Christian fiction; Circuit riders -- Fiction; Domestic fiction; Spouses of clergy -- Fiction
I have got the first out-and-out orthodox Methodist feeling of being
backslid I ever had in my life. And it was not going to the theaters
and tea parties that brought it on. It was going to church every
Sunday and hearing some preacher explain away the Divinity of Jesus, or
reduce His miracles to scientific formulas. I do not wonder that so
many men and women go wrong in New York. They are orphans, deprived of
their Heavenly Father by the very preachers themselves. And it's very
hard for orphans to behave themselves. They know what is right, but
righteousness does not appeal to them, because it has never been
sanctified by love. That is what is the matter with these people.
They do not love God, they do not care, or know, or believe that He
loves them. They are so sensible, so profoundly reasonable that they
are sadly damned already by their own little intelligences. They have
theories, views and knowledges that are not going to show up well in
the next generation. And that is their crime, to propagate ideas that
will destroy the integrity of those who will come after them.
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