussion of it. Enquiry is more solid and more fruitful in divine things, than the most complete and satisfactory results in human sciences. The whole creation floats, as it were, in the ocean of God's almighty love. His love is the cause of all things, and of all the conditions of all things, and it is their end and rest as well. Had it not been for His love, they never would have existed, and, were it not for His love now, they would not be one hour preserved. Love is the reading of all the riddles of nature, grace, and glory ; and reprobation is practically the positive refusal on the part of the free crea- ture to partake of the Creator's love. Love is the light of all dark mysteries, the sublime consummation of all hopes, desires, and wisdoms, and the marvellous interpretation of God. Light is not so universal as love, for love is in dark- ness as well as light. Life is less strong than love ; for love is the victory over death, and is itself an immortal life. If it pleased God at this moment to destroy the air, the planet would have wheeled but a few leagues eastward before it WHY GOD LOVES US. 145 would have become the home of universal death and deso- lation. Myriad myriads of warm and joyous lives would have been extinguished in one inarticulate gasp of choking agony. Not only would the streets and fields have been strewed with the suffocated dead, but the birds on the wing would have fallen lifeless to the ground ; the deep blue waters of the sea would not have screened their multitudi- nous tribes from the energy of the destroying edict. The subterranean creatures would have been found out and sti- fled in the crevices of the rocks, the black waters, or the winding ways beneath the ground. Earth's green vesture would be unrolled, and the fair orb would revolve in space an ugly mass of dull, discolored matter. Yet this picture of ruin is but a fiiint image of what would happen if God withdrew into His own self-sufficient glory, and called off that immensity of gratuitous love with which He covers all creation. For the destruction of the air would be but a material desolation. It would not invade the vast kingdoms of moral beauty, of spiritual life, of natural goodness, of infused holiness, of angelical intelligence, or of the beati- tude of human souls. As far as creation is concerned, God, as it were, concentrates all His attributes into one, becomes only one perfection, and that one perfection is to us the whole of God : and it is love. God is love, says St. John briefly ; and after that, nothing more was needed to be said. He has infinite power, boundless wisdom, indescribable holiness ; but to us the power, the wisdom, and the holiness come simply in the shape of love. To us creatures His infinity, His immensity, His immutability. His eternity, are simply love, infinite, immense, immutable, eternal love. AYhen we proved God's desire of our love, we at the same time proved undoubtedly His love of us. Reason and reve- lation, science and theology, nature, grace, and glory, alike establish the infallible truth that God loves His own crea- tures, and loves them as only God can love. The question 10 N 146 WHY GOD LOVES US. is why He loves us ; and our first step towards an answer must be to examine the character and degree of this love. The nature of a thing is often the best explanation both of its existence and its end. Let us see what God's love of us is like. In the first place, it passes all example. "We have no- thing to measure it by, nothing to compare it with. The creatures which God has created, furnish us with ideas by which we can imagine creatures which He has not created. We could not have conceived of a tree, if God had not made one. But now we can imagine a tree which shall be different from any actual tree, either in size, or in foliage, or in flower, or in fruit, or in the character of its growth and outline. So also of an animal, or even of a possible world. Whether we are unable to imagine any possible thing, which shall be more than a combination of certain actual things, or a variety of them, or an excess of them, is a question which we do not touch. God gives us some- thing to build our imaginary creatures upon, because He has surrounded us with a countless variety of creatures ; and we can judge of imaginary things in poetry, painting, or sculpture, according to the standard of nature. But we have no such help in understanding God's love of His crea- tures. It is without parallel, without similitude. It is based upon His own eternal goodness, which we do not understand. This leads us to its next feature, that it does not resemble human love, either in kind or in degree. It does not an- swer to the description of a creature's love. It manifests itself in different ways. It cannot be judged by the same principles. We cannot rise to the idea of it by successive steps of greater or less human love. The ties of paternal, fraternal, conjugal affection all express truths about the divine love ; but they not only express them in a very im- perfect way, they also fall infinitely short of the real truth. WHY GOD LOVES US. 147 of the whole truth. If we throw together all the mutual love of the angels, of which doubtless among the various choirs there are many nameless varieties, if we cast into one all the passionate fidelity and heroic loyalty and burn- ing sentiment of all the husbands and wives, parents and children, brothers and sisters, friends and neighbors, that ever were, ever will be, or in the vast expanse of omnipo- tence ever can be, our total will be something inconceivably more short of the reality of God's love for us than the drop is short of the ocean, and the minute of eternity. If we multiply the same total by all the figures we can think of without losing our heads in the labyrinths of millions and billions, we shall not mend matters. When we have come to an end we have not got the shadow of an idea of the degree of fervor with which God loves us. And then if we contrived to comprehend the degree, where should we be in our reckoning ? There remains the fact that God's love of us is a different kind of love from any for which we have got a name. how it gladdens our souls to think that when we shall have been a million of years in the Bosom of our Heavenly Father, we shall still be sinking down deeper and deeper in that unknown sea of love, and be no nearer the bottom of its unfathomable truth and inexhausti- ble delights ! This is our third feature of it, that not even a glorified soul can ever understand it. The immaculate Mother of God at this hour is almost as ignorant of it as we are. Almost as ignorant, for there can scarcely be degrees in a matter which is infinite. The gigantic intelligence of St. Michael has been fathoming the depths of divine love through countless cycles of revolving ages, longer far than even those seemingly interminable geological epochs which men of science claim, and he has reported no soundings yet. And still, these endless calculations are the happy science of the Blest. Still, the saints on earth, in ardent 148 WHY GOD LOVES US. contemplations, work this problem, which they know be- forehand they shall never solve. And we, who creep upon the ground, what better can we do than bewilder ourselves in these mazes of celestial love? For we shall still be learning to love God more, still learning to wonder more at what He has done for us, and to wonder, most of all, at the nothing which we do for Him. If even they who see God, cannot comprehend His love, what manner of love must it necessarily be? And yet it is ours, our own posses- sion ; and God's one desire is, by hourly influxes of grace, to increase that which is already incalculable, to enrich us with an apparently unspeakable abundance of that whose least degree is beyond the science of archangels, beyond the glory-strengthened eye of the Mother of God herself! It is another feature of this love, that it seems so to pos- sess God as to make Him insensible to reduplicated wrongs, and to set one attribute against another. At all costs love must be satisfied. There is nothing like God's love except God's unity. It is the whole of God. Mercy, the most ex- quisite, tender, delicate, susceptible mercy, must be risked by the permission of evil. That choice perfection of the Most High, His intolerably shining, unspotted, simple sanctity, must be exposed to inevitable outrage by the free- dom of created wills. Only love must be satisfied. The most stupendous schemes of redemption shall seem to tax the infinity of wisdom so as to satisfy justice, provided only that the satisfaction be not made at the expense of love. Love is the favorite. Love appears — Oh these poor human words ! — to stand out from the equality of the divine per- fections. Yet even love, for love's own sake, will come down from the eminence of its dignity. It will take man's love as a return for itself. It will consider itself paid by a kind of affectionate fiction. It will count that for a re- turn which bears no resemblance to the thing to be returned, either in kind or in degree. The mutual love of God and AVHY GOD LOVES US. 149 man is truly a friendship, of which the reciprocity is all on one side. Compared to the least fraction of God's enormous love of us, what is all the collective love He receives from angels and from men, but as less than the least drop to the boundless sea ! And yet, in the divine exaggerations of His creative goodness, the whole magnificent machinery of a thousand worlds was a cheap price to pay for this. Hence we may well reckon as a fifth feature of this love, that its grandeur is a trial even to the faith which finds no difficulty in the Blessed Sacrament nor even in the mys- tery of the Undivided Trinity. If we have had to work for God as priests, have we not found more men puzzled and tempted by the love of God than by any other article of the faith ? Indeed most of the temptations against the faith, when properly analyzed, resolve themselves into tempta- tions arising from the seeming excesses of divine love. We might dare to say that God Himself, in spite of our daily prayer, leads us into temptation by His incredible good- ness. It is the excessive love of the Incarnation and the Passion, which make men find it hard to believe those mys- teries. It is the very inundation of love with which Mary is covered, which really makes her a stumbling block to proud or ill-established fiiith, or to enquiry which has not yet reached the strength of faith. The Blessed Sacrament is a difficulty, only because it is such an exceedingly beau- tiful romance of love. If God's love had not as it were con- strained Him to tell us so many of His incomprehensible secrets, the doctrine of the Holy Trinity would have been less fertile of objections. We confess it seems to us that he who, on reflection, can receive and embrace those two pre- positions, that God loves us, and that God desires our love, can find nothing difficult hereafter in the wonders of theo- logy. They exhaust and absorb all the possible objections a finite intellect can make to the incomprehensible dealings of its infinite Creator. how often in the fluent course of 150 AVIIY GOD LOVES US. prayer does not this simple fact, that God is loving us, turn round and face us, and scatter all our thoughts, and strike us into a deep silence, and repeat itself out loud to us, and the soul answers not, and is not asleep and yet is not awake, and then the truth passes on, and we are left weak in every limb, and sweetly weary, as if we had been hard at work for hours upon some deep study or toilsome deed of charity ! We saw no vision : only God touched us, and we shrunk, and now are marvellously fatigued. Another feature of this love is that it is eternal, which is in itself an inexplicable mystery. As there never was a moment when God was not, in all the plenitude of His self- sufficient majesty, so there was never a moment when He did not love us. He loved us not only in the gross, as His creatures, not only as atoms in a mass, as units in a multi- tude, all grouped together and not taken singly. But He loved us individually. He loved us with all those distinc- tiorfS and individualities which make us ourselv s, and pre- vent our being any but ourselves. As the Eternal Genera- tion of the Son and the Eternal Procession of the Holy Ghost were in God what are called in theology necessary acts ; because without them God would not be One God in Three Persons ; so His eternal love of us was God's first free act. It was the glorious liberty of God spreading beyond Himself in the form of creative love. What is predestina- tion but the determining of this sweet liberty by almighty love ? What is our election but the eternal embrace of our Creator's unbeginning love ? Ever since He was God, and He was always God, He has been caressing us in the com- placency of His delighted foresight. We were with Him before ever the planets or the stars were made, before an- gelic spirit had yet streamed out of nothing, or the hollow void been bidden to build up millions of round worlds of ponderous material substance. What must a love be like which has been eternal and immutable ? And is it simply WHY GOD LOVES US. 151 to be believed that I, a speck in the world, a point in time, a breath of being, f\iinting back into my original nothing- ness every moment, only that an act of God's will and influx keeps me in life by force, that I, most intellectually conscious to myself that I have never of myself done or said one worthy, one unselfish thing, one thing that was not vile and mean ever since I was born, that I, such as I am, or even such as I may hope to be, have really been loved by God with an everlasting love ? Why, what mean all those controversies about the counsels of perfection ? Is it possi- ble that God's children can be talking together, to see how much they are obliged to do for God, and how little is enough to save them ? Yes ! yes ! eternal love allows even this, brooks even this, and to all appearance is content ! If we will not give, God will bargain with us, and buy. inexplicable love ! Thy doings are almost a scandal to be put into words ! Once more. The seventh feature of this love which God bears us, is that it is in every way worthy of Himself, and the result of His combined perfections. It would be of course an intolerable impiety to suppose the contrary. Nay rather, it is the most perfect of His perfections. His attribute of predilection, if we might dare so to speak. If it be a finite love, where is its limit? If it went to the Crucifixion, if it comes daily to the Tabernacle, who can ^ay where it will not go, if need should be? Jesus has more than once told His saints that He would willingly be crucified over again for each separate soul of man. Where can such love stop? If it be a love short of immense, who has ever exhausted it? Who ever will exhaust it ? Look at it in heaven at this moment — oh that we too were there ! — it is rolling like boundless silver oceans into countless spirits and unnumbered souls. How Mary's sinless heart drinks in the shining and abounding waters ! How the Sacred Heart of Jesus seem to embrace and appropriate 152 WHY GOD LOVES US. the whole gracious inundation in itself! A few years, and you will be there yourself, and still the same vast flood of love. Ages will pass uncounted, and still the fresh tides will roll. is not this an immensity of love ? beautiful gateway of death ! thou art a very triumphal arch for the souls whom Jesus has redeemed. If His love be mutable, when did it change ? Is a whole past eternity no warrant for its perseverance ? Is not fidelity its badge and token, a fidelity which is like no cre- ated thing, although we call it by a human name? If it be not eternal, when did it begin, and when will it end? The day of judgment, which will be the end of so many things, will only be the beginning of a fresh abundance of this love. If it were a love less than omnipotent, could it have created worlds, could it have assumed a created nature to an uncreated Person, could it have accomplished that series of marvels required in the consecration of the Blessed Sacrament ? Could it have been unhurt by the coldness of men, or unimpaired by their rebellion ? Is it not a wise love? Shall we dare to say even of its excesses that they are inconsistent with faultless wisdom ? Had its wisdom been at all less than inexhaustible, could it have accom- plished the redemption of mankind as it has done, could it have distributed grace with such profound and unerring decision, could it have made the complicated arrangements of a vast universe testify so uniformly of itself, could it judge the world when the time shall come ? Is it in any way an imperfect love ? Where does it fail ? What pur- pose does it not fulfil ? To whom does it not extend ? For what need is it not sufficient ? Is it an unholy love ? The very thought were blasphemy. On the contrary it is the very highest expression of God^s inefi'able holiness. Is it not also a benignant love? a merciful love? a just love? Is it not a love which directs the whole providence of God, and makes His absolute dominion over us our most perfect WHY GOD LOVES US. 153 freedom ? And finally, is it not its very characteristic that it should be itself our end, our reward, our consummate joy in God ? Thus it is the result of His combined perfec- tions, a sort of beautiful external parable of His incom- municable unity. But not only is love the preacher of God^s unity ; it ex- pounds the Trinity as well. Let us confine ourselves to the single act of Creation. The Eternal Generation of the Son is produced by God's knowledge of Himself. The Eternal Procession of the Holy Spirit is produced by His love of Himself. The Father's knowledge of Himself produces a divine Person, coequal, coeternal, consubstantial with Him- self. The love of the Father and the Son produces also a divine Person, coequal, coeternal, consubstantial with the Other Two, from whom, as from a single principle. He ever- lastingly proceeds. Now see how with awful distinctness creation shadows forth and adumbrates this adorable and surpassing mystery, how the free acts of God outside Him- self are shadows cast by the necessary acts within Himself. Creation is in a sort a son of God, a mighty family of sons, expressing more or less partially His image, representing His various perfections, and all with sufficient clearness to enable the apostle to say that we are without excuse if we do not perceive the Invisible by the things that are seen. Creation is a knowledge of God, a manifestation of Him given forth by Himself, and which, when complete, He viewed with divine complacency. But creation is espe- cially a knowledge and manifestation of God's love ; it is His love to us, and our love to Him. He created us be- cause He loved us, and He created us in order that we might love Him. Creation was itself the external jubilee of that immense perfection, of which the inward jubilee was the everlastingly proceeding Spirit. As the image of God's perfections, Creation was the faint shadow of that most gladdening mystery, the Eternal Generation of the 154 WHY GOD LOVES US. Son : and Scripture lays stress on the fact that God pro- duced the worlds by His Son. As the communication of His love, and the love of His own glory, Creation also dimly pictured that unspeakable necessity of the divine life, the Eternal Procession of the Spirit. We have already seen that Creation was only and altogether love. As the Son is produced by the inward uncreated knowledge which God has of Himself; and as the Holy Spirit is produced by the inward uncreated love of God, so is Creation His out- ward and created love. Creation is a mirror of His perfec- tions to Himself, as well as to His creatures ; this must be always borne in mind ; and as He is His own end, and seeks necessarily His own glory. Creation is His love of Himself strongly and sweetly attaining its end through His love of His creatures and their love of Him. Perhaps all the works of God have this mark of His Triune Majesty upon them, this perpetual forthshadowing of the Generation of the Son and the Procession of the Spirit, which have been, and are, the life of God from all eternity. Nature, grace, and glory, the Incarnation, the Blessed Sacrament, and the Beatific Vision, may thus perhaps all be imprinted with this mark of God, the emblem, the device, the monogram, of the Trinity in Unity. And thus, when the Word has enlight- ened every man that comes into the world, and the Spirit has brought all hearts to loving obedience and accepted sanctity, through the grace of the Sacred Humanity of Jesus, it is mysteriously written by the apostle, that our Lord shall deliver up the kindom to God and the Father, and the Son also Himself shall be subject in His human nature unto Him that put all things under Him, that God may be all in all. The Father has created us, the Son re- deemed us, and the Holy Ghost sanctified us ; and when the Son and the Holy Spirit have brought us from our wanderings, the Father shall give Himself to us, and then, as the apostle said to Jesus, It suffices us. Then will His AVHY GOD LOVES US. 155 iove be perfected, His most dear will accomplished, and His Creation crowned. The likeness of Creation to the Generation of the Son and the Procession of the Holy Ghost is still more striking, when we come to consider the real nature of that per- petual and intimate conservation by which God sustains and preserves all things. Creation and preservation are not two different actions. They can be separated only in idea. The one is the going on of the other. It is an opinion which has found favor in the schools, and which is peculiarly in harmony with the language of the ancient fathers, that no less an influx of God is required to pre- serve a thing in being than to call it at first out of its original nothingness. In treating of this question theolo- gians necessarily came to examine the real character of the act of Creation. Durandus expressly says, "As it is always true in divine things to say that the Son is ever being begotten of the Father, so is it true to say of the creature, as long as it exists, that it has been created and is being created by God ; for the creation of things is the same act as the preservation of them.'' Scotus says, "A thing may be always said to be being created, as long as it abides, because it is always receiving its being from God,'^ and he quotes S. Augustine as saying that " with respect to God a creature is never ultimately made, but is always being made.'' Yasquez declares that "the continuous pre- servation of things by God is a true creation out of nothing." Molina says, " By the same influx of an in- divisible action by which God first conferred being upon an angel, He also now preserves him, and confers the same being upon him throughout the whole course of time." Suarez in his Metaphysics teaches the same doc- trine. Lessius says, *'A created thing is nothing else than an assiduous creation and actual production of its being :" and Scotus again marvellously says, " Created essence of 156 WHY GOD LOVES US. any kind is nothing else than a dependence upon God/' It is needless to point out how this indivisible continuity of Creation adumbrates the perpetual Generation of the Son, and the incessant Procession of the Holy Ghost."