Dialogue of Comfort Against Tribulation: With Modifications To Obsolete Language By Monica StevensMore, Thomas, Saint
Religion
Dialogue of Comfort Against Tribulation: With Modifications To Obsolete Language By Monica Stevens
More, Thomas, Saint
Consolation
And surely, mine uncle, I have marvelled the less ever since I
heard the manner of their preachers there. For, as you remember,
when I was in Saxony these matters were (in a manner) but in a
mammering. Luther was not then wedded yet, nor religious men out
of their habits, but those that would be of the sect were suffered
freely to preach what they would unto the people. And forsooth I
heard a religious man there myself--one that had been reputed and
taken for very good, and who, as far as the folk perceived, was of
his own living somewhat austere and sharp. But his preaching was
wonderful! Methinketh I hear him yet, his voice so loud and
shrill, his learning less than mean. But whereas his matter was
much part against fasting and all affliction for any penance,
which he called men's inventions, he ever cried out upon them to
keep well the laws of Christ, let go their childish penance, and
purpose then to mend and seek nothing to salvation but the death
of Christ. "For he is our justice, and he is our Saviour and our
whole satisfaction for all our deadly sins. He did full penance
for us all upon his painful cross, he washed us there all clean
with the water of his sweet side, and brought us out of the
devil's danger with his dear precious blood. Leave therefore,
leave, I beseech you, these inventions of men, your foolish Lenten
fasts and your childish penance! Diminish never Christ's thanks
nor look to save yourselves! It is Christ's death, I tell you,
that must save us all--Christ's death, I tell you yet again, and
not our own deeds. Leave your own fasting, therefore, and lean to
Christ alone, good Christian people, for Christ's dear bitter
passion!" Now, so loud and shrill he cried "Christ" in their ears,
and so thick he came forth with Christ's bitter passion, and that
so bitterly spoken with the sweat dropping down his cheeks, that I
marvelled not that I saw the poor women weep. For he made my own
hair stand up upon my head.
And with such preaching were the people so taken in that some fell
to break their fast on the fasting days, not of frailty or of
malice first, but almost of devotion, lest they should take from
Christ the thanks of his bitter passion. But when they were awhile
nursled in that point first, they could afterward abide and endure
many things more, for which, if he had begun with them, they would
have pulled him down.
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