^^ Such is the love of God ; such its character and its degree. This is the love He is loving us with at this very moment : a love passing all example, a love rising above all created loves, a love which even a glorified spirit cannot understand, a love which seems to govern God, a love that tries our faith from its sheer immensity, a love which is eternal, and a love which is in every way worthy of God Himself, and the result of His combined perfections. Let us pause to think. At this very moment God is loving me with all that love. Lord ! I believe ; help Thou mine un- belief. what then are all things else to me? Pain or ease, sorrow or joy, failure or success, the wrongs of my fellow-creatures or their praise — what should they all be to me but matters of indifference? God loves me: now is the time to die ! * This very interesting question of preservation is discussed by Lessius in his third book, De Summo Bono; and then at greater length in his tenth book, De Perfectionibus Divinis. In the opinion given in the text that crea- tures bear on them the mark, not only of a Creator, but of a Triune Creator, I have ventured to differ from De Lugo. The whole subject is one of great interest ; but I cannot do more thau advert to it here. It is common with theologians to regard our Blessed Lady as a world by herself, a sort of exem- plar and epitome of creation; and the following passage from F. Binet's Chef-d'-(Euvre de Dieu illustrates the view I have put forward in the text. Speaking of our Lady's soul, he says, IS'est-elle pas veritablement le miroir de la Majeste de Dieu, representant naivement ce qui se passe dans les splendeurs de I'eternite, oil par une generation eternelle est engendre le Fils dans le sein de son Pere, ou, par une emanation ineffable, le Saint-Esprit procede du Pere et du Pils? Partie lere. cap. 5, sect. 11. — See also the conclusion of S. Thomas in the 45th question, vii. article of the P. Prima. In rationalibus creaturis est imago Trinitatis ; in caeteris vero creaturis est vestigium Trini- tatis; in quantum in eis inveniuntur aliqua, quo reducuntur in Personas Divinas. Since writing the passage in the text I have found the same view- in some hitherto unedited works of Kuysbrok. published by Arnswaldt at Hanover, 1818. The treatise is entitled Spiegel du Seliglceit. WHY GOD LOYES US. 157 But we have next to seek for the reasons of this love. They must be either on our side, or on God^s side, or on both. Let us examine our own side first. The first thing which strikes us is that man is in himself nothingness. His body has been formed of the dust of the earth, and his soul has been directly created out of nothing by God Himself. Consequently we can have nothing original in us to attract this love of our Creator. Nay, the very act of our creation showed that His love for us ex- isted before we did ourselves. Our very being was because of His love. This consideration alone would seem to settle the question of man's independent possession of any title to the love of God. We have simply nothing of our own, nothing but the disgrace of our origin. There is not a gift of our nature but, if God loves it. He is only loving what is His own, and which in the first instance came to us from His love. There can be nothing therefore in our own being to love us for, when that very being is nothing more than the effect of a pre-existing love. Moreover when God had once called us into life, our extreme littleness seems a bar against any claim to His love, founded on what we are in ourselves. We are only a speck even amidst rational creatures. What are we in- dividually? AVhat is our importance in our country, or even our neighborhood ? What is our moral or our in- tellectual greatness ? We are almost lost in the number of men who are now living on the earth. Our leaving it, which must happen one day, will hardly be perceived. We shall leave no gap behind us. We shall hardly want a successor, for what will there be to succeed to ? And if we are mere atoms in the huge mass of men now living, what are we compared to all the multitudes of men who have ever lived, or the enormous hosts who are yet to live before the judgment-day? And after the judgment-day, if God goes on filling the immensity of space, and the numberless o 158 WHY GOD LOVES US. orbs of the nightl}^ heavens, with new rational creations, new subjects for the Sacred Humanity of Jesus, more angels, or more men, or beings that shall be neither angels nor men, we shall become imperceptible motes in the great beams of creative love. And even now there are the angels, and who shall tell their number? For we know that multitudinousness is one peculiar magnificence of their glorious choirs. It is even said that the lowest choir, which is the least in number, far outnumbers all the men that shall have been born from Adam to the day of doom. What have we to present to the eye of our Creator but an almost indescribable insignificance ? If there is anything positive about us at all, it is our badness. To our nothingness we have contrived to add re- bellion. That really is something of our own. We have thoroughly mastered with our understandings the difierence between right and wrong, and have deliberately chosen the last and rejected the first. We have looked God^s com- mandments in the face, and then broken them. Grace has come to us with quite a sensible heat and force, and we have summoned up our power of will, and resisted it. The Holy Ghost has spoken, and we have listened, and then returned an answer in the negative. Conscience has proclaimed the rights of duty, and without so much as taking the trouble to deny the assertion, we have refused obedience to the mandate. We have looked calmly at eternal punishment, we have clearly perceived that nothing short of an omnipotence of anger has been required for the creation of those unutterable tortures, and then for an hour of sin we have braved it all. Time after time we have put God in one scale, and some creature in the other, and then of our own will have pressed down the scale, and made the creature outweigh the Creator. We have neglected God and outraged Him also. We have at once disobeyed Him and forgotten Him. We have both WHY GOD LOVE US. 159 ignored Him and yet have insulted Him as well. All this is our own. There is no one to share it with us. Truly we are wonderful creatures, to have done so much in so short a time, to be able indeed to do such things at all. Yet are we making out a very promising case for a title to eternal love ? We have said, there was no one to share the&e miserable prerogatives with us. It is true, and yet it is not true either. For think awhile. Has not Jesus at least offered to share them ? There have been times when their real nature, their awful wretchedness, came home to us, and a world would have been a cheap payment to get rid of the guilty past. To be a door-keeper in the house of God seemed then an infinitely better lot than a thousand years amid the splendors of ungodliness. And Jesus came to us in one of those times. He offered to take all this horrible accu- mulation of re])ellion and self-will, and to make it His own, and to give His sufferings for it, and to pay His Blood to ransom us from the intolerable debt of fire, which we had wilfully and scornfully incurred. And we were too glad to accept an offer of such almost fabulous love. And then in a little while, leaving all that old debt on Him, we left His service also. We took back our rights ; we re-entered upon the exercise of our unhappy prerogatives ; and trampling mercy under foot now, in addition to the other divine per- fections we had outraged before, we once more earned for ourselves an endless death, and preferred to the holy love of God the blackness of everlasting fire. And perhaps this process has been repeated a score of times, in our short lives, or a score of scores of times. And certainly such conduct is all our own. An angel never had the opportu- nity given him of such new choice of evil. Here is the first time in which we come in sight of anything which belongs undoubtedly to ourselves as men; and it were strange in- 160 WHY GOD LOVES US. deed if such excess of guilt should be the blissful cause of such exceeding love. But if, instead of being such quite incredible sinners, we were equal both in our faculties and our innocence to the highest angels, should we be much better able to estab- lish our right and title to the inestimable love of God? "What can we do for God ? What can we add to Him ? What can we give Him, which He does not possess already, and possess to an infinite extent and with an infinite enjoy- ment ? Is there one of His perfections to which we could put a heightening touch, an additional beauty? Could we by any possible contribution of ours swell the overflowing ocean of His glory? Is there a little joy, however little, which we can give Him, and which is not His already? We could not even be of any real help to Him in the go- vernment of the world. If He condescended to make use of our ministrations we should only add to the weight on the shoulder of His omnipotence, not take anything from it. For He would have to concur to every act we did, to every movement we made. He would have actively to fill our nothingness with life, to fortify our feebleness with strength, to illuminate our darkness with His light. The most magnificent of the angels is no help to God. On the contrary, if we may use the word, he is rather a drain upon Him. For the creature thirsts for the influx of the Creator, and the more capacious his nature the more vast are his needs, to be supplied from the undiminished plenitude of God. When God lets His creatures work for Him, it is rather that they make more work for Him to do, as children do when they pretend to help their father. It is a conde- scension, an honoring of the creature, the clearest proof of God^s exceeding love for us. Thus though St. MichaePs brightness dazzles us, while we look at it, until we gaze upon it through the many-colored veil of a creature's ne- cessary imperfections, we can see even in him no right or WHY GOD LOVES US. 161 title to his Creator's love, except the gifts which that love placed there first of all. But we are not St. Michael. We are not magnificent angels. We are but the most miserable of men, relapsed sinners, even now perhaps only half re- pentant, with a most cowardly repentance. If then we must judge of ourselves by human rather than angelic principles, let us apply these human measures to our actual service of our Maker. What is our service of God like? What is its worth, what its true character? Let us for a moment put aside from God the consideration that He is God. He is our Father, our Master, our Bene- factor, our fondly-loving Friend. In His immense longevity He has been busy doing us good. It seems to have been His one occupation. He lived for us. We were His end. Words cannot tell the amount of self-sacrifice He has made for us. He slew an only Son to keep us out of harm. Figures could not put down the number of graces He has given and is hourly giving to us. His life will be prolonged, not for His own sake, but for ours, some more centuries, in order that He may go on and complete the sum of His prodigious benefactions. It is not easy to tell what He has been to us. We feel that we do not half know it ourselves. Suffice it to say that this ancient earth has never seen a Father like this Father, or a Master half so kind or half so like an equal, or a Benefactor more prodigal or more self- forgetting, or a Friend more ardently romantic in His at- tachment. And we have all this love to return. And how do we return it? A certain amount of pious feeling, a scant obedience of a few easy commandments, a respect for His expressed wishes when they do not too much clash with our own interests, a fluctuating quantity of prayer and of thanksgiving, but which engrosses us so little that we are generally thinking of something else all the time. This is what we do for Kim in a very irregular and perfunctory kind of way. And if we ourselves were goodnatured human 11 o2 162 WHY GOD LOVES US. fathers, should we be satisfied if our sons did as much for us as we do for God, and no more? If a friend of seven jears' standing repaid thus our love and loyalty, should we not think his friendship and his service almost insulting ? Should we not think it so cold, so fitful, so self-seeking, so unjust, that, although charity hopes all things and believes all things, we should consider ourselves justified in saying that it would be utterly impossible, however disposed we might be to waive our rights and to stretch a point, to put a favorable construction upon the condu-ct of our friend ? But all the while it is God, not merely a friend and bene- factor, but God whom we are thus treating, with His ten thousand other ties upon us, and His incomparably greater tenderness, and His absolutely eternal love ! is it not humiliating to think of these things ? But we have not yet drunk our vileness to its dregs. While we are thus abusing the long-sufi'ering of God by our ungraceful slackness, by our injurious coldness, and by our insulting scantiness of service, we have the efi"rontery to persuade ourselves that we are doing some great thing for Him, that we are almost laying Him under an obligation to us, and that any one who urges upon us a higher perfection is a troublesome dreamer, who is far from doing justice to the reasonable and moderate profession of piety on which we pride our- selves. And all this to God, remembering who God is ! And all this after all He has done for us, and is doing now ! And all this, when we have so much of the criminal past to undo, so much lost time to make up, so much of actual rebellion to repair and expiate ! Surely it was not too much to say that even on human principles our very service of God is almost insulting, our very reparations a new afiront. If they be not so, to what is it owing but to the unlimited forbearance of Him upon whose paternal love experience teaches us we can with so much security pre- sume ? WHY GOD LOVES US. 163 But if God is His own end, and by a sort of necessity cannot but seek His own glory in all things, it would seem as if to be like God would be a legitimate title to His love. He will look with complacency upon that which reflects Himself. Still if even on this account God loved men, it would be a reason rather on His side than on our own. Nevertheless let us see what the real truth of the matter is. We are the contradictory of God in almost every respect. To say nothing of the finiteness and feebleness belonging to us as creatures, our moral qualities present a more fear- ful dissimilarity from His holiness and perfection. We are deficient in the very virtues which we are able to acquire, and for the acquisition of which He has given us special aids of grace. Nay, when He has summed up all that shall entitle us to the forgiveness of our sins, all that shall win for us the very kindness and favor which we seek from Him, into one simple precept, and told us to forgive if we would be forgiven, and to do to others as we would He, as well as they, should do to us, our corrupt nature finds the simple lesson an infinite hardship in practice. Times have been, alas ! who will say those times are not now ? when the world^s sins have so sickened God that He has repented, immutable though He be, that He ever created man. And now what in all the world does He behold like Himself? Nothing but the grace He has planted there, like an ailing exotic in an uncongenial soil, stunted in growth, with a few pale leaves scarcely hanging on to its boughs, flowering hardly ever, and only under great forcing heat, and bearing fruit in this climate never? Is that the heavenly tree? Oh ! who would know it in such woful plight ? Of a truth God has much to bear not to be downright ofi'ended with the grace He sees on earth, to say little of the nature there, and still less of the prolific sin. We know our own hearts far too well : and can we believe that God can look down from heaven, and see Himself reflected there ? Earth has 164 WHY GOD LOVES US. but one consolation. Truly there is something on man's side, something which is man^s own, on which God's eye can rest, and love not only what it sees, but be so ravished thereby, that it will pour itself out in floods, and run over, and deluge the universe with light and loveliness, and that sight which is man's own, though it is not in man, is the Blessed Sacrament, where the patience of God securely rest its foot, and the divine anger rests, and sleeps sweetly, and wakes not to remember its errand of vindictive purity. There is one characteristic of man which especially pre- cludes our finding in him the reasons of God's amazing love. It is not exactly sin. It is not precisely any one of the imperfections to which as a finite being he is subject. It is rather the combined result of all his imperfections. He is characterized by meanness. When we do really great things, we fail in some little point of them. There is a flaw of meanness running across our generosity, and debasing every one of its products. Our love and hatred, our praise and blame, our anger and our good-humor, have all got the same crack in them, this flaw of meanness. With ourselves, what is self-deceit but meanness, what is slavery to bodily comforts, what greediness at meals, what rudeness in manners, what personal vanity, what a hundred idle extravagances of self-praise in which we daily indulge, what the inexhaustible pettiness of wounded feeling, but meanness, downright meanness? In our intercourse with others, what is lying but meanness, what are pretence, selfishness, irritability, and more than half the world's con- ventions, but meanness, systematized meanness ? In our relations with God, what are lukewarmness, and hypocrisy, and self-righteousness, but meanness? what is venial sin but miserable meanness ? Many a man, who has found it hard to hate himself, when he looked only at his sins, has found the task much easier when he had the courage to hold close to his eyes for a good long while the faithful picture of his WHY GOD LOYES US. 165 incredible meanness. what a piercing, penetrating vision it is, running all through us with a cold sharpness, when grace lets us see how low and vile, how base and loathsome, how little and how sneaking — forgive the word, we cannot find another — we are in everything. Everybody seems so good, except ourselves ; and we, so intolerably hate- ful, so ugly, so repulsive, such a burden to ourselves ! And if this can be made plain to our dull, gross sight, what must it be to the clear penetration of the All-holy Majesty of God? But. surely it is useless going on. We have doubtless by this time lost sight of all claims to love, which we might have fancied we had when we started. It is plain that the reasons for God^s love of man are not at all to be found on our side, and therefore they must be on the side of God. If any truth in the world is established, this is. Certainly the extremity of our lowness may be the measure of the height of God^s love, but it cannot furnish us with the reason of it. We are often tempted, when reflecting on these matters, to say shortly that God loves us because we are so peculiarly unloveable. This may do well enough for a paradox in the pulpit to strike sleepy auditors; but we must go deeper down than this when we read or meditate. Now every one of the reasons for God's loving us being on His side, not on ours, is it not remarkable that in our service of God we should feel as if it were a bargain be- tween two more or less equal parties, and that if we did our share the other would be held to do his ? We do not at all realize the spiritual life as an intercourse where all the duty is on one side, and all the liberality on the other. Yet surely it must be so. If certain things are due to us as creatures, when once we have been created, so that God would not be God, if lie did not give them, yet that we were created at all was an immense gratuitous love. If He 166 WHY GOD LOVES US. condescends to make a covenant with us, yet it is of His own free love that He stoops to bind Himself; and again love, eternal love, must first have created us, before we could exist to be parties to a covenant. So that all is love. The analysis of creation resolves itself simply into love. Moreover what would become of us, if God gave us nothing but our due, or if He kept His munificence within the limits of His strict covenant? Is not His love breathing out everywhere, and breaking down our pride into humility, as the summer rain beats down the fragile flower, while we are weighing with minutest scales each ounce, and drachm, and scruple, of the miserable alloy with which we are pay- ing Him under the sweet-sounding name of love ? So far then is clear, that all the reasons for God's love of us are to be found exclusively on His side. No reasons whatever exist on ours. It is still a further inquiry what these reasons are ; and one to which we must now betake ourselves. Alas ! with our puny minds it is a hopeless inquisition to search through the vast recesses of the Divine Nature to find the reasons of God's love. God Himself is love, simple love ; and we may well suppose that if we might question each one of His perfections, the answer from them all would still be love. We are so sure of this that we do not anticipate any difficulty. Yet when we come to make the trial, the results are not altogether ac- cording to our expectations. There are few of God's attributes more beautiful or more adorable than His justice. There is no justice like His, for it is founded on His own divine nature, not on any obliga- tions by which He is bound. Some of the saints have had a special devotion to His justice, and have made it in a peculiar manner the subject of their contemplations. An intelligent creature would rather be in the hands of God's justice, than at the mercy of the most loving of his fellow- creatures. The apostle tells us that the acceptance of our WHY GOD LOVES US. 167 contrition and the forgiveness of our sins depends upon God^s justice. His distribution of the gifts of nature, grace, and glory, is the masterpiece of His justice, which alone and of itself could fill us with gladness and wonder for a whole eternity. His promises are the children of His jus- tice, and His fidelity to them is His exercise of that most royal attribute. It is because His love is so great a love, that His justice is so perfect and so pure. His punish- ments even are at once magnificent to look at, yet most dreadful to endure, because of the extremity of their unal- terable, and comprehensive and truthful justice. Even the vengeance of our God is a subject which love trembles to contemplate, but from which it will not turn away ! His justice moreover, even in the acceptance of our works, is a ^ justice due to His own perfections rather than to the efforts of our misery ; for what He receives from us is much more His own than ours. And is there a sight more exalting or more affecting amid all the wonders of theology than to see the beautiful, the faultless rigor of divine justice satisfied to its utmost demand, its enormous and most holy require- ments paid in full, and its dread loveliness and majestic sternness worshipped with an equal worship, by the Pre- cious Blood and the mysterious Passion of our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, God and Man ? He has hardly begun to know God who has not addicted himself, with humility and fear, his mind hushed and his heart in his hand, to the study of God's tremendous justice. But is it there that we can look for the reason of His love ? Was our creation a debt of justice due to our original justice ? Has our use of the gifts of nature, or our correspondence to the calls of grace, been such, that we dare to call on God to come and note it with all His justice, and pay it accord- ing to the rigor of its merits ? Listen to the sweet lamen- tation that issues evermore from the souls of purgatory through the breathing-places of the Church on earth,— is it 168 WHY GOD LOVES US. not more true ? Lord, if Thou shalt be extreme to mark "what is done amiss, Lord ! who shall abide it ? Of a truth we must be well clothed with the grace and justice of Jesus, before we shall dare to say with Job of old, Let Him weigh me in the balance of His justice. Surely if justice alone were to be concerned, we should look for punishment rather than for love. In the seventeenth century a succession of holy men were raised up in France, w^ho were drawn by the Holy Spirit to honor with a peculiar intensity and devotion the sanctity of God, and by the same unerring instincts of grace they were led to couple -with this devotion a special attraction to the spirit of the priesthood of Jesus. Let us approach this attribute of sanctity, and see if we can find there the reason for God^s exceeding love of creatures. God- is infinite holiness, because He is essential purity. Who can stand before the blaze of such a blinding light ? He is holy, because the Divine Essence is the root and fountain of all holiness. He is holy because He is the rule, the model, the exemplar of all holiness. He is holy, because He is the object of all holiness, which can be nothing else than love of God and union with Him. He is holy, because He is the principle of all holiness, inasmuch as He infuses it into angels and men, and as He is the last end to which all their holiness is inevitably directed. He is infinitely holy, because He is infinitely loveable ; and as all holiness consists in the love of God, so God's holiness consists in the love of Himself. Thus, and what an ador- able mystery it is ! the infinite purity of God is simply His self-love. We know not if a creature can gain a higher idea of God than is given out by this stupendous truth. But let us suppose that we are ever so holy, how will this created holiness stand by the side of that of God? He is holy in Himself, and of Himself, holy in essence, w'hich it is impossible for a creature to be. To no creature, says theo- WHY GOD LOVES US. 169 logy, can it be natural to be the son of God, to be impecca- ble, to have the Holy Ghost, and to see the Divine Nature. Our holiness consists in gifts gratuitously superadded to the feebleness and impossibilities of our finite nature. The holiness of God is substantial. His own very substance ; ours is but a quality and an accessory, an illumination of mind and impulse of will imparted to us by Himself. God is holy infinitely, both in intensity and in extent. Whereas we have, alas ! no words low enough to express the extreme littleness, the deplorable languor, the soon exhausted capa- city, of our brightest and most burning holiness. The holiness of God can neither grow nor be diminished. It cannot grow, because it is already infinite. It cannot be diminished, because it is His Essence. Ours is but a speck, whose very nature, hope, and efi'ort it is to grow. The holi- ness of Mary might grow for centuries with tenfold the rapidity that her vast merits grew on earth, and at the end she would be as little near the holiness of God as she is now. God's sanctity is eternal, ours but of a year or two ; perhaps it began quite late in life. God's sanctity is unin- telligible from its excess of purity and its depths of un- spotted light ; ours, alas ! a fellow-creature could see through and appreciate in less than half an hour. The holiness of God is inefi'ably fruitful: for it is the cause which originates, preserves, sets the example, and gives the aim to all created holiness whatsoever. Ours is fruitful, too, for holiness, as such, must be fruitful : but how little have we done, how many souls have we taught to know God and to love Him ? If the scandal and edification we have given were put into the scales, which would weigh down the other ? All this on the supposition that we are as holy as we might be. But we are not so. We are hardly holy at all* And knowing ourselves to be what we are, is it possible for us to conceive that infinite sanctity bade love create us out p 170 V/HY GOD LOVES US. of nothing, because it was so enamored of what it foresaw we should become ? The holiness of God has no necessary respect to creatures, as His mercy has : and yet, strange to say ! it is this seemingly most inimitable of all His attri- butes, which is expressly put before us as the object of our imitation. We are to be holy because God is holy, and perfect even as our heavenly Father is perfect. Do we then so represent and reflect this sanctity of God, as to become the object of such exuberant affection? If it were only to God's holiness that we might appeal, should we expect to find there the reason of His love ? Nay, if we had not truer views of God's equality, could we not more easily fimcy omnipotent love required to hinder infinite holiness from turning away from us in displeasure and aversion ? What did David mean when he said in the eighty-fifth psalm, first of all, Incline Thine ear, Lord, and hear me, for I am needy and poor, and then, Preserve my soul for I am holy? He was a man after God's heart: but what manner of men are we? Yet, while he was pleading his own holiness,* it was not to the holiness of God he was appealing ; for he adds, For Thou, Lord, art sweet and mild, and plenteous in mercy to all that call upon Thee. Is it the divine beauty which is so in love wuth us mise- rable creatures ? Yet how shall we search the unsearchable loveliness of God? One momentary flash of His beauty would separate body and soul by the vehemence of the ec- stasy which it would cause. We shall need to be fortified with the mysterious strength of the light of glory, before in the robust freshness of our immortality we can lie and look upon that beauty tranquil and unscathed. We shall see before us in living radiance, in the light of its own in- comprehensibility, in the shapeliness of its own immensity, infinite light and infinite power, infinite wisdom with infi- nite sweetness, infinite joy and infinite glory, infinite majes- * Many commentators suppose him to allude to his consecration as king. WUY GOD LOVES US. 171 ty with infinite holiness, infinite riches with an infinite sea of being ; we shall behold it not only containing all real and all imaginary and all possible goods, but containing them in the most eminent and unutterable manner, and not only so, but containing them, breathless exhibition of most ravishing supernal beauty ! in the unity of a most transcending and majestic simplicity ; and this illimitable vision is in its totality the beauty of the Divine Nature ; and what we see, though we call it it, is not a thing, but Him, a Being, Him, our Creator, Three Persons, One God. This Beauty is God, the beautiful God ! how we our- selves turn to dust and ashes, nay, to loathsome death and corruption, when we think thereon ! We were going to say that God has His beauty from Himself, we ours from Him; that His was illimitable, ours almost imperceptible; that His was within, ours borrowed from without; that His could neither grow nor fade, while ours is a vague, uncer- tain, fluctuating shadow : but is it not more true to say that we have no beauty whatsoever ? my heart ! my heart ! how loudly art thou telling me to stop, for, as for infinite beauty, unless it might be infinitely deceived, it could only be revolted by thy guilt and wretchedness ! Infinite wisdom must have strangely forgotten itself, if it can be in love with us for our own sakes. The most fearful thing about the divine wisdom, and that which makes it so adorable is, that it is God^s knowledge of us in Himself. He does not look out upon us, and contemplate us, like an infinitely intelligent spectator, from without. But He looks into Himself, and sees us there, and knows us, as He knows all things, in the highest, deepest, and most ultimate causes, and judges of us with a truth, the light and infallibility of which are overwhelming and irresistible. St. Mary Mag- dalen of Pazzi examined her conscience out loud in an ec- stasy, and we look upon it as a supernatural monument of delicate self-knowledge. But what is the self-knowledge of 172 WHY GOD LOVES US. an examination of conscience, by the side of God's instan- taneous, penetrating, and exhausting knowledge of us in Himself? That wisdom also is the capacious abyss in ■which all the manifold beauties of possible creatures, and the magnificent worship of possible worlds, revolve in order, light, and number amidst the divine ideas. And what are we by the side of visions such as these ? As the flood of the noontide sun poured cruelly upon wounded eyes, so is the regard of God^s knowledge fixed sternly on the sinner's soul. Oh the excruciating agony it must be, added to the torments of the lost, to feel how nakedly and transparently they lie in the light of God's intolerable wisdom? Must not we too have some faint shadow of that feeling ? If the Sacred Humanity of Jesus did not cover our cold and na- kedness and shivering poverty as with a sacred mantle, or if we fell out from beneath it into the broad day of God's unsparing wisdom, we should surely faint away with fear and terror in the sense of our abject created vileness. Can we dream then that God loves us so well, because He knows us so thoroughly? no ! like little children must we hide our faces in the lap of our dearest Lord, and cry with half-stifled voice, Turn away Thy face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities ! Infinite wisdom has almost taxed itself with ingenious desires to save our souls and to win our love ; and w^hat, in spite of all its curious array of graces and inventions, have we become ? and how can that wisdom look upon us and be otherwise than disap- pointed? And what must disappointment be like in God? That which is most like a limit to Omnipotence, is the free will of man ; and that which looks most like a failure in unfailing power, is the scantiness of the love which God obtains from man. We have no words to tell the power of God. We have no ideas by the help of which we can so much as approach to an honorable conception of it. What a boundless field of wild speculation possible creatures and WHY GOD LOVES US. 173 possible worlds open out to view! Yet all this does not aid us to imagine God^s unimaginable power. Possibility seems to us almost infinite, so widely does it reach, so much does it imply, so stupendous is the variety of operations within its grajsp. But a Being who is not bound by impossibility, to whom the impossible is no limit whatever, to whom no- thing is impossible, what can He be like ? We may heap up words for years, and we get no nearer to realizing what we mean. We have no picture of it in our minds. Now if, to such terrific power, there could be great or small, should not we be so small as to be contemptible in its sight, and so it would pass us over? But if we have re- strained this grand Omnipotence, if we have dared to brave its might, if we have ventured to try our strength with its strength, if we have dared to throw our wills as an obstacle beneath the rushing of its impetuous wheels, should we not expect, if God were only and simply power, that it would tread us out of life, trample us back into our darksome nothingness, and then onward, onward, onward still, upon its swift resplendent way through exhaustless miracles, uncounted worlds, and nameless fields of unima- ginable glory? God is truth, all truth, the only truth. Truth is the beauty of God, and His beauty is the plenitude of truth. Everything is what it is in the sight of God, and it is nothing else. Truth is the character of God^s mind, and the perfection of His goodness. All truth in creatures is a derivation from the truth of God. Everything in the divine ideas has a peculiar fitness and congruity which makes it worthy of Him, because it makes it truthful. God is truth, not only in Himself, absolute, unapproach- able truth, but He is especially truth as He is the exemplar of creatures. Whatever is true in them, is so because it is in accordance with Him, as their rule and pattern, or, as philosophers call it, their exemplary cause. The whole p2 174 WHY GOD LOVES US. truth of creation is, therefore, in its conformity to God; and whatever is not conformed to Him is a distortion, a horror, and a lie. Yet there is, perhaps, none of the divine excellencies which more broadly distinguish the Creator from the creature, than this of truth ; none with which it is more important for us to communicate ; and none whose communication is more thoroughly supernatu- ral, or in which perseverance is more difficult. Moreover, so necessary to creation is this divine perfection in the Creator, that all creatures might say, by instinct as well as by inspiration, Let God be true and every man a liar. But, now, if truth, the only created truth, is likeness to God, conformity to God, a direct aiming at God, how far is there any truth in us ? How far do we differ from our original, how do we vary from our pattern, how do we swerve from the straight line, and are awkward in the hands of Him who builds the heavenly Jerusalem after the model of His truth ? Must not truth abhor that which is so untrue, as we know ourselves to be ? Is it not the case that, many a time in life, the Holy Ghost has wakened us up to a sense of our exceeding untruthfulness, so that we see our whole reality fading away in the darkness of hypocrisy, conceit, pretence, vainglory, intentional falsehood, half-deliberate diplomacy, circuitous insincerity, and unintended unavoid- able concealments, which yet make us be all the while acting a part, and seeming to be what we are not? Oh! we feel all miserable and shameful with the uncleanness of untruth, and love to think, in the agony of our self- hatred, that, at least, the eye of God sees through and through our dishonorable disguises, and pierces with his rays of light abysses we ourselves only suspect, and do not know, of the most undignified and monstrous self-deceit. Does God love us, then, because we are so truthful ? Let us ask our question of one more attribute, and then we will conclude our search. But how shall we speak of WHY GOD LOYES US. I7e5 thee, beautiful mercy of God ! It is mercy which seems, above all things, to make us understand God. While the practise of it in reality makes the creature like the Creator, it seems to us as if, when He practised it, it made the Crea- tor like the creature. For it has about it an appearance of sadness and of sympathy, a pity, a self-sacrifice, a pathos, which belong to the nobility of a created nature. It makes God to be so fatherly, as if truly He sorrowed for His sons, and spoke kind words, and did gentle things, out of the exuberant affection of the pain He feels for our dis- tresses and our needs. How shall we define this golden attribute of mercy? Is it not the one perfection which we creatures give, or seem to give, to our Creator? How could He have mercy, were it not for us? He has no sorrows that want soothing, no necessities that need supplying ; for He is the ocean of interminable being. Mercy is the tran- quillity of His omnipotence and the sweetness of His omnipresence ; the fruit of His eternity and the compa- nion of His immensity; the chief satisfaction of His jus- tice ; the triumph of His wisdom ; and the patient perse- verance of His love. "Wherever we go, there is mercy : the peaceful, active, broad, deep, endless mercy of our heavenly Father. If we work by day, we work in mercy's light; and we sleep at night in the lap of our Father's mercy. The courts of heaven gleam with its outpoured prolific beauty. Earth is covered with it, as the waters cover the bed of the stormy sea. Purgatory is, as it were, its own separate creation ; and is lighted by its gentle moonlight, gleaming there soft and silvery through night and day. Even the realm of hopeless exile is less palpably dark than it would be, did not some excesses of mercy's light enter even there. ^\ hat but mercy could have divined the misery of non- existence, and then have called in Omnipotence and love to build a universe, and fill it full of life? This was its 176 WHY GOD LOVES US. first essay. Yet, as if, in the very instant of peopling no^ thingness with angelic and with human life, it outstripped itself, and was not content with its mighty work, it raised its creation to a state of grace simultaneously with its state of nature. Then, wdien the human race perversely fell from this supernatural order, and drifted away from God, to deluge the world with grace was not enough for mercy. It brought down from heaven the Person of the Eternal Word, and united it to human nature, that so it might redeem the world with the marvels, almost incredible mar- vels, of a truly divine redemption. Anything, therefore, might be asked of mercy. It might be asked to furnish the reasons of the Creator^s love. Yet, if we may say so, mercy seems to be but one method of His love. His love is, somehow, wider than His mercy, although His mercy is simply inilr>ite. Mercy is one of His perfections, while love is the harmony of all. Mercy does not tire of us, does not despair of us, does not give over its pursuit of us, takes no offence, repays evil with good, and is the ubiquitous minister of the Precious Blood of Jesus. But love seems more than this. Love fixes upon each of us, individualizes us, is something personal. Love is just and equitable no less than kind, is wise as well as powerful. Love is tan- tamount to the whole of God, and is co-extensive with Him. Mercy is something by itself. Love is the perfection of the Uncreated in Himself. Mercy is the character of the Crea- tor. Mercy pities, spares, makes allowances, condescends. But love rewards, honors, elevates, equalizes with itself, ihe idea of predilection does not enter into mercy, whereas, It is ihe secret life of love. We do not know; but it does not feoem as if mercy quite answered the question we are asking. And yet, if mercy is not the reason of God's love, where else shail we find it in His infinity? But it is time to close. We have seen with what a love it is that God loves us, and we have asked whv it is He loves WHY GOD LOVES US. 177 US. It must be for reasons to be found either on man's side or on God's side. Xot on man's side ; for he in himself is nothingness ; he is but a speck even amid rational creations. To his nothingness he has added rebellion, and in no way can he add an^'thing to God. Even on human principles his very service of God is almost insulting. He is the con- tradictory of God in all things, and if he is characterized by any one thing rather than another, it is by pusillanimity and meanness. We have therefore had to look for the reason on God's side ; and looking at His chief perfections, one after another, we have hardly found what we were seeking. Infinite justice would lead Him to punish us. Infinite sanc- tity would turn away from us in displeasure. Infinite beauty would be revolted, and infinite wisdom be disappointed. Infinite power would regard us as contemptible and pass us over. Infinite truthnvould contemplate us as an hypo- crisy and a lie. Finally, mercy all but infinite would tire of us, and it is just the infinity of mercy which does not tire. But love is something more than not being tired. Why then does God love us ? We must answer, Because He created us. This then would make mercy the reason of His love. But why did He create us ? Because He loved us. We are entangled in this circle, and do not see how to escape from it. Bat it is a fair prison. We can rest in it, while we are on earth ; and if we are never to know any- thing more, then we will make our home in it for eternity. Who would tire of such captivity ? God loves us because He has created us. What sort of a feeling is it which the peculiarity of having created some one out of nothing would give us ? Who can tell ? We suppose it to be a feeling which contains in itself all the grounds of all earthly loves, such as paternal, fraternal, conjugal, and filial; and of all angelic loves besides, of which we know nothing. We suppose it to contain them all, not only in an infinite degree, but also in the most in- 12 178 WHY GOD LOVES US. conceivably eminent manner, and further than that, with an adorable simplicity which belongs only to the Divine Nature. But when we have imagined all this, we see that something remains over and above in a Creator's love, which we cannot explain ; but which we must suppose to be a feeling arising out of His having created us out of nothing, and which is what it is, because He is what He is, the in- finitely blessed God. This then is our answer : He loves us because He has created us. Certainly the mvstery does not fill our minds with light ; at least not with such light as we can communicate ; but, which is far more it sets our hearts on fire. OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 179 CHAPTER III. OUR MEANS OP LOVING GOD. Magna res amor. Nam cum amat Deus, non aliud vult quam amari : quippe qui ob aliud non amat, nisi ut ametur, sciens ipsos amore beatos qui se amaverint. suavitatem ! O gratiam ! amoris vim ! ,S'. Bernard. It has often been the benevolent amusement of sages and philanthropists to draw pictures of imaginary republics. Sometimes they have placed their ideal citizens in positions unusually favorable for the exercise of the highest virtues, at other times they have represented the whole duty and happiness of men to consist in some one virtue, as patriot- ism or simplicity, or again these legislators have delivered their imaginary people from all the restraints and conven- tions of civilization, in order that the development of their liberty might take its own direction and have the fullest play. So we also might amuse ourselves by conceiving some possible imaginary world. We might suppose that, when the day of doom is over, God^s creative love will move to some other planet of our system, and people it with rational creatures, to serve Him and to glorify His Name. We might picture to ourselves these creatures as neither angels nor men ; but of some different species, such as God knows how to fashion. They might preserve their original integrity, and neither fall partially, as the angels did, nor the whole race, as was the unhappy fortune of man. They would of course be the subjects of Jesus, because He is the head and first-born of all creatures. But their way of wor- 180 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. shipping Him might be quite different from ours. They might also be under different material laws ; and different powers of mind and will might involve varieties of moral obligation very different from those which belong to us. They might thus be another variety in the magnificence of Christ^s church. They might be higher than angels, or lower than men, or between the two. They would be least likely to be lower than men, because then our Blessed Lord would not have carried His condescension to the uttermost. When we had fully pictured to ourselves this possible world, we might curiously descend into every conceivable ramifi- cation of that new planetary life, and see what the beha- vior of these creatures would be like. We might watch them in the arrangements of their social system, in the complications of their public life, or in the minute habits of their domestic privacy. We might picture to ourselves their trades and professions, their standards of the beauti- ful, their arts and sciences, their philosophy and literature, their rules of criticism, their measures of praise or blame. We might imagine war to be an impossibility to their na- ture, their political revolutions to be without sin, their suf- ferings not to be penalties of a past fault, or solitude to be to them the same sort of normal state which society is to us. When we had completed our picture, this possible world would have some kind of likeness to our own, al- though it would be so very different, partly because God would be its Creator, and partly because we could not paint the picture without copying in some degree from our- selves. This imaginary world would probably however differ less from ours, than ours would differ from itself, if the precept of the love of God were fully kept by all the inhabitants of the world. Let us try now to put a picture of this before ourselves. It need not be altogether imaginary, and it may actually help to realize itself. Every man and woman in OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 181 the world, and every child as soon as it comes to the use of reason, is bound by the golden chains of that delightful precept. Christian or Jew, Mahometan or idolator, all souls, in all their degrees of darkness and of light, are under the bright shadow of that universal commandment. Nothing can be more reasonable. Every creature was created by God for God's own sake. Hence he has nothing to do but God's work, nothing to seek but God's glory ; and that work and that glory God has been pleased to repose in love, in the easy service of a rational and yet supernatural love. Neither has He left us in uncertainty with respect to the extent of the precept. Hear, Israel, the Lord our God is one Lord. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart, and with thy whole soul, and with thy whole strength. St. Matthew tells us that a doctor of the law said to Jesus, Master, which is. the great commandment in the law? Jesus said to him. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart, and with thy whole soul, and with thy whole mind. This is the greatest and the first commandment. Where Moses says, with thy whole strength, St. Matthew says, with thy whole mind. Thus God is solemnly declared to be the object of our love, which love is to be distinguished by two characteristics. It is to be universal : heart, soul, mind, and strength are to go to it. It is to be undivided: for it claims the whole heart, the whole soul, the whole mind, the whole strength. Putting it then at the lowest, and setting aside such heroic manifestations of love as are either the ornaments of a devout piety or the counsels of a high perfection, what is every one bound to by this precept, as soon as he attains the use of reason? He is bound to love God better than anything else : he is bound to put a higher value upon God than anything else : he is bound to obey all the will of God about him as far as he knows it: and he is bound, at least Q 182 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. in general intention, to direct all his actions to the glory of God. In his heart nothing can be allowed to come into competition with God. His soul must be engrossed by nothing short of God. His mind must esteem nothing at all in comparison with God ; and all his strength must be at God's service in a way in which it is not at the service of anything else. Whatever he falls short of all this from the first day of reason's dawn to the closing hour of life, he must repair with a loving sorrow based on God's eternal goodness. This is of simple obligation to the whole world, through the populous breadth of Asia, in the crowded coasts and vast cities of Europe, across Africa from one ocean to the other, from the northernmost dwelling of America to where its extreme headlands face the antarctic ice, and in every island of the sea and palm-crowned coral reef, both great and smalL It is as much of obligation, more so if it could be more, as to do no murder. Not a creature of God ever has entered or ever will enter into His eternal joy, who has not kept this precept, or by sorroAv won his forgiveness for the breach, except the baptised infants of the catholic church. Many considerations may be more startling than this : but we know of none which are more profoundly serious. For we must bear in mind that we are speaking, not of counsel, but of commandment, not of perfection but of obli- gation, not of possibilities but of necessities. It is the very alphabet of our religion, the starting point of our catechism, the first principle of salvation ; and reapcn claims to join with revelation in imposing this universal precept on the souls of men. Does the world keep it ? Let us see what it would be like if it did keep it. We are to suppose that all the men, women, and children over seven, throughout the earth, loved God always, God supremely, and God with an undi- vided heart. The world might then be called a world of OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 183 undivided hearts. It would be the peculiarity of this planet, of this portion of God's creation, of this fair moon- lit garden third in order from the sun: it would be its pe- culiarity that it was a living world of loving human hearts, over which God reigned supreme with an empire of undi- vided love. This, we must use human words, is what God intended, what God expected, the paradise and court He had prepared for His Incarnate Son. And if it were so would it be less unlike the real world than that imaginary possible world which we were picturing to ourselves just now? If all classes in their places, and all minds in their measure and degree, were loving God according to the precept, wonderful results would follow. To realize them we should have to penetrate into every corner of the world, into every secret sanctuary of life, and watch the revolution which divine love would bring about. No one thing would be the same. The world would not be like a world of saints, because we are not supposing heroic, austere, self- sacrificing love, but only the love of the common precept. Voluntary suffering is part of the idea of the Incarnation, or flows from it : for Christian austerity is a form of love, which has little in common with the proud expiating penance of the Hindoo, except the look. It would not be like an immense monastery : for all men would be in the world, not leaving the world ; and the world would be a means of loving God, not a hinderance which our courage must vanquish, or a snare from which our prudence is fain to fly. There would be no wickedness to make a hell on earth : yet earth could not be heaven, because there would be no vision of God. It would be more like purgatory than anything else. For the love of God would not hinder suffering, though it would almost abolish sorrow. But it would make all men pine very eagerly and very patiently to love God more, and to see Him whom they already love 184 OUR MEANS or LOVING GOD. SO much. The whole earth would be one scene of religion, not of religious enthusiasm or the romance of sanctity, but of active, practical, exclusive, business-like religion. Com- mon sense would be engrossed with religious duties. Each man would be unimpassionately possessed with religion, as if it were his ruling passion, working powerfully under control. Yet all this would be within the bounds of the common precept, not like the sublime preternatural lives of the canonized saints. Remember — we are not speak- ing of what is possible, so much as of what is conceivable. What a change would come over the political world ! The love of God would be the honest and obvious and ex- clusive end of all states and nations. Diplomacy would fade away into mutual counsel for God's glory, and having lost all its mystery, it would lose all its falsehood too. Commercial treaties, questions of boundaries, the rights of intervention, — what a new character the love of God would infuse into as many of these things as it still allowed to live! The mercantile world, how calm and indifferent it would become I No one would make haste to be rich. Except food and raiment and ordinary comforts, we say comforts because, on the hypothesis, men would not be saints, all else of life would be prayer and praise and works of mercy, with confession perhaps for venial sins. The literature of these men would give forth nothing but what was chaste and true, ennobling and full of faith. A daily newspaper, such as we are acquainted with, would be a blissful impossibility. We fear that antiquarian questions might be pursued with somewhat less of zest than now, and possibly fewer sacrifices of life be made to advance the interests of science. A most vigorous reality would enter into and animate everything. Many professions would change their characters ; many more would cease to exist. Systems of education would be greatly modified ; and pri- sons and police would disappear from the land. Sessions OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 185 of parliament would be very short, and little would be said, and very much be done. The tone of conversation would be changed, and a sort of strange tranquillity would come over the race of men, with which energy would not be necessarily incompatible, but under which our energy would be so different from what it is now, that we cannot at all adequately represent it to ourselves. But, in return for this apparent dulness, which might affect some of the things on which our activity at present fastens, by morbid predilection, how much the world would gain in other ways ! How magnificent would be the con» troversies of such a world ! The peace and light of the love of God would elevate the intellect a thousand-fold. The products of the human mind would be incalculably more profound and beautiful than now, and the amount of intellectual activity would be immeasurably increased, while a larger proportion of it also would be employed on the higher branches of mental philosophy. What eleva- tion, too, and gigantic progress, would the physical sciences probably receive, as well from the greater cultivation of mental philosophy, as from the reach and grasp of intelli- gence which more abundant grace would restore to us ! The sciences of beauty, too, how much more beautiful and abundant would they come, when they were called to minister to the sanctuary of God, and not to the mere material indulgences of men ! Who can believe we should not know much more of nature, and of its mysterious pro- perties, if we knew more of Him who originated them all, and love would teach us more of Him ? The amount of private happiness would be likewise augmented beyond all calculation. All other loves would be, as it were, glorified by the love of God; and would be poured out of each human heart with an intensity and an abundance to which sin is now a complete impediment. The moral perfections of our nature would bring forth exquisite and generous q2 186 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. fruits, of which we have at present but rare instances, at distant intervals. But, above and beyond all this, there would be a world of supernatural actions, flowing in in- cessant streams from every heart, uniting us to God, puri- fying our commonest intentions, and transforming us, day by day, into an excellence far beyond ourselves. What must the precept be whose common observance would do so much as this ? And yet this precept actually lies upon each one of us at this moment, with the most inevitable universality and the most stringent obligation ! Surely we must see to this. Hitherto, we have been engaged in two very elementary inquiries ; Why does God wish us to love Him ? and, Why does He love us ? If God desires us to love Him, there must be some sort of love with which it is possible and right to love Him. This is obvious. Yet, in the course of our investigations, we have come across so much in ourselves that is little and vile and mean, that we may be tempted to think that we cannot love God with any real or acceptable love. It is just here that God meets our self- abjection, guards it from excess, and hinders its doing us any injury, by laying upon us the absolute and essential precept of loving Him with our whole heart and soul and mind and strength. He enables us to fulfil this command- ment, by disclosing to us a beautiful variety of grounds or motives for our love ; and He makes the fulfilment easy, by the many kinds of love of which he has made our souls capable, and which suit the difi'erent temperaments of men. So, what we have to do now, is to examine our grounds for loving God, and then the various kinds of love with which it is happily in our power to love our most merciful Crea- tor. We must observe, first of all, that the love which is required of us by the precept, is a personal love. None else will satisfy. It is not the love of the approbation of OUR IMEANS OF LOVING GOD. 187 conscience, or of the self-re\Yarding sense of dut}^ or of the loveliness of virtue, or of the immensity of our recompense, or of the attraction which a well-ordered mind has to rec- titude and propriety. It is a personal love, and must be characterized by the warmth, the generosity, the intimacy, the dominion, and all the peculiar life which belongs to a personal love, as distinguished from the love of a thing or of a place. It is the love of a Being, of Three Divine Persons, of God. He reveals Himself to us in various affectionate relationships, so as to make our love more intensely personal, more like a loyalty and a devotion, and, at the same time, to adapt it better to our human nature. But when we return the love of another, it very much concerns us to know what kind and amount of love it is which we have to return. At the risk of repetition, we must, therefore, briefly sum up the love of God to man, as theology puts it before us. God's love of His creatures is not the fruit of His mercy, or of any of the Divine Perfec- tions by themselves. His love of us is part of His Natural Goodness ; and His natural goodness is simply the excel- lence of His Divine Nature, considered in itself. God's goodness, we are taught in the catholic schools, is threefold. He is good by reason of the perfection of His nature, and this is His natural goodness. He is good also by reason of His sanctity, and this is His moral goodness. He is good also by reason of His beneficence, which is called His benignity. But, in reality, this last goodness is simply a part of the first, a necessary consequence of the perfection of His Nature, of His natural goodness ; so that love of creatures, or the Divine benignity, is part of the perfection of the Divine Nature. How unspeakable, therefore, is the value of the love of God ! how transcending the dignity with which it invests the poor helpless creature ! and how completely does the origin of His love of us, deep down in 188 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. the primal fountains of the Godhead, simplify Him, and all His condescensions, and His gifts, and His justice, and His anger, to pure and simple love ! Let us follow the teaching of theology a little further. The Divine Nature is a plenitude of perfection, a fulness and a " superfulness,'' as St. Denys calls it. Not that God is too full, or can ever cease being filled, but He is eternally filled to overflowing with the true, the beautiful, the mag- nificent, and the good. Fulness leads to communicative- ness. Communicativeness is the consequence of abundance. It is the necessity of an overflowing abundance. It seems a law even among creatures, a shadow of a higher law, that, in proportion as a thing is perfect, it is full of perfec- tion in its own kind, and longs to communicate itself, and at last breaks its bound and does communicate itself. This is the case with human love, human kindness, human know- ledge. Exuberance is an inseparable accompaniment of perfection. So this "superfulness^' of God, this exceeding plenitude of the Divine Nature, must needs communicate itself, and be eternally communicating itself. This com- munication may be of two kinds : the one natural or necessary, which must be and which must always be ; the other free, which God may withhold, which is a gift, which is not necessary, but which, when God has once been pleased to make it, cannot easily be separated from Him, even in idea. We can conceive that there could have been such a Being as an Uncreating God. But we cannot con- ceive what He would have been like. He would not have resembled our own present God. He would not have been our Heavenly Father, merely short of Benignity, Dominion, Providence, Mercy, Justice, and of that perfection which makes Him the End of all things. His natural goodness vvouid have been different, not less infinitely perfect, but inconceivably otherwise than it is now.^ * Lessius de Perfect Divin. lib. ix. Also St. Thomas i. q. xiii. art. 7. OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 189 As the perfection of the Divine Nature is infinite, so the communication of it which is natural and necessary must be infinite as well ; and it must have this mysterious and adorable characteristic, that it must communicate itself vrithout multiplying itself; for how can that which is infi- nite be multiplied? Hence comes the fecundity of the Divine Nature, considering that Nature in Three Persons, the Father as the Fountain of the Godhead, the Son as the Eternal Knowledge of itself, and the Holy Ghost as its eternal Love of self, as one essence in Three Equal Divine Persons. From the communicativeness, or fecundity of the Divine Nature, it must necessarily be that the Father ever generates, the Son is ever generated, the Father and the Son ever breathe forth their love as one, and the Holy Spirit is ever being breathed forth. And because of the infinite plenitude of the Divine Nature there can, in this necessary and natural communication of itself, be no sort of inequality, no precedence, no priority, no diminution, no inferiority, no subordination.^ These are not mere words. They are God's eternal life. They will be our eternal life as well. Besides this necessary communication of the Divine Na- ture, which is natural to it, and inevitable, there is also a free communication of it, an overflow which is a gift, a magnificence deeply appertaining to God's natural good- ness, and yet which He could withhold, and still be God. As we call the necessary communication of the Divine Na- ture its fecundity, so we call the free communication of it, its benignity, both being in fact consequences of God's na- tural goodness, only the one necessary, the other free. There is no limit to the number of ways in which the Di- vine Nature may freely communicate itself; and each of * The reader must distinguish between the Divine Essence communicating itself, and the Divine Essence generating itsel^, which last is forbidden by the Lateran Council to be said. 190 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. these ways will represent a difi'erent and peculiar rational creation. We only know of two such ways, which have resulted, one in the creation of angels, the other in the creation of men. But there might be as many divers rational creations as there are millions of starry worlds, or all the stars multiplied a million times. We cannot venture to suppose that the creations of angels and men have ex- hausted the possible modes by which the Divine Nature may freely communicate itself to created intellects and to created wills. Creation, if we may say so, is perhaps only in its infancy ; and as God seems to have an inconceivable love of order, and He, to whom there is no succession, ap- pears to delight in doing things successively in realms of time and space, so, when the doom has closed the probation of the family of man, other creatures may succeed, other natures people material worlds, or immaterial homes of spiritual beauty ; and so God may go on in His fertile benignity for evermore. I cannot look at the starry skies, but this thought comes to my mind like a belief. There may be rational creatures lower than man, though it cer- tainly is very difficult to conceive of them. But even our limited capacities can imagine a perpetual efflux of rational creations higher than man in almost numberless degrees. Thus creation is God doing freely, what in the Generation of the Son and the Procession of the Holy Ghost He does necessarily. The natural goodness of God, which is defined to be the excellence of the Divine Nature, is the single ex- planation of all His operations, whether within Himself or without. So that the same love which evermore *' produces'^ in God, as theologians speak, the Holy Trinity, made of its own free will both men and angels, and cherishes them with an eternal compassion. What a view of creation does not this open out before us ! How is it we can ever think of anything but God ? how more than royal is the origin of our immortal souls, and in what vast destinies does OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 191 Divine love intend that they should expatiate for evermore ! Earth grows more and more like a speck as our thoughts ascend : our affections detach themselves from it more and more. As life goes on, and life and grace together draw us nearer to God, earth, in spite of all its affectionate memo- rials, becomes only a pretty planet, and nothing more : but oh ! why is it we let slow time do the work which swift grace would so much better do? But this account of God's love of creatures does by no means include all that is to be said of His love of man. The creation of angels is incomparably more magnificent than the creation of men. Men are all of one species. The diversities of the angels are no doubt specific. Some have thought that as angels do not produce each other, like the fruitful generations of men, each angel must be a species himself. Others consider, for reasons this is not the place to enter into, that each choir consists of three species, which in the nine choirs of the three hierarchies would make twenty-seven species. None would doubt but that the hierarchies and even the choirs must differ from each other specifically. Nay, to us we confess it seems un- likely that earth with its infinite variety of beasts and birds, of insects and fishes, should outdo in this peculiar kind of magnificence, namely, the numberlessness of species, the great angelic world ; and if the specific differences of the angels are more simple than those of earth, they would be all the more striking because of their simplicity. Yet in spite of the superiority of the angelic world, and because perhaps we are less acquainted with its peculiar preroga- tives, men seem to have many indubitable pre-eminences above the angels. The angels imitate the virginity of the Most Holy Trinity without its fruitfulness. Man shares in the fruitfulness of God ; and Mary, a pure daughter of man and whose nature is merely human, shares at once the fruitfulness and the virginity of God, and, as His Mother, 192 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. rules the angels with queenly supremacy in heaven. This pretty planet was the scene of the Incarnation and the Crucifixion of the Son of God. He took man^s nature upon Him, not that of angels. He had a human Mother, a human Soul, a human Body. He spoke human language, and had human thoughts. He had human ways about Him, human habits, gestures, peculiarities, and even infirmities. Furthermore, when the angels fell, He held out no hand to check them as they went down the frightful abyss. Man He forgives not once, or twice, or seventy times seven times, but many times a day, and all day long. He stands in a different relation to man, and man to Him. His love of man comes out of the same natural goodness, which gives forth His love of the angels. But His love of us is a different sort of love. His love of us seems to contain more than His love of them. At least it has certain peculiarities proper to itself, a fondness, a clinging to us, a patience with us, a pursuit of us, an attraction to us, which the par- don of the Fall and the mystery of the Incarnation do nothing but exemplify. Whence this predilection for the human race ? Whence this preference on the part of the Divine Nature of human nature over the angelic? Is it because we are so little and so low? Is it because the Divine Nature in yearning to communicate itself, yearned to do ^0 to the uttermost, was not content short of the lowest point of the rational creation, and that the depth of its abasement was the measure of its gladness and its love ? If so, new creations will be higher than man, not lower : lower than the angels, God^s eldest born, but higher than that lowest step in the scale of intellectual creations, whereon the Incarnate Word has taken His stand that He may em- brace all creations beneath His Headship, and cement all of them together, the highest with the lowest, as one dominion pertaining to the Unity of God. Such is the only picture that we, after trial, have been OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 193 able theologically to make to ourselves of the love of God for man. It is this enormous love \vhich it is our duty to return. It is not a matter of choice, or of perfection. It is a question of precept and obligation. It is a command- ment, vrhich we shall be lost eternally if we do not endea- vor to fulfil. Our next step, therefore, must be to enquire upon what feelings of our human nature God has engrafted the possibility of our loving Him, in what channels He has bidden that love to run, what motives are to actuate it, on what relationships to Ilim it is to establish itself. For it will be found that God is so essentially good that whatever position He takes up with regard to us is a new right and title to our love. We do not say that those who are lost will love Him, but even in their case His mercy has a right to love, both because punishment was so long delayed, and because it is now inflicted with so much less severity than they have both merited and could be supernaturally strengthened to endure. But in our case, whose account is mercifully not yet closed, it is simply true that every rela- tion in which God stands to us furnishes us with new and constraining motives to love Him with a fresh and daily beginning love. First of all, we are God^s subjects. There are none of us who desire to question His dominion. "We should be sim- ply ruined, annihilated, if we were not in His care and keeping. Obedience to Him is safer and happier for us than any liberty of which we could dream. He is our king, and never monarch had so many claims to enthusiastic popularity as He. His rule over us is the gentlest we can conceive. It hardly makes itself felt at all. His omnipre- sence is like the pressure of the air, needful to health and life, yet imperceptible. His government is one of love. His very penalties we have to wring from Him by repeated treasons, and when they come they are so disguised in mercy, that it is hard to discern between chastisement and 13 R 194 OUR MEANS OP LOVING GOD. love. His facility in pardoning is something beyond com- pare. He seems to compromise His own regal dignity by the profuse liberality with which He uses His prerogative of mercy. He pardons not only after the nervousness of trial and the ignominy of conviction, but He pardons us without mentioning it, without boasting of it, without warning us, without getting the credit of pardoning, often as in baptism, and with forgotten sins, without even our acknowledgment of guilt. Often He seems to forgive be- fore the offence is complete. We sin, half knowing we shall be forgiven. As to the consequences of our sins to others, He hardly ever lays on us the responsibility of attending to them. He charges His own administration with that burden, which of a truth requires a love, a wisdom, and a power which He alone possesses. No earthly king was ever like Him in His providence over His subjects. No angelic monarch could come near Him in this beautiful perfection. Every want is foreseen. The vast complications both of nature and of grace fit close to the individual life, shield it from every danger, penetrate it with a balm and sweet- ness which give vigor and delight, and make each man feel as if the world were made for him alone, and as if he were rather the last end of God than God the last end to him. In the exercise of His royalty, all is equable, timely, harmonious, pliant ; nothing harsh, sudden, abrupt, dis- concerting, or domineering. Surely then, simply as Hia subjects, we are bound to a loyalty and love as warm, and generous, and faithful, as it is easy, ennobling and de- lightful. But we are His servants also. He is our master as well as our king. All servitude is full of motives of humility. Servants, when they forget that they are servants, cease that moment to be good servants. Yet, if we thought and felt aright, presumption would be more likely than abjection to grow upon the thought that we are in the service of our Ma- OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 195 ker. The annals of history give us many beautiful examples of the attachment which a noble-minded servant can have for his earthly master; and the memorials of private life are full of them all the year round. But what is it which makes a master so justly dear to a good servant? It is his consi- derateness. And who is so considerate as God ? Oh won- derful mystery ! see how God always shows by His manner to us His remembrance of our little services, a forgetfalness of our slovenly shortcomings, an affectionate exaggerated satisfaction with what we do, and at the worst a look only of wondering wounded feeling, when disgrace, reproof, or chastisement would better have fitted our misdeeds ! He never lets us be oppressed with work. He never disregards our fatigue. He cheers us under failure. It is, if we must say it, almost the fault of His easy kindness that we are apt to forget ourselves, to play the master, and to wonder when He does not wait on us and serve, though of a truth He seldom fails to change places with us when we want it. His forbearance is one incessant miracle. We should not keep a servant a month who treated us as we treat Him. Awkward, ungracious, reluctant, it is thus we always meet the courtesies of His abundant love, which vouchsafes to treat us on equal terms, lest even the look of condescension should wound the silly susceptibilities of our childish pride. As to wages, both those He has bound Himself to give, and those which come in the shape of frequent gifts, and perquisites unspecified, the bounty of an earthly master is to His munificence as the poverty of the creature is to the wealth of the Creator. Who would not rather be the servant of such a Master, than have a whole world left to himself and to the liberty of his disposal? Who would care to have creation for his property, when he may have the Creator for his own ? God is our Friend. It requires an act of faith, and not a little act, to say so. But so it is ; the Infinite, the Omni- 196 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. potent, the All-holy is our bosom friend. We doubt if any human friendship ever really lasted the whole of two mutual lives. Few men are habitually insincere even with the few whom they love extremely. Fewer still trust their friends with a perfectly confiding trust. Nay, friend- ship shows itself in a morbid readiness to take offence, in petty diplomacies to find out if injurious suspicions are true, in proud silences which will not ask for explanations, or in childish breaches made for the childish excitement of reconciliations. The truth is, friendship is a romance, that has been written and spoken a thousand times among men, but never acted, unless in a dramatic way. Thus we pray proverbially to be saved from our friends, and we say that a man who has many acquaintances, and few friends, is at once the happiest and the safest of mankind. There have hardly been a dozen friendships since the time of Jonathan and David, which could bear the weight of an awkward- looking circumstance, or a decently attested report And friendship at its height, in the fervor of its fever-fit, what is it but a tyranny ? Our friends think themselves gods, not men, and us their instruments, the profitable imple- ments of their pleasure, their ambition, and their will. Friendship is not consecrated by a sacrament as marriage is. Yet we must have a friend. We shrink from unbe- friended solitude. But there is no real friend but God. He is in His own world almost the solitary example of the beauty of fidelity. See what a friend He is ! He acts as if He thinks better of us than we think even of ourselves. He can suspect nothing; for He is God. He forgives offences as fast as we commit them, and appears to forget as soon as He has forgiven. His love is always as fresh to us as it was at the beginning. And He keeps plighting His friendship with us by presents, whose exuberant variety never tires, while their magnificence and exceeding price outstrip the fondest expectation, and the grace OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 197 with which they are conferred removes from the sense of obligation all the feeling of oppression, and conduces rather to the equal familiarity of love. Whenever we will we can be friends with God, and He gives Himself up to His friends with such a romantic exclusiveness, that we feel as if He belonged to us alone, and that all of Him was ours. God is our Father also, and we are the children of His predilection. Truants and prodigals, no longer worthy to be called His sons, and yet still His heirs, still the objects of His most lavish paternal tenderness. Did ever mother yearn over the cradle of her first-born, as He has yearned over us? Did ever father make his children's sorrows more his own than God has done, or yet leave to them so generously untaxed, and untythed, the treasures that were theirs ? Did ever parental love remain true love, and yet punish so infrequently as He, or when it punished, did it with so light a hand or with a sorrow more reluctant? Can Divine Love quite exculpate itself from the charge of having spoiled us by its indulgence ? Did ever father so consistently or with such grave affection win his children to repentance by the sorrow that He showed and by the increased kindness of his manner, as God has melted our hard hearts and drawn us, humbled yet doubly loving, to His knees for pardon ? Does not each chastisement seem worth far more than the pain it gives, by the increase of love and the new inventions of His favour with which He follows it? who is such a Father as God is! The Eternal Father, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of His creatures, the Father from whom all father- hood is named in heaven and on earth ! When we think of Him we forget the love of our earthly fathers ; for they hardly look like fathers by the side of Him. He is our Creator also, and we are His creatures, the least and lowest of those who can glorify Him with a rea- r2 198 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. sonable worship, and yet whom He has loved above the angels, and chosen to be nigher to Himself. Here we have no earthly term of comparison whereby to judge of His surpassing love. He has chosen us ; and choice is the highest act of love. He chose us when as yet we lay in the bosom of the great void, distinguishable only to the piercing eye of His preference and love. He chose us rather than others. He had a special love for something we by grace might be, and which others could not be or would not be. It was His first choice of us. It was eternal. Our likeness lived in the Divine Mind from ever- lasting, and was cherished there with infinite complacency. He prepared a fortune for us, marked out a life, measured our sorrows to us with wise love, and tempered our joys so that they might not be an injury. He gave us a work, clothed us with a vocation, and destined for us a particular crown and place in heaven. We cannot name the thing which is bright and good within us, nor the thing which is attractive and delectable without us, but it comes from our creation. We have to do with it, as being the creatures of the infinitely benignant God. All we are or have is His, together with all we are capable of being and having. That we are not imprisoned in perdition at this moment is simply an interference of His goodness. Our creation is our share of the infinite goodness of God. What should we be without it ? Can any love of ours be otherwise than a poor return for such a love as His ? But we are not only God^s creatures ; we are His elect as well. He made as it were a second choice of us in Jesus Christ. He foresaw our fall. He beheld not only what Adam's fall entailed upon us, but He saw our own actual sins and guilt. He did not exaggerate our shame, but He knew it as not all men and angels together could have known it. He penetrated its unbearable corruption. He laid its loathsomeness all bare before His eye. It OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 199 was incredible. Such graces slighted, such inspirations neglected, such sacraments profaned, and with a perversity, a frequency, an ingenuity of aggravating circumstances, so great that perhaps, if we saw the hideous vision all in one, we should fall back and die. Nevertheless it was not enough to repel His electing love. He chose us to be bathed in the Precious Blood of His Incarnate Son. He elected us to a magnificent inheritance of grace, and to the royalties of His Holy Church. By virtue of this election He gave us the gift of faith, and threw open to us the golden gates of the overflowing and joyous sacraments. By His first election He chose us out of nothing to have life : by His second, out of darkness to have light. Here again His benignity outstrips all the comparisons of earthly love. When we think who it is that elected us, who we are that He elected, what He gives us through this election, the way in which He gives it, and the end for which He has elected us, we shall acknowledge that His election of us is a tie to be repaid, and even then what payment is it ? with all the fervor and fidelity of lifelong love. For where- fore was it that He chose us ? He chose us in Christ before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and unspotted in His sight, in love ! Can more be said ? Yes ! there is still another tie which binds us fast to God. It is the end of what creation was the beginning; it is the consummation of God's eternal choice. It is the marriage of our souls with Him. We are His spouses, as well as His creatures and His elect. In- deed we are His spouses, because we are His creatures and His elect. But how cao we tell wherein the peculiarity of that, intimate union consists ? When the saints are be- trothed to God, it is by operations of grace so magnificent, by supernatural mysteries so transcendent, that the lan- guage in which they are related seems unreal and inflated ; and if such be the espousals on earth, what will the mar- 200 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. riage be in heaven ? 1 who shall dare to picture the in- terior caresses which the soul receives from Him who loved it eternally, and chose it out of nothing in a rapture of creative love ? Who shall dare to fasten in ungainly hu- man words the sort of inexpressible equality with God which the soul enjoys, or her unspeakable community of goods with Him ? And wherefore does He use the word spouse, but to express this glorious unity ? Marriage was made a figure of the unity of God, and a shadow of Christ's union with His Church. Its love was to supersede all other ties. It was to obliterate the father's and the mother's home from the young wife's heart. It was to ride con- queror over the fond mother's idolatry for her first-born. Yet all this is the faintest of shadows, the feeblest of figures, to set forth the union of the soul with God ! How shall we love Him as we ought? Rather the question should be, Can we love Him at all with anything worthy of the name of love ? May we even try to love Him who has loved us with such an overwhelming love ? Must not our only love be speechless fear ? No ! for it is the law of all creation, the beautiful, benignant law, the unexpected, the incredible commandment, — Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole soul, with thy whole heart, with thy whole mind, and with thy whole strength ! Man's imagination can fly far, and picture the wildest pictures to itself. But now let it loose to ride upon the winds of heaven, to search the heights and the depths, to dream the most marvellous dreams, and to conceive the most impossible combinations. Can it picture to itself, can it, however dimly and remotely, divine a greater, a more wonderful, a more various, a more perfect love, consistent with the liberty of the creature, than the love which God has shown and is daily showing to the sons of men? Short of His laying violent hands upon our freedom, and carry- ing us off to heaven by force, and then doing fresh vio- OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 201 lence to our nature, and making it endure and rejoice in the Vision of God, which without holiness would be intolerable to us, — short of this, which would be power rather than love, can we imagine any salvation more complete or more abundant than that with which God has rescued man ? Count up all that God has done for yourself. There is your eternal predestination, and the creative love which called you out of nothing ; there is your rational and im- mortal soul, with its beautiful dower of gifts ; there is your marvellous body, with its senses, which is one day to be transformed intx) surpassing loveliness, while every sense with its glorified capacities w^ill pour into the soul such floods of thrilling and exquisite delights, as it will require the strength of immortality to bear; there is the whole material world, made for your intellectual or physical enjoyment or support, so vast and glorious, that a little knowledge of one of its least departments, its minerals, for example, or its plants, makes a man famous among his fellows ; there is the guardianship of bright and holy angels ; there is your election in Christ, by which you now enjoy the faith and sacraments ; there is the giving up by God of His only Son, to take your nature upon Him, to suffer and to die, to redeem you from your sins ; there is the gift of His Precious Blood and of His renewed forgive- ness, conferred upon you ten thousand times ten thousand times, since you were seven years old, nay, from the very first hour of your regeneration ; there is His preservation of you, which is simply the unbroken continuity of your creation, requiring, every moment of day and night, of time and of an eternity to follow, as much influx from the Most High, as was needed to call your soul out of nothing at the first ; there are all the special helps, the wisely adapted graces, and the fresh arrangements of divine tenderness, which are waiting, ready for the hour when you shall come to die ; there is the indwelling of the Third Person of the 202 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. Holy Trinity by grace within your soul; and, finally, there is your immeasurable reward, which is no gift of God, no immense collection of created pleasures, no multiplication by millions of the highest human and angelic joys, but God, the living God Himself. So that, strictly speaking, as a theologian says, it is not simply God who is the end of man, but God possessed, God by an ineffable communica- tion of Himself become our own, our property, and our enjoyment. In this catalogue of the demonstrations of love, there are many things so great and so utterly divine, that the unas- sisted intelligence of the highest angel would never have suspected them. Yet, when once the Incarnation was re- vealed, many imaginations might have been based thereon. AYe do not know if we could have ventured to dream of an Incarnation in humility and shame, in poverty and hidden- ness, unless we had been told it. But if our dearest Lord had lived on earth His three-and-thirty years, and then gone away, we think we might have conceived some pos- sible extensions of His love. We might have thought it would have been an additional tenderness if He had re- mained on earth personally until the day of judgment, that we might minister to Him, and share the privileges of Mary and Joseph, the apostles and the devout women in Judea, and have Him near us sensibly, and thus worship Him, as it were, at His own feet. But could we ever have dreamed of the superabundant way in which He has effected this, by the astounding mystery of the Blessed Sacrament? We might also have conceived that it would be a great con- solation to have Him still on earth that we might ask Him for dispensations when we needed them, that we might have intricate cases of conscience solved by His unquestion- able authority, that we might have formal permission from Him to carry out our favorite schemes for His greater glory, that we might receive absolution from our must OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 203 heinous sins, that \Ye might ask Him what difficult passages in Scripture meant, and that we might hear from His in- fallible lips the truth or falsehood of uncertain doctrines. All this would have been an immense consolation to us, as it were a fresh dispensation of His love growing out of the exuberant mystery of the Incarnation. But it is just this, which He has provided for us in the Papacy. He has given, out of His dominion, the plentitude of His valid jurisdiction to the Holy Father, that we might have it in our necessities, dispensed with a wisdom which He guides, with a liberality like His own, and a valid jurisdiction no whit inferior to His, because it is in fact His own. These two congenial mysteries of the Blessed Sacrament and the Papacy seem to extend the lovingness of the Incarnation, as far as our imaginations can conceive. But there is a negative which is almost as inconceivable, a consequence which we should have expected to follow from the Incarnation, which has not followed. Surely, if, when the Incarnation had been first told us, with all its prodigal tenderness, its unnecessary sufferings, its fierce deluge of intolerable ignominies, the various atrocity of its pains, the pleading eloquence of its spendthrift blood- shedding, we had measured its length and breadth, its height and depth, to the best of our ability, we should have expected that henceforth, under the Christian law, perfection would be an obligation, that a precept would have been laid upon us all to love like the saints, and to live lives like theirs. It would not have seemed at all a stretch of jurisdiction, if our Lord had commanded very long fasts, frequent self-flagellations, voluntary austerities, sleeping on the ground, or painful vigils. We could neither have been surprised nor discontented, if, in return for what He had done for us, and in likeness and honor of His suffering life. He had forbidden under pain of mortal sin all or most of the amusements and recreations of the 204 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. world. But we think it is most surprising, in fact it would be incredible to us if the faith did not assure us of it, that the Incarnation and Crucifixion have not added one jot or tittle to the original precept of the love of God, that they have actually diminished instead of multiplied our obliga- tions, that the more incalculably beyond our power of re- payment divine love has become, it should in fact be easier to repay it, and that less on our parts will save us, now that so much more has been done on His part for our sal- vation. We are never weary of wondering at this result of the Incarnation, which is to us at once so unexpected, and at the same time so full of overwhelming love. The conclusion we draw is this. Theology, with all its numberless and marvellous deductions, enables us to imagine possible things with an almost unlimited power of imagination. Now we have combined all the extremes we could, and conceived the most impossible conjectures ; and we cannot, do what we will, leave man his liberty, and conceive one additional instance of His love which God could give to the human race. We cannot heighten or embellish what is actual, nor can we dream of anything possible to add. The love of God for man exhausts the pos- sibilities of our imagination. Did God mean more than this, did He mean that it had exhausted the possibilities of His wisdom and His power, when He says so patheti- cally in Isaias, ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, and ye men of Juda, judge between Me and My vineyard. What is there that I ought to do more to My vineyard, that I have not done to it? It is this love outstripping all imagination, which we have to return : and how ? There are doubtless numberless ways in which God can communicate Himself to created intel- lects and wills, and each way will produce a different ra- tional creation, and each rational creation be capable of loving God in a great variety of ways. Thus among the OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 205 angels there may be thousands of different loves of God, for which we have neither name nor idea ; and all of them are doubtless extremely beautiful, and highly spiritual. We are so entangled with matter and material ties that our love is debased in kind, as well as kept down in degree. Whereas the angels, having no connection with matter during their probation, doubtless loved God in their lowest degree with a purity and a fixity of contemplation which the highest saints hardly attain amongst ourselves ; though the merits of many saints may have exceeded those of many angels. Leaving then the capacious spirits of angels as an unknown land, we come to the souls of men ; and as far as we can divide one sort of love from another, where in reality each more or less involves the other, it seems we can love God with seven different kinds of love, the loves, namely, of benevolence, of complacence, of preference, of condolence, of gratitude, of desire, and of simple adoration. These are as it were so many capabilities of the human soul ; and if the fulfilment of the precept of love is what concerns us most, both in this world and in the world to come, the knowledge of these seven varieties of love must be of the greatest importance to our happiness. The love of benevolence is one which has been commonly practised by the saints, and often has seemed childish, or at best mere poetry, to those who love God less fervently. There is a strange pleasure in it, from our putting our- selves in an impossible position towards God, in order to confer it on Him. We make ourselves as it were His bene- fiictors, instead of His being ours. We put ourselves on an equality with Him, or even above Him. So it seems. Yet in reality this love of benevolence is the fruit of a holy humility too deep for words, almost too deep for tears. By the love of benevolence we, first of all, wish God to be more perfect, if it were possible, than He really is. Yet what a wild impossibility! But if God's love of His creatures is s 206 OUR MEANS or LOVING GOD. itself SO exaggerated, He must let us love Him with the simplicity of these fervid exaggerations. Moreover this habit of wishing God impossible perfections is not only the result of a more worthy and true appreciation of His per- fection and His majesty, but it tends also to produce it, to sustain it, and to increase it. It is at once the cause and the effect of honorable thoughts of God. Another while the love of benevolence takes the form of venturesome con- gratulations. We wish God all the immense joy of His un- imaginable perfections. We know that He possesses it without our wishing it. We know that our wishes cannot swell by one drop the mighty sea of His interior jubilation. But it is an expression of our love, not in words only but in inward sentiment, which in His sight is an act, and a meritorious act. We bid Him rejoice. We wish Him countless happy returns of that eternal festival, which He has in His own blissful self. Or, another while, by the same love of benevolence, we wish Him all increase of His accidental glory ; and our wish is efficacious prayer, and obtains for Him a real augmentation of that particular glory. The very wish of itself adds to it, and adds im- mensely when it comes out of a pure heart and a fervent spirit. It also obtains grace for others, and makes the cause of God to prosper in the world. Sometimes we earnestly desire that He may have accidental glory which He does not receive. We wish that purgatory were emptied into heaven, or that there were no hell, or that all the hea- then were converted, or that all wanderers might return to the fold, or that some one day or night there might be no mortal sin in all our huge metropolis. All this, which the saints have reduced to as many practices as there have been saints to practise it, is the love of benevolence. The love of complacence is of a different disposition. It is content with God. It not only wants nothing more, but it only wants Him as He is. It is adapted to different OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 207 moods of mind, suits other characters, or meets the change- ful dispositions of the soul, which now needs one class of sentiments, and now another. Complacence fixes its eye upon Avhat it knows of God with intense delight and with intense tranquillity. It rejoices that lie is what He is. It tells Him so. It tells it Him over and over again. Whole hours of prayer pass, and it has done nothing else but tell Him this. sublime childishness of love I most dear repetition, how far unlike the vain repetitions of the hea- then, which our Lord reproved ! Then it broods over its own joy. It slumbers over its own heart, a sweet and mys- tical repose, and wakes to renew its oft-told tale. Then a change comes over its spirit. A new strain of music steals out from its inmost soul. It rejoices that none else is like to God. It rejoices with Him in His unity, one of His own deepest and most secret joys. It exults that none can come near it. It asks all the hierarchies of creation with a boast- ful certainty, vaunting in its triumph, Who is like unto the Lord our God ? There is none other God but He. But its eloquence has so touched its own heart, that it becomes silent once again. It leans on God, and at last seems lost in Him, absorbed in quiet gladness and a rapture of holy thought. Thence once more it wakes, and seeing there is none like unto God, simply because He is God, and for no other cause, it bursts forth into passionate rejoicings, that He is not only what He is, but always has been, always will be what He is, that He is of a truth, and shall be, and must be, and alone can be, eternally and victoriously God. These are the delightful occupations of complacent love. The love of preference, or of esteem, hardly aims so high. It is more mixed up with thoughts of creatures. But it thinks of them only to despise them, and to insult them with its intelligent contempt. It compares God with all other things, as if it had tried them, convicted them of falsehood, and grown weary of their vanity. It tramples 208 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. them under foot, and makes steps of their ruins whereby it may rise to God. Their nothingness grows upon it. It becomes disabused. Earthly ties no longer hold it down from heaven. Detachment is its characteristic grace. It passes unresistingly over the world, as a swallow skims the green meadow, and seems to have no need of resting. Hence it comes to appreciate God rightly, because it ap- preciates Him incomparably above all other things. It began by terms of comparison, and ends by seeing that no- thing can compare with Him, and that all comparison is foolish, because He is infinite, eternal, and all-holy. It gives God His right place in the world, which the multi- tude of men do not give Him. What is practical religion but giving God His right place in the heart and in our life ? The misery of the world is that God's rights are disallowed. This it is which makes it such a desolate and weary land. It is the confusion of the world which tires a loving heart and a quiet spirit. It is all a kind of base anarchy. Words and things not passing current for their right values and their true acceptations; importance attaching to the wrong things ; darkness unaccountably held to be light ; every- thing just sufficiently out of its right place to make a tumult all around it, and yet so nearly right that we chafe because we cannot right it: — it is all this which the love of preference remedies, by esteeming God, not as He de- serves to be esteemed in Himself, but as He deserves to be esteemed in competition with creatures. This love ex- presses itself by the energetic abundance of its good works, by its active zeal, by a mos.t intense hatred of sin, by a neglect of comforts, by sacrifice, and by austerity. These are its natural vents, and they at once depict its character. It is a love which, while it worships all the attributes of God, delights above all things to extol His sovereignty. The love of condolence difi'ers widely again from this. It looks upon God as wronged, and outraged, and in sorrow, as OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 209 if He needed help, and were asking for an ally. Its ten- dency is to wed His interests, and to become strangely sus- ceptible about His honor. Its eyes are opened to see what common men cannot see. It beholds God concerned and im- plicated, where others cannot perceive so much as a vestige of religion being in question. It sees God everywhere, as if His omnipresence had been made visible to it, like the whiteness of the light or the blueness of the sky. It is a jealous love, and considerately inconsiderate, so that men are apt to take umbrage at it. It is very discreet, but not with a discretion which the world approves. Its discre- tion leads it to keep awake itself, and to awaken others, lest God should pass by unseen, and men should not un- cover as He passed. It mingles its own cause with God^s, and speaks of the two in the same breath and in the same way, as David does in the Psalms. It seeks God rather than looks at Him, and follows Him, delighted with the humblest servitudes. It has one life-long grief, like Mary's dolors ; and that grief is in the abundance and effron- tery of sin. Sin is a sharp pain to it. It does not make it angry, but it makes it weep. Its heart sickens with the goings on of men, and it tries to shroud God in the light of its own affectionate compassion. It has no anger with sinners. On the contrary it has quite a devotion to them. Our Lord's passionate, piteous, complaining love of sinners, as it is depicted in the divine Dialogue of S. Catherine of Siena, is the food of its soul. The Sacred Heart is the object of its predilection. It is ever telling God how sorry it is for sin. It has a grand gift of abiding con- trition for its own sins, and takes a holy pleasure in self- revenge. It lends God its eyes to weep rivers day and night for sins that are not its own. The seven dolors of Mary are as seven lives of sweet sorrow w^hich by grace it may lead, to soothe God for the transgressions of His chil- dren. The gift of piety, that peculiar gift of the Holy 14 ^ s2 210 OUR MEANS or LOVING GOD. Ghost, moulds its spiritual life, and its attitude towards God is eminently filial. The atmosphere of its heart is a spirit of reparation ; and it lets its life, secretly yet usefully and beautifully, waste away, like sweetest aromatic gums, in sighs and tears before the offended Majesty of God. happy they who love with such a love ! for they have reached that height of virtue which the philosopher saw only as an ideal before him, to feel pleasure and pain, when and where we ought ! sweetest of all noviciates for hea- ven ! to have their hearts on fire on earth, burning the sweet perfumes of human love before the throne of the In- carnate Word! To them, true dovelike souls, especially belongs that tender benediction, Blessed are they that mourn ; for they shall be comforted. It is to be observed of the four kinds of love already de- scribed, that their characteristic is disinterestedness. It is not that self is expressly excluded, aj a false spirituality would teach, but that it is undeveloped. It is not rejected, but it is passed over. In the next two kinds of love it occupies, and without reproof, a much more prominent position. If the quiet eye and the profound heart of the contem- plative Mary delights in that love of condolence, which is such a favorite love with cloistered souls, the love of grati- tude better suits the external diligence of the active Mar- tha. The love of gratitude is pre-eminently a mindful love. It ponders things and lays them up in its heart, as our Blessed Lady did. It meditates fondly on the past, as Jacob did. It sings of old mercies, and makes much of them, like David in the Psalms. It enters largely into the composition of the Missal and Breviary of the Church. Where another has the memory of his sins continually before him, a soul possessed with the love of gratitude is perpetually haunted by a remembrance of past benefits ; and his abiding sorrow for sin is a sort of affectionate and OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 211 self-reproachful reaction from his wonder at the abundant loving-kindness of God. The hideousness of sin is all the more brought out, when the light of God^s love is thrown so strongly on it. Hence it comes to pass that a very grateful man is also a deeply penitent man ; and as the ex- cess of benefits tends to lower us in our own esteem, so we are humble in proportion to our gratitude. But this love does not rest in the luxurious sentiment of gratitude. It breaks out into actual and ardent thanksgiving; and its thankfulness is not confined to words. Promptitude of obedience, heroic efi'ort, and gay perseverance, these are all tokens of the love of gratitude. It is loyal to God. Loyalty is the distinguishing feature of its service. It is constantly on the look out for opportunities, and makes them when it cannot find them, to testify its allegiance to God ; not as if it was doing any great thing, or as if it was laying God ^ under any obligation, but as if it was making payment, part payment and tardy payment, by little instalments, for the immensity of His love. It is an exuberant, active, bright-faced love, very attractive and therefore apostolic, winning souls, preaching God unconsciously, and though certainly busied about many things, yet all of them the things of God. Happy the man whose life is one long Te Deum ! He will save his soul, but he will not save it alone, but many others also. Joy is not a solitary thing, and he will come at last to His Master's feet, bringing many others rejoicing with him, the resplendent trophies of his grateful love. But the love which has most to do with self is the love of desire, or, as theologians often call it, the love of concu- piscence. Saints and sinners, the perfect and the imperfect, the young and old, the penitent and the innocent, the clois- tered and uncloistered, all must meet in the sanctuary of this love, and draw waters with gladness from its celestial fountains. What rational creature but must desire God, 212 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. and desire Him with an infinite and irresistible desire ? What created understanding but longs to be flooded with His sweet light ? What created will but languishes to be set on fire by the ardor of His ecstatic love? Daniel is called in Scripture the man of desires. Most beautiful of appellations ! as if he yearned so eagerly for God, that he should pass into an honorable proverb to the end of time ! How beautiful the sight if we could see with the eyes of some sublime intelligence, how this desire of God is the whole beauty and the whole order of His vast creation, drawing onwards to himself across the spiritual realms of angelic holiness, or over the land and sea, the mountains and the vales, of earth, numberless created intellects and walls, and by as many various paths as there are intellects and wills to draw. The tide of all creation sets in with • resistless currents to the throne of the Creator. It is this desire w^iich saves and justifies, which crowns and glorifies. It is this love which is heightened and made more exquisite by the tremulousness of holy fear."^ glorious constraints of this heavenly concupiscence ! It is a love which makes us not only desire God, but desire Him supremely above all things. It makes us desire Him only, Him always, and Him intensely ; and it allures us with untyrannical exclu- siveness to seek Him in all things here, and to long for * Beatus vir qui timet Dominvim. Qua ratione beatus ? Quia in mandatis ejus cupit nimis. S. Ambrose. A similar statement, made by the Author some years ago in All for Jesus, was animadverted on as inaccurnte. It had not however been made without both thought and reading. The expression of St. Paul, desiderium habens dissolvi et esse cum Christo, is au act of the love of desire, 1. from the force of terms ; 2. on the ancient authority of St. Basil, de. reg. fus. disput., cap. 2; 3. on the modern authority of Bolgeni. Amor di Div., p. i., c. ii. iii.; and that such a love, so expressed, is an heroic love, is asserted on the authority of S. Thomas. 2. 2. qu. xxiv. art. 8. 9. This was the authority on which the statement in All for Jesus was made, and in consequence of the criticism on that passage, the references have been verified, the statement reconsidered, and the doctrine of it here re-asserted in its natural place. OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 213 Him as being Himself our sole sufficient and magnificent Hereafter. By this love both high and low are saved ; and without it was none ever saved that was saved. A saint, if such an one could be, fit to be canonized for all things else, for the want of this love would be lost eternally ; and the death-bed penitent, who has never known a higher love, will be saved by this alone. And do we really desire aught else but God? Or at least can we desire aught but sub- ordinately to Him, and far below our longing for His un- speakable recompense, which is Himself? There is nothing to satisfy us but God alone. All things weary us, and fade. He alone is ever fresh, and His love is daily like a new discovery to our souls. sweet thirst for God ! Fair love of supernatural desire ! Thou canst wean us better far from earth, and teach us better the nothingness of human things, than the cold, slow experience of wise old age, or the swift sharp science of suffering, loss, and pain ! There is still another love. We hardly know whether to call it a child of heaven or of earth. It is the love of ado- ration. It is a love too quiet for benevolence, too deep for complacency, too passive for condolence, too contemplative for gratitude ; but which has grown up out of the loves of preference and desire, and is, besides, the perfection of all the other loves. It is too much possessed with God to be accurately conscious of the nature of its own operations. It finds no satisfaction except in worship. It comes so near to the vastness of God that it beholds Him only obscurely, and instead of definite perfections in God, sees only a bright darkness, which floods its whole being and transforms it into itself. It is passive ; God gives it when He wills. We cannot earn it. Efforts would rather backen it, if it was near, than bring it on or win it into the soul. It waits rather than seeks. God is as if He were all Will to it. His power. His wisdom. His sanctity, they all melt into His will ; and all that comes to this love is His will, and 214 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. except of that Will, it can take no distinct cognisance of anything either in heaven or on earth. Self goes out of it, and enters into that will, and is only contemplated in it, although it is eternally separate and essentially distinct. It is oblivious of itself, as being one with God. Its life is wonder, silence, ecstasy. The operations of grace are sim- plified into one, and the power of grace which is concen- trated in that one is above words ; and that single action is the production of an unspeakable self-abasement. It can- not be told. But such was the humility of the Sacred Heart, and such the strange loveliness of the sinless Mother, who so mightily attracted God and drew Ilim down into her bosom. As the morning sky is all sufi'used with pearly hues from the unrisen sun, so is the mind, though still on earth, in this love of adoration, all silently suffused, and flushed, and mastered by a most exquisite repose, which can come alone from that Beatific Vision which has not risen yet upon the soul. These are the seven loves whereby the creature man can love His beneficent Creator. These are the seven liturgies, ancient, authentic, universal liturgies of the human heart. Truly it is little we can do for God, and yet how immea- surably more than we have done for Him as yet. A treatise might be written to reduce these loves to practice,^ and to illustrate them copiously with the examples of the saints. But that is not our object now. Has earth any pleasure, of an intellectual, moral, or material sort, to compare with the fruition of a repentant life passed in the occupations of these various loves ? The penitent seeks peace, and the end of all love is peace, peace and languishing desire, peace in the assured hope of the soul, and pining for the ever-coming, still delaying Face of Jesus in the eastern * The reader must not confound these different kinds of love "with the difft^rent states of love expounded in mystical theology. OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. 215 clouds : that east from which He will one day come. Before the dawn of day, a huge toppling mass of unwieldy cloud came up from the west horizon. With incredible swiftness and the loud roaring of sudden wind, it covered like a pall the brilliant moonlit heavens, and deluged the earth with slanting columns of whirling rain. It passed on. A star came out, and then another, and at last the moon ; and then the storm drove onward to the east, towards the sea, murky and purple, and all at once a lunar rainbow spanned the black arch of heaven; and it seemed as if Jesus should have come, beneath that bow, and through that purple cloud that was barring the gates of the sun- rise ; but the wind was lulled, and all was still, by the time the moon had built that bow upon the cloud. And what is all this but a figure of our lives, one of nature's daily parables, of which we might make so much ? Ours is a pilgrimage, a pilgrimage by night, beneath the gentle moon, from west to east, from the sunset to the sunrise ; it is not like our natural life from east to west, from youth to age, from our rising to our setting ; and we shall best be- guile the way, and let the storms go unheeded over, if we make God's "justifications our songs in the house of our pilgrimage,'' and relieve our weariness by the various magnificence of these seven canonical services of our super- natural love. These are the loves we were made for. They are our means of loving God. If we think too much of their mag- nificence, we may forget the exceeding loveliness of God. Look at a saint who has loved heroically with these seven loves, for even the love of desire may be heroic, and see how little with all of them he has done for God. He has not paid one of the least of the commonest of God's count- less benefits. This is a sad thought, and for us, who are not saints, a grave consideration. For remember how few saints there are, and also how far off from their love is 216 OUR MEANS OF LOVING GOD. ours ! Oh the majesty of God ! how it is left desolate, and unrequited ! Yet think again of the mysteriously huge price which God puts upon even our little love, and upon the least of our little love ! How can it be ? What can it mean? When once we go deep into this subject of Divine Love, mysteries thicken more and more. God alone can give an account of His own love, and of how His unerring wisdom comes to mistake the real price of ours. beau- tiful Goodness of God ! why are we not really beside our- selves with love of Thee ? OL'R ACTUAL LOYE OF GOD. 217 CHAPTER IV. OUR ACTUAL LOYE OF GOD. A VOLUNTARY thought and a deliberate desire are not less actions in the sight of God than the words of our mouths or the operations of our hands. How wonderful, therefore, is it to reflect on the countless multitudes of strong and vigorous acts which are rising up before the majesty of God from the unsleeping world of angels. Their active intellects with incredible swiftness vary their love and praise, their wonder and admiration, almost inces- santly. They sweep all regions of creation with instanta- neous flight, and bring back on their wings the odor of God^s glory and His goodness, to present as worship before His face : though in their boldest flights they have come nigh no limits of His all-embracing presence. Another while, they plunge deep down and out of sight in some one of His mysterious and profound perfections, and rise again and scatter gladness round them, while their thoughts are as showers of light falling beautifully before His throne. Or again they return through the gates of the heavenly Jerusalem, like laborers wending homeward in the even- ing, bringing with them troops of human souls, dug out of the fires of purgatory, or disentangled from the briars of earth. In every one of their bright actions there flashes forth, as an additional beauty, their joyous dependence on the Sacred Humanity of Jesus, and their placid obedience to His Human Mother. There is harmony too in the im- mense diversities of their unnumbered acts, and they all T 218 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. make one vast unutterable concord of spiritual music in the ear of God. And all is sinless there. No taint, no spot, no venial fault, in all tliat universe of abundant energy and of lightning-like actiYitj. Its exuberance of sanctity is unflagging and everlasting. God be praised for His good- ness in securing at least thus much vrorship for Himself! A heart that loves God is often fain, for very weariness and sorrow, to rest upon the thought of that angelic world, and to talk of it in secret colloquies with its own affection- ate and faithful guardian angel. Yet the heart cannot rest there long ; it cannot rest there finally. For, in truth, no one act of that angelic worship is altogether worthy of the Most High. The whole concourse of marvellous adoration, taken as one grand act, falls short of the exceeding majesty of God, and simply falls short infinitely. God is very good, to rejoice in it with that abounding complacency. But it is only another of His condescensions. It is only another proof that He is, in some mysterious manner, wisely beside Himself with love of His finite and imperfect creatures. If they have been proclaiming His praise in their tran- scendent hymns for millions and millions of ages, th^y have not yet paid Him, they never will have paid Him, for the single creation of any one, the humblest, of their count- less hosts. And what the}^ give Him, is it not all His own already? Did He not evoke them out of nothing, beautiful and radiant as they are ? Is He not pouring bright streams of being into their deep, wide natures, with assiduous mu- nificence, each moment of a never-ending immortality? Yet man, poor man, may well rest awhile his tired and shamefaced heart upon this angelic world of beautiful obedience, and the ravishing tranquillity of its energetic love. The world of human actions is much more limited; espe- cially if we regard only the inhabitants of earth. Never- theless, to our apprehension, it possesses immense capabi- OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 219 litles for the worship and the love of God. Each one of those seven loves which we considered in the last chapter, is capable of almost as many changes and as many distinct peculiarities, as there are souls on earth. Take away the hours spent in sleep, the years before the use of reason, the dotage of extreme old age, and the amount of insanity in the world, and still, what a vast number of human actions call for God's concurrence, and are performed in His sight in the four-and-twenty hours ! Yet none of these actions need be indifferent, in the individual case. All of them can glorify God, and the least of them attain success- fully a supernatural end. There are the hundreds of thou- sands collected in the great manufacturing cities of the European nations, with all the sleepless activity of mind and heart which characterizes them. There are the wan- dering hordes of the desert or the steppe. The. crowded cities of the east, the masses of Africa, the swiftly growing populations of the new world, the well-peopled islands of the broad ocean, and those who dwell near the arctic snows. If we bring before ourselves hill and vale, the riverside and wood, the sea-shore and the pastoral plain, and re- member how vast and various are the experiences of human joy and sorrow which are going on in almost every one of the numberless inequalities of the earth^s surface, we shall be overwhelmed by the calculation of the human actions which are ever being performed. Now each one of these actions belongs to God by four different titles, and may be referred to Him by as many different sentiments of gratitude and love. His dominion over us is founded on His having created us, on His con- tinuing to preserve us, on His redeeming us, and on His being our last end, our final cause. These are not so much four separate actions, four distinct mercies, the one separ- able from the other, as the prolongation and perfection of one divine action, namely our creation out of nothing. 220 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. Preservation, as we have already seen, is indivisibly one act w^ith creation. Redemption is the preservation of our supernatural life, without which the preservation of our being would seem, not imperfect only, but hardly a benefit. While the tie, which binds us to God as being our Last End, is at once the cause of creation and its efi'ect, the crown and consummation of the whole work of God. We may be almost said to belong more entirely to God by this last relationship than by any other. But all the four ought to enter more or less into every human action. We have no right to eat, or drink, or recreate ourselves without seeking with more or less determinate intention the four- fold glory of God as our Creator, Preserver, Redeemer, and Last End : and a mere mental reference to Him by a loving heart is sufficient thus to ennoble our most trivial doings, and to fasten it firmly to the throne of God. Perhaps we have not as much devotion as we ought to have to that relation in which God stands to us as our Last End. We think of Him as our Creator and our Father, and these titles so abound in sweetness that they flood our souls with delight, and we cannot tear ourselves away from such heavenly contemplations. Or when our spirits are all freshly bathed in the cold fountains of holy fear, we look up to God with childlike and well-pleased awe, as our all-holy judge and omnipotent irresponsible king. It is less common with us to meditate upon Him and to worship Him as our Last End, and it seems as if our spiritual life sometimes sufi'ered from the omission. For this relation of Last End brings God before us in a manner peculiarly divine, and to which no earthly or heavenly relationship can furnish either parallel or simili- tude. It puts the whole of practical religion in a clear and undoubted light. It explains all difficulties and answers all objections. There is no satisfaction short of God, no completeness out of God, no support but in God, OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 221 no rest but upon God, no breathing-time or halting-place except on the Bosom of our Heavenly Father, He is the end to which we are travelling. Like a stone falling on the earth, so are we evermore falling upon God. Creation is not solid ground. It lets us through, and we do not stop until we come to God. He is not one of our ends, but the end of ends, our only end. There is none other end but He. All things else are means. It is this truth which simplifies our lives, and which simplified the lives of the saints until they were pictures and reflections of His own simplicity. So also if God be our Last End, He is our only home. We are strangers everywhere else but in God. All things are foreign to us except God ; and thus all our love of home and country, of kith and kin, melts away into the single love of God. He is the home where our welcome is certain, and surpasses all our expectations. He is our rest where alone we can lie down without fear, and sleep sweetly. He in His inaccessible splendor is the beautiful night wherein no man works, but when the weary laborer reposes from his toil in everlasting bliss. He is the cool and fragrant evening, in whose endless sun- set creation clothes itself with its final beauty, and reposes in its golden beams, and all sounds of work and all sighs of care are suspended, and all cravings satisfied, and all created spirits filled with an ecstatic life, so full, so glorious, so far-reaching, that the most untiring energies of earth are but as dreary indolence compared with its magnificent tranquillity. But we must return to the world of human actions. Who could number, at any one given moment, the multi- tude of such actions on the earth, the pains endured, the sor- rows borne, the anxieties combated, the temptations resisted, the words spoken, the thoughts thought, the actions done, all of which the heart of man can multiply and vary and complicate well nigh a hundred times a minute ? All these t2 222 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. things are the raw material of our love of God, and all can enter into those seven kinds of loving worship which we considered in the last chapter, and all can have a different character of supernatural holiness impressed upon them, according to the four different titles under which we may refer them to God, as our Creator, Preserver, Eedeemer, and Last End. But alas ! is not this beautiful human worship like a fair dream of some possible creation, which may be, but has not been yet? How much of these trea- sures of our hearts does our Heavenly Father actually re- ceive ? Truly the tribes of men are like a wilderness, capable of cultivation, where corn and wine and oil might come abundantly from the bosom of the earth, and flowers bloom, and tall forests grow, and cattle feed, but which now is little else than sand, and stony plain, and low bushes, wearying the eye by the very expanse of its cheer- less monotony. Yet when in our love of God, and fretted with the feeble- ness of our own worthless endeavors, we turn to the world of angelic actions, and feed ourselves upon its fragrant and refreshing fulness, we not only soon come to feel how far below the majesty of God is even that transcendent wor- ship, but we rest at last on human acts as after all the sole exclusive adequate worship of the Adorable Trinity. Our eye lingers on the fertile heart of the Virgin Mother, but there is no rest for it even there ; and what we seek for God, in our sympathy and affection for His slighted good- ness, we find only in the human actions of the Incarnate Word, in the countless known and unknown momentary mysteries of the Three and Thirty Years, and in the multi- plied lives, the daily births, and daily crucifixions, of the altar and the tabernacle. There we behold the Incompre- hensible Majesty of the Most High compassed with a wor- ship equal to Himself, as deep, and broad, and high, and bountiful as His own blessed Self. There we see His in- OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 223 fiuity worshipped infinitely, with an infinite worship almost infinitely multiplied, and infinitely repeated, in the Sacred Heart of Jesus. We would almost rather be men than angels, because these are human actions, and that is a hu- man Heart. Jesus is man, and not an angel. But then He is God Himself; and so it is after all to Himself, and not to His creation, that he owes this beautiful sufficient worship. Shall we sorrow then, and cry alas ! because no where is God rightly loved and adequately worshipped, and because the service of the Sacred Heart turns out to be in fact His owm ? no ! rather let us bless Him again and again that He is such a God that none can worship Him as He deserves, that all which is good is at last discovered to be either Himself or at least His own, that all beautiful things come out of His goodness, and go into it again, and are inseparably mixed up with it, and that we only lose ourselves more and more inextricably in the labyrinth of His sovereign goodness the deeper we penetrate into that dear and awful sanctuary. But we must strive to enter more minutely into the labyrinth of our own manifold unworthiness. We have seen, in the last chapter, in what v^ays and to what extent it is in our power, with the aid of His grace, to love Al- mighty God. That inquiry was but a preface to this fur- ther one. As a matter of fact, how do w^e actually love Him? What is the positive amount of our love of God? From all this world of human actions, what sort of pro- portion does He receive, and with what dispositions is the lax paid? Let us try to make ourselves masters of the statistics of the kingdom of God. Even if it be little in amount which we pay to God, yet much depends on the spirit with which it is paid. Little things are enhanced by the manner in which they are done, and the intention out of which they spring. Let us see, then, how our gene- 224 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. rosity ennobles the meanness and enriches the poverty of our love. If we look at mankind vrith reference to their service of God, we may divide them into three classes, comprising two extremes and a mean. The one extreme is occupied by the saints, the second by the great mass of men, and the mean by ordinary believers, such as we ourselves may be. By studying each of these three divisions, we shall obtain something like a clear view of the actual love of creatures for their Creator. The first thing which strikes us about the saints, is the extraordinary fewness of them. Those who are canonized bear no sort of proportion, in any one generation, to the numbers of the baptized ; and if we multiply their number a hundred times, so as to include the hidden saints whom it is not God's will that the Church should raise upon her altars, still, the grievous disproportion will scarcely be perceptibly diminished. Let us grant the largest probable allowance for extraordinary sanctity hidden in the silent cells of the Carthusians, or in other lives, cloistered or not, of singular abasement and abjection, nevertheless, we may suppose the number of saints in any age to fall far below the number of baptized infants who die before the use of reason, and perhaps not to equal the number of deathbed conversions. If we love God really and truly, surely this consideration cannot help but be a painful one. And yet it seems so easy to be a saint ! Graces are so overwhelm- ingly abundant, and God Himself so unspeakably attrac- tive, that it appears harder to be ungenerous with Him than to be generous ; and where perfection is made to con- sist simply in the fervor and purity of our love, there is almost an intellectual difficulty in comprehending why it is that the saints should be so few. But it is not only the fewness of their number which we must consider. We must think also of the immensity of OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 22o tlio graces which they receive. We often get a sight, in times of recollection and prayer, of the fearful way in which our own practice falls short of the graces we receive. Nothing makes us feel our own baseness more keenly or more lastingly than this. Perhaps the disproportion be- tween the practice of the saints and the graces which they actually receive, may be almost as large as it is in our own case. At any rate, we cannot read their lives without being struck with the unused and unemployed profusion of grace by which their souls are deluged. Now all this is God's own outlay. It is what He spends in order to obtain saints ; and if we measure extraordinary heights of sanctity by the greatness and variety of the graces given, we shall see that even the holiness of an apostle will seem to be but a poor return for so prodigal an expenditure of grace. Our Lord once spoke of virtue going out of Him, when a poor woman touched Him that she might be miracu- lously healed. So we may almost define a saint to be one who drains God's abundance more than others do, and costs God more. He is but crowning His own gifts, when He vouchsafes to crown His saints. So is it always when we come to look into the interests and affairs of God's glory. It is at His own expense that He is served. He furnishes the banquet to which He is invited. Like earthly fathers, He must give to His children the riches out of which they may make their offerings to Him. His liberality supplies the means, while His condescension stoops graciously to receive back again what was His own in its first fulness, but which has wasted and faded not a little in the transfer through our hands. But even at the best, if we make the most of the gene- rous and heroic love of the saints, it is absolutely vile as compared either with its object or with their grace. It is not enough that the little which they give is already rather His than theirs ; but it is also in itself unworthy of His 15 226 OUK ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. transcending greatness and surpassing goodness. Even the saints are unprofitable servants. The chosen apostles of the Incarnate Word were taught so to look upon themselves. Yet these saints are the good extreme among men. From them, if from any, may God look for a plentiful harvest of glory. Their purity of intention, their intensity of love, their generosity of self-sacrifice, are the pastures in which His glory is to feed. Yet even here how poor, how scanty, how irregular is the return of the creature to the All-merci- ful Creator ! He has all the work to do Himself which He pays them for doing ; and when they have somewhat marred the beauty of His design, He accepts their work as if on the one hand He did not perceive its imperfection, and on the other did not recognise that all the goodness and the beauty of it were His own. How then must our Heavenly Father condescend to value the worship and the loyalty of a free created will ! And how true it is that even the magnificence of the saints is after all but meanness, in re- spect of the boundless majesty and overwhelming holiness of Him upon whose grace they live, and by whose Blood they are redeemed 1 If we turn from the saints to the other extreme, the mass of men, the vision which we are constrained to look upon is truly of the darkest and most disheartening description. By the side of the multitude, the heroism of the saints does indeed appear falsely magnified into the most gigantic dimensions. Can anything be said of men's ignorance of God, but that it is boundless, universal, incredible ? Could the lives of men be what they are, if they had so much as the commonest elements of the knowledge of God ? Do not millions act and speak and think, as if God was of a lower nature than themselves ? Do they not attribute to Him an indifi"erence to right and wrong, which they would consider revolting in a fellow-creature ? Or again, do they not so completely overlook Him as to forget His existence, and to OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 227 live as if there were no one to consult but themselves, no will to satisfy except their own ? With many it would almost be doing God too great an honor to be at the pains to deny His existence ; and others only advert to His per- fections to dishonor them by their unmanly superstitions. Indeed in such complete ignorance of God do crowds of men live, that we could not have credited the possibility of it, if our own observation had not presented it to us as a fact which no reasonable man could doubt. Moreover it by no means appears that, with the appalling corruption of our nature, the knowledge of God is sufficient to secure for Him even our esteem. Horrible to relate, aversion to God is far from being uncommon among His creatures. There are many bold and impenitent sinners who are devils before their time, to whom the Name of God or His perfections are not so much terrible as they are odious. When they come in sight of His commandments, or of some manifestation of His sovereignty, or even some beautiful disclosure of His tenderness, they are like pos- sessed persons. They are so exasperated as to forget them- selves, until their passion hurries them on to transgress, not only the proprieties of language, but even the decorum of outward behavior. There seems to be something preter- naturally irritating to them in the very mention of God, quite irrespective of the absolute dominion which He claims over them as their Creator. There are others, whose ha- bitual state of mind, when they approach religious subjects, is to be on their guard against God, as if there were some dangerous subtilty in the greatness of His wisdom, or some artful overbearing tyranny in the condescensions of His majesty, or some dishonest concealed purpose in the invi- tations of His mercy. With these men the probabilities are against God. He is not likely to mean well. It is safest to distrust Him. Discretion must beware of Him. Moderation must not be excited by Him. We must not let 228 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. Him throw us out of our wise sobriety. He has come to bargain with us, and we must be vigilant, or we do not know to what we may be induced to commit ourselves. With such men their first thought of God is to dishonor Him ; for how shall a son doubt his father without doing him dishonor? There are others who are not by any means to be reckoned among the mass of men, and who serve Him truly with a holy fear, but who seem not to have escaped alto- gether the contagion of this aversion to God. With them it shows itself in the shape of uneasiness, perplexity, and doubt. They entertain suspicions against the perfections of God^s justice or the universality of His compassion. When they hear of certain things, jealousy of God starts up as it were unbidden in their hearts. It is not so much that they have definite intellectual difficulties in matters of faith. But they have not that instantaneous and un- clouded certainty, that all is right, and best, and exquisitely tender, where God is concerned, which is the pure sun- shine and invigorating air of the atmosphere of faith. Nay, have we not all of us moods, in which an allusion to God makes us impatient; and is not this fact alone the nearest of any fact to a deep-sea sounding of our cor- ruption ? It is hard to see what God has done to deserve all this. It seems most unkind, most cruelly disloyal to the immen- sity of His goodness, and to the unalterable bounty of His compassionate dominion. Truly, He is our King as well as our Father, our Master as well as our Friend. But are the relations incompatible ? It is the very necessity of our case as creatures, that we must be under a law ; and could we be under laws less numerous, less onerous, than those under which we are laid by the unchangeable perfections of God ? Easy laws, few laws, and laws which it is our own interest to keep — these are the characteristics of the OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 229 dominion of God. Why then are we restless and uneasy, and not rather happily lost in amazement at the goodness of our great Creator? It seems wonderful that He who is so great should also be so good; and it is the joyous lesson which the sands of life teach us, as they run yearly out, that His very greatness is the only blessed measure of His goodness. But ignorance of God and aversion to God are not of themselves a sufficient description of the religious condi- tion of the great mass of men. There are multitudes also who are simply indifferent to God. It sounds incredible. The mere knowledge that there is a God should be enough to shape, control, revolutionize, and govern the whole world. And this, quite independent of the minute, infallible, and touching knowledge of Him which revelation gives us. But when that is added, surely it should be enough to strike indifference out of the list of possible things. Surely every human heart should be awake, and alert, to hear the sound of God's voice, or discern His footprints on the earth. Our Creator, our Last End, our Saviour, our Judge, upon whom •we depend for everything, whose will is the only one import- ant thing to us, whose Bosom is the one only possible home for us — and He to be regarded as simply the most unin- teresting object in His own world ! Is this really credible ? Alas ! we have only to look around and see. Does a day pass which does not prove it to us? Nay, very often, to our shame be it spoken, is it not a considerable exertion, even to us to interest ourselves in God ? And this indiffer- ence, can we be quite sure that it is less dishonorable to God than positive aversion ? These are melancholy results. Yet somehow they spur us on to try to do more for God ourselves, and to love Him with a purer and more disinterested love. Alas ! if the saints are few in number, those who are either ignorant of God, or indifferent to Him, or have an aversion to Him, u 230 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. are countless multitudes. Many fair regions of this beau- tiful world are peopled by idolaters. The sacred places of scriptural Asia are tenanted by the followers of Mahomet. Heresy and schism usurp whole countries., which boast of the name of Christian ; and even in catholic lands, it is depressing to think how many thousands there are, who must be classed with those who are not on the side of God. These are very practical considerations ; for if there is the least honesty in our professions of loving God, they must greatly influence both the fervor of our devotion and the amount of our mortification. They bring home to us that suffering and expiatory character, which, by a law of the Incarnation, belongs to all Christian holiness. But we shall find considerations even yet more practical, if we turn from these two extremes to the mean, that is, to ordinarily pious catholics, such as we humbly hope we either are ourselves, or are endeavoring to become. We distinctly aim at making religion the great object of our lives. We are conscious to ourselves of a real and strong desire to love God, and as we gro.w older the desire grows stronger, and, to say the least of it, it bids fair to swallow up all our other desires, and become the one single object of our lives. The four last things. Death and Judgment, Hell and Heaven, are often before us, and fill us with a holy terror. We fear sin greatly, and we sometimes think we almost hate it for its own sake, because it is an ofience against so good a God. We have times and methods of prayer. We examine our consciences. We hear mass often. We visit the Blessed Sacrament. We are devout to our Lady. We frequent the sacraments. Who can doubt but that all this is the way of salvation ? We are happy in the grace which enables us to do all this. We shall be happy indeed in the grace which will enable us to persevere. We are happy also in the thought that there are thousands and thousands in the Church who are OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 231 thus serving God. But let us look a little more closely into this, and examine our lives first as to the amount of love of God which they exhibit, and secondly as to the mannei^ in which we show our love. There are twenty-four hours in the day, so many days in the week, and so many weeks in the year. We have various occupations, and manifold ways of spending our time ; and the most careless amongst us must have some confused and general notion of the way in which his time is distributed. Now we know that the service of God is the grand thing, or rather that it is the only thing about us which is great at all. What amount of our time then is spent upon it? How many hours of the day are passed in prayer, and spiritual reading, in hearing mass, or visiting the Blessed Sacrament, or in other direct spiritual exercises? Of the time necessarily expended upon our worldly avocations, or the claims of society, how much is spent with any recollec- tion of Him, or with any actual intention to do our common actions for His glory ? Can we return a satisfactory answer to these questions? Furthermore, we know that it is essen- tial to our love of God, that we should appreciate Him above all things. Does our practice show that this is anything but a form of words with us ? Would strangers, who looked critically at our daily lives, be obliged to say that, whatever faults we had, it was plain that we put no such price on anything as on God? When we look into the interests and affections of our busy, crowded hearts, is it plain that, if the love of God does not reign there in solitary, unmingled splendor, at least it takes easy, obvious, and acknowledged precedence of all our other loves ? This is not asking much : but can we answer as we should wish ? Again, our actions are perfectly multitudinous. If we reckon both the out- ward and the inward ones, they are almost as numerous as the beatings of our pulse. How many of them are for God ? I do not say how many are directly religious, but how many 232 OUR ACTUAL LOYE OF GOD. are at all and in any sense for God ? How many in the hundred ? Even if we are quite clear that a virtual inten- tion has really got vigor and vitality enough to carry us over the breadth of a whole day, and to push its way through the crowd of things we have to think, to say, to do, and to suffer, — and this is a very large assumption — is this virtual intention in the morning to absolve us from the necessity of any further advertence to God, and must it not also have been made in the morning with a very considerable degree of intensity, in order to propel it for so long as twenty -four hours through such a resisting medium as we know our daily lives to be ? To use our national word, are we quite comfortable about this ? Are we sure of our view about virtual intention, and without misgivings, and have we found our theory work well in times gone by ? God does not have His own way in the world. What He gets He has to fight for. What is true of the world at large, is true also of our own hearts and lives. Though we love God, and most sincerely. He has to struggle for our love. He has to contend for the mastery over our affections. The preferences of our corrupt nature are not for Him, or for His concerns. Thus it happens almost daily that His claims clash with those of self or of the world. We have to choose between the two, and give the preference to the one over the other. We are for ever having Christ and Barabbas offered to the freedom of our election. Now do we always give the preference to God? Or if not always, because of surprises, impulses, impetuosities, or sudden weaknesses, at least do we never wilfully, deliberately, and with adver- tence, prefer anything else to God, and give Him the second place ? And of the innumerable times in which this conflict occurs, in what proportion of times does God carry off the victory ? And when He does, is it an easy victory ? Or has He to lay long siege to our hearts, and bring up rein- forcement after reinforcement of fresh and untired grace, OUR xiCTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 233 until at last it looks as if He were almost going to throw Himself on His omnipotence, and overwhelm the freedom of our will? Or again, let us look at the degree of appli- cation which we bestow on what we really do for God. Let us confront the carefulness, and forethought, and energy, and perseverance, which we bestow upon our temporal in- terests or the earthly objects of our love, with those which characterize our spiritual exercises. And will the result of the examination be altogether what we should desire? All these are childish and elementary questions to ask ourselves. Yet the results are far more melancholy than when we contemplated the ignorance, aversion, and indif- ference of the great mass of men. More melancholy, be- cause we profess to be God^s champions ; it is as it were our place to be on His side. We live encircled by His grace, which flows around us like the plentiful bright air. Our minds are illuminated by the splendors of heavenly truth, and our hearts led sweetly captive by the winning mysteries of the Incarnation. Our lives are charmed by great sacraments, and we are each of us the centre of a very world of invisible grandeurs and spiritual miracles. And in spite of all this, I will not say it is sad, it is really hardly credible that our love of God should amount to so little as it does, whether we regard it as to the time spent upon it, or as to the appreciation of Him above all things, or as to the proportion of our numberless actions which is for Him, or as to our preference of Him when His claims clash with others, or as to the degree of application which we bestow on what we really do for Him. look at all this by the moonlight of Gethsemane, or measure it with the Way of the Cross, or confront it with the abandonment of Calvary ! Turn upon it the light of the great love of Creation, whose prodigal munificence, and incomparable tenderness, and seemingly exaggerated compassions we have already contemplated ! can it be that this is the u2 23-i OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. creature's return to his Creator, when the creature is holy and faithful and good, and that such is to be God's strong point in the world, the paradise of His delights, the portion of His empire where allegiance still is paid Him? Merci- ful Heaven ! can we be safe, if we go on thus ? Are we really in a state of grace ? Is not the whole spiritual life a cruel delusion? And are we not after all the enemies, and not the friends, of God? no ! faith comes to our rescue. All is right, though truly all is wrong. We are certainly in the way of salvation. Then we say once more, as we find ourselves saying many times a day, what a God is ours, what incredible patience, what unbounded forbearance, what unintelligible contentment ! Why is it that very shame does not sting us to do more for God, and to love Him with a love a little less infinitely unlike the love, with which, do what we can, we cannot hinder Him from loving us ? So much for the amount of our love of God. It is little ; so little that it would be disheartening, were it not always in our ow^n power, through the abundance of His grace, to make that little more. Let us now, at any rate, console ourselves by looking at the manner and spirit in which we pay to God this little love. Love, like other things, has certain rules and measures of its own. It has certain habits and characteristics. It proceeds upon known prin- ciples, which belong to its nature. It acts difi'erently from justice, because it is love and not justice. It does not obey the same laws as fear, simply because it is not fear but love. Every one knows the marks of true love. They are readiness, eagerness, generosity, swiftness, unselfishness, vigilance, exclusiveness, perseverance, exaggeration. In all these respects, except the last, our divine love must at once resemble and surpass our human love. In the last respect it cannot do so, because God is so infinitely beau- tiful and good, that anything like exaggeration or excess in OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 235 the love of Him is impossible. The Sacred Heart of Jesus is the model of Divine Love. The Immaculate Heart of Mary ascertains for us the amazing heights of love which a simple creature can attain by correspondence to the grace of God. The Saints are all so many samples of divine love, in some one or more of its special characteristics and departments. We know, then, precisely the manner and spirit in which we are to love God. Let us see how far our practice squares with our theory. Is the following an unkind picture of ourselves? We serve God grudgingly, as if He were exacting. We are slow to do what we know He most desires, because it is an effort to ourselves. We cling to our own liberty, and we feel the service of God more or less of a captivity. Our whole demeanor and posture in religion is not as if we felt God was asking too little, or as if we were most anxious to do more than He required. We serve Him intermittingly, though perseverance is what He so specially desires. We have fits and starts, pious weeks or devout months, and then times of remissness, of effort, of coldness ; then a fresh awakening, a new start, and then a slackening again. It is as if loving God went against the grain, as if we had to constrain ourselves to love Him, as if it was an exertion which could not be kept up continuously, as if human holiness could never be anything better than endless be- ginnings, and trials which are always falling short of the mark. Thus we also love God rarely, under pressure, on great occasions, at startling times, or when we have sen- sible need of Him. All this looks as if we did not love Him for His own sake, but for ourselves, or for fear, or be- cause it is prudent and our duty. There is, unmistake- ably, a want of heart in the whole matter. Have we ever done any one action which we are quite confident was done solely and purely for the love of God ? If we have, it has not been often repeated. We are con- 236 OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. scious to ourselves that there is a great admixture of earthly motives in our service of God. It is astonishing what an amount of vain-glory and self-seeking there is in our love of Him. We are also perfectly and habitually avrare of this ; and yet, v^hich is even more astonishing, we are quiet and unmoved. It breeds in us no holy despe- ration, nor does it inspire us to any vehement and deter- mined struggles to get rid of the desecrating presence of this unholy enemy. Nay, it almost appears as if we should never have dreamed of loving God, if He Himself had not been pleased to command us to do so ; and therefore we do it just in the way in which men always do a thing be- cause they are told, and which they would not have done if they had not been told. Many of us, perhaps, have already given the best of our lives to the world, and now it is the leavings only which go to God. Oh ! how often is He asked to drink the dregs of a cup which not the world only, but the devil also, have well-nigh drained before Him! and with what adorable condescension does He put His lips to it, and dwell with complacency upon the draught, as if it were the new wine of some archangel's first un- blemished love ! Then, again, we exaggerate our own services, in thought if not in words; and this shows itself in our demeanor. True love never thinks it has done enough. Its restlessness comes from the very uneasiness of this impression. Now, this is not at all our feeling about God. We do not look at things from His point of view. It is only by a painfully- acquired habit of mind that we come to do so. Half the temptations against the faith, from which men suffer, arise from the want of this habit, from not discerning that really the creature has no side, no right to a point of view, but that God's side is the only side, and the Creator's point of view the creature's only point of view, and that he would not be a creature were it otherwise. Another unsatisfac- OUR ACTUAL LOVE OF GOD. 237 tory sign is, that, ordinarily speaking, we have so little missionary feeling about us, and are so unconcerned whe- ther sinners are converted, or whether men love God or not. It is quite impossible for true love to co-exist with an unmissionary spirit. But we all of us have times when we love God more than usual, times of fervor, of closer union with Him, of mo- mentary love of suffering, transitory flashes of things which are like the phenomena of the saints. They neither last long enough nor come often enough to form our normal state. They are simply our best times. Now we need not dwell either upon their rarity or their brevity ; but we would fain ask if even then we love God altogether with- out reserves. Is nothing kept back from Him? Is our renunciation of self ample and faultless? Have we no secret corner of our hearts, where some favorite weakness lurks in the shade, and which the strong light of heavenly love has not blinded to its own interests ? I am afraid to go on with the picture, lest I should have to ask myself, at last. What is left of the Christian life ? But we have seen enough to confess, of our love of God, that not only is what we give very little, but that even that little is given in the most ungraceful and unlovelike of ways. Surely this is a confession not to be made by words, which are not equal to the task, but only by silent tears, while we lie prostrate before the Throne of Him, whom, strange to say, we really do love most tenderly, even while we slight Him ! On all sides of us there are mysteries. Our relations to God are full of them. Our coldness and His love. His for- bearance and our petulance, — we hardly know which is the most strange, the most inexplicable. If we consider atten- ^tively how little we love God, and in what way we show it, honesty will compel us to acknowledge that we men should not accept such service at each other's hands. We should reject it with scorn. We should regard it as an injury rather than as a service. A father would disinherit his 238 OUR xiCTUAL LOVE OF GOD. son ; a friend would put away from him the friend of his bosom, if his love w^ere requited as we requite the love of our Heavenly Father. Yet it is the ever-blessed God, who is what He is, to whom we, being what we are, dare to offer this mockery of w^orship. Will He open heaven, and oast His fiery bolts upon us, and annihilate us for ever, that we may be no longer a dishonor to His beautiful creation ? Or wall He turn from our proffered service with anger, or at least wnth a contemptuous indifference? We cannot easily understand how it is that He does not. Yet on the contrary He vouchsafes to accept and reward our pitiful affection. And His very rewards and blessings lead us astray ; for we begin to put a price upon our merits, according to the greatness of His recompense, not according to the reality of their lowness; and we think we have treated Him with great generosity, and that His re- ward is to us only the proof of our generosity ; while on the contrary we consider Him to be asking very much of us ; and our minds do not see His rights, and our hearts do not feel them. And God sees all this, and He makes no sign. It is not so much as if He seemed insensible to our in- gratitude ; it is rather as if He did not see that it was in- gratitude at all. No love can be conceived more sensitive than that of Him who has eternally predestinated, and then called out of nothing, the objects of His choice and predilection. Yet God does not seem to feel our coldness and perversity. Rather He appears to prize what we give Him, and to rejoice in its possession. He wished it other- wise. He made very different terms at the outset. He asked for far more than He has got. But He makes no complaint ; and not being able to have His terms allowed, He takes us on our own. Is it possible that it can be God of whom we are daring thus to speak ? why do not all we. His children, league together to make it up to Him ? angels of heaven? why is your worship of that Blessed Majesty aught else but tears ? IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. 239 CHAPTER V IN "WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. Signore, yolete dare per quello, che facciamo per voi, piu di quello clae potete fare ; e non potendo Toi fare Toi medesimo, restate solamente soddisfatto con dare voi medesimo : stupendo caso 1 che il Creatore non ritrovi in tutta la sua onnipotenza, cosa, che possa fare in aggradimento di qualsivoglia cosa, che fa un giusto per suo amore. Niereinberg. AYhen angels offer the prayers of men with incense in their golden thuribles, there are none which rise up before the throne of God with a sweeter or more acceptable fra- grance than the murmurs and complaints of loving souls, because God is not loved sufficiently. Everywhere on earth, where the true love of God is to be found, there is also this peaceful and blessed unhappiness along with it. In many a cloister, by the sea shore, or on the mountain top, in the still forest or the crowded city, there are many who in the retirement of their cell, or before the Blessed Sacrament, are sighing with the sweet grief of love, because men love God so coldly and so unworthily. There are many amid the distractions of the world, and who appear to be walking only in its ways, who have no heavier weight upon their hearts than the neglect, abandonment, and unrequited love of God. Through the long cold night, or during the noisy day, incessantly as from a tranquil holy purgatory, the sounds of this plaintive sorrow, this blessedly unhappy love, rise up into the ear of God. Some tremble with horror of the sins which are daily committed against His holy law. Some are saddened because those 240 IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. who by their faith know God so well, love Him with such carelessness and pusillanimity. Some, who are wont to make His resplendent attributes the objects of their daily contemplation, murmur because they see nowhere on the earth, not even among the saints, anything worthy to be called love of so great and infinite a goodness. Others with meek petulance expostulate with God, because He hides Himself, and does not constrain souls to love Him by open manifestations of His surpassing beauty: while others mourn over their own cold hearts, and pine to love God better than they do. There are even innocent children who weep because they feel, what as yet they can hardly know, that men are leaving so cruelly unrequited the burning love of God. All these sighs and tears, all these complaints and expostulations, all this heavy-hearted silence and wounded bleeding love, — all is rising up hourly to the Majesty on high, not unmingled with the sharper sounds of active penance and expiatory mortifica- tions. It is at once intercession and thanksgiving and petition and satisfaction, and our Heavenly Father loves the sweet violence which this beautiful sorrow is doing to Him. Meanwhile God Himself vouchsafes to appear contented, and even more than contented with the poverty of our love. He seems to be satisfied with that in us, which is very far from satisfying ourselves. Whether it is that His clear view of our exceeding nothingness stimulates His compassion to make allowances for us which we have no right to make for ourselves, or whether to the incom- prehensible affection of a Creator there is some inestimable value in the least and lowest offering of the creature's love, so it is, that His magnificence repays our love with rewards of the most overwhelming grandeur, while at the same time His justice and wisdom contrive that these immense rewards should be in exact and varying proportion with our merits. He IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. 241 alone seems to be above the feeling of that which His ser- vants feel so deeply, their own coldness and ingratitude to Him. Yet we know that none can measure so unerringly the hatefulness of our iniquity ; none can estimate so truly the glorious abundance of strong celestial grace which is hourly conferred upon us ; none can know Him as He knows Himself, and therefore none can abhor sin as He abhors it, or comprehend, as He comprehends it, the insult of our lukewarm love. Does it not even come to ourselves sometimes in prayer, when we have been dwelling long upon some one beautiful attribute of the Divine Nature, to ask ourselves in amazement, how it is that God can pos- sibly forgive sin, and forgiving it, can look so completely as if He had forgotten it as well, and even seem to esteem us more when we rise from a shameful fall, than if we had stood upright in His grace and our integrity all the while ? And yet our best notions of God are unspeakably unworthy of Him. When we get views of His perfections which thrill through us like a new life, and throw open to our minds grand vast worlds of truth and wonder, these rays of light are full of dust and dimness, and do not approach to the real beauty of the Creator. Thus it is that we can- not take a step in this land of divine love, but mysteries start up around us far more hard to solve than the deepest difficulties of scholastic theology. We are getting new graces every day, crowning our correspondence to the grace we had before. We are continually drinking fresh draughts of immortal life in the Sacraments which we are allowed to repeat and renew day after day. But we are so accus- tomed to all this, that we can scarcely realize the miracles of compassion and love, of which we are incessantly the objects. All this continuance of grace is a manifestation to us of God's contentment with us. Not that He would not have us better than we are, and is not always stimula- ting us to higher things. But He takes gladly what we let 16 V 242 IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. Him have ; and with loving eagerness, not only furnishes us with instant means to serve Him better, but ahnost an- ticipates with His rewards our little services. For the recompense full often comes before the deed, and as our good works are not sufficiently numerous to gratify His liberality. He is crowning all day long a thousand good in- tentions which He knows will never issue in results. And why ? because it is not so much works, as love, for which He craves. the mj'stery of the Divine Kecompenses ! how is it to be unriddled except by the satisfaction of the Precious Blood of Jesus? And then how is that adorable Blood-shedding itself to be unriddled ? If the mystery of a Contented God, with His blessed wrath appeased and His all-holy justice satisfied, can only be explained by the Cross of the Incarnate Word, it is only removing the difficulty one step backward ; for then by what is the Cross itself to be explained ? Are we not for ever obliged to take refuge in Creation as the grand primal act of love, the fountain- head of all the divine compassions, and to acknowledge that the classes of mysteries, which of all others are the most unfathomable, are those which concern the nature, the degree, and the perfections of Creative Love ? beau- tiful Abysses, in which it is so sweet to lose ourselves, so blissful to go on sounding them to all eternity and never learn the depths, and in musing upon whose precipitous shores a loving heart finds heaven even while on earth ! It is a day to date from, when we first come to see, that the very fact of God having created us is in itself a whole magnificent revelation of eternal love, more safe to lean upon than what we behold, more worthy of our trust than what we know, more utterly our own than any other pos- session we can have. But let us study in detail the way in which God repays that poor and fitful and ungenerous love of which we our- IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. 243 selves are more than half ashamed. Let us enquire when He repays us, with what He repays us, and in what man- ner He repays us. We shall find fresh motives of love at every step in the enquiry. First of all, when does He repay us ? He does not keep us waiting for our recompenses. AYe know well that one additional degree of sanctifying grace is of more price than all the magnificence of the universe. The objects upon which we often fasten our affections or employ our ambition, dur- ing long years of concentrated vigilance and persevering toil, are less worthy of our endeavors and less precious in the possession, than one single particle of sanctifying grace. Yet, let us suppose that a momentary tem.ptation has assailed us, and we have resisted it, or that we have lifted up our hearts for an instant in faith and love to God, or that for the sake of Christ we have done some trifling unselfish thing, scarcely has the action escaped us before then and instantly the heavens have opened invisibly, and the force of heaven, the participation of the Divine Nature, the beauty, power, and marvel of sanctifying grace, has passed in viewless flight and with insensible ingress into our soul. There is not the delay of one instant. More- over these ingresses of grace are beyond number, and yet, if we correspond and persevere, the influence and result of each one of them is simply eternal. Each additional degree of sanctifying grace represents and secures an ad- ditional degree of glory in heaven, if only we correspond thereto, and persevere unto the end. At the moment in which we receive each additional degree of sanctifying grace our soul is clothed before God in a new and glorious beauty which a moment ago it had not got. The communication of sanctifying grace to the soul is itself a marvellous and mysterious disclosure of the divine magnificence and liberality. It is assuredly most probable, 244 IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOYE. if it is not certain,"^ that each additional degree of sancti- fying grace is given the very instant it is merited by our actions, and is not reserved as an accumulated reward to be bestowed upon us when we enter into glory. But each additional degree of sanctifying grace is not a mere enrich- ing of us with the created gifts of God, but it is a real and new mission to our souls of the Second and Third Persons of the Most Holy Trinity, together with the unsent coming to us and dwelling with us of the Father Himself. It is not only that the Three Divine Persons are always in us by essence, presence, and power ; but by sanctifying grace They are in us in a new and special and most real, though deeply mysterious way, and in the case of the particular graces of the sacraments. They are with us for particular ends, effects, and purposes. By an invisible mission this real indwelling of the Divine Persons assumes a new mode of existence at every one of the multitudinous additions and degrees of sanctifying grace, a new mode of existence which it is hardly possible to explain in words, as on the one hand it implies no manner of change or motion in Them, while on the other there is from Them some contact with the soul more personal, more intimate, more real, than that which existed but a moment before. If we are to allow some theologians to say that where the gifts of grace more concern the intellect, there is a mission of the Son, and, where they more concern the will, a mission of the Holy Ghost, yet we cannot hold any mission of the Son which is not also a mission of the Holy Ghost, nor any mission of the Holy Ghost which is not also a mission of the Son, nor any mission of the Two, apart and separate from the coming and indwelling of the Father. If it is hard to * Of Suarez de Beatitudine, Disp. yi. Sect. i. n. 13. Also De Gratia, lib. ix. cap. iii. 23. Dico ergo gradus omnes gratiae, quos Justus per a-ctus remissos obaritatis meretur, statim sine uUa dilatione. nullave spectata dispositione, illi conferri, ac provide justum non solum per omnes hos actus mereri, sed etiam statim consequi suae gratia^ augmentum. But it is a question. IN WHAT WAY GOD REPAYS OUR LOVE. 245 understand this, it is also extremely beautiful, and ought to fill us with fresh love of God, and a more loving wonder at His bounty towards His creatures. This doc- trine of divine mission with each degree of sanctifying grace shows us how sanctifying grace is a substantial and real anticipation of heaven, that even now it is Himself, and not His created gifts only, that God gives to us, and that He is our own God, our own possession, from the very first moment of our justification. Moreover there is some- thing to overawe us with the sense of the divine intimacy with us, and to make us glow with love even in our awe, to reflect that this inexplicable operation, this celestial man- sion, in our souls, this new and ever new mission of the Divine Persons, which we cannot explain and can only dimly apprehend, is actually being reflected in us many, many times a day, while we are in a state of grace, and seeking in our actions the glory and the will of God."^ Nay, so substantially are the Divine Persons present to the soul by Their invisible mission, that if by impossibility they were not present to us by Their immensity, They would be so by reason of sanctifying grace. f * Billuart de Trinitat, vi. 4. f There is no province of theology where language proves itself less ade- quate to the task of expressing doctrine, than that which concerns the rela- tion of the Divine Persons to created things. For on the one hand theology- is clear as to the reality of such relations, and on the other hand it is equally clear as to the axiom that the external works of the Holy Trinity are indivis- ible. There is a beauty, which we can only half see, about these relations, which to judge from the explanations of theologians, baffles words, or as soon as it is put into words seems dangerous to dogma. See Schwetz. Theol. Dogma, i. 361. The following passage from S. Cyril, of Alexandria, is the more remnrkable as coming from a post-Nicene father : — Kui EUTL fxev KaO' VTroaraGiv lSiKi)i> rroXvTiXcios b -arrip, b[i6io}s ^£ Kal b vibSf Kal TO TTvevfia' aXA' fj fvog tGjv wvofxacixivodv SrjfjiovpyiK^ dtXrjai^, i
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