It was as if a door leading out of some gay ballroom, all lights and
flowers and dance music, had suddenly been opened and I had passed
through it from the things of time to those of eternity. Fifteen
hundred years were wiped out—I saw St. Benedict, the “beloved, called
from the cleft in the rock,” praying, rejoicing, hiding from men to
be alone with God. And that seems to me the most wonderful thing in
the lives of the great Founders—they had not at first the smallest
forethought of their mission. They only knew that they must save their
souls in fear and trembling, and in blind humility they withdrew from
all occasions of sin and prayed for purification. It forms a curious
contrast to the life led by most of us who consider ourselves pretty
decent Christians in the eyes of the world. _Our_ question is, “How
much pleasure and amusement can I get in without actually falling into
mortal sin?” and many a dangerous permission we grant ourselves or
wring from our unwilling directors, that refused would have prevented,
or at least delayed, a hundred falls. It is so terribly easy to do
what all the rest are doing—to go and see the problem play, read the
interesting bad book, pay the visit at the country house where the
old admirer will meet us and spread the old snares for our destruction
and his own! We know all about it; it has happened so often; but we go
ahead, telling our hearts the lie they know so well: “Oh, it doesn’t
matter! I know just where to stop!” Steeped in affection to sin—with,
at the best, ages of Purgatory awaiting us—we add every straw we can
gather to our already huge burden and imagine we can lay it down with a
good deathbed confession and slip into Paradise with the best!
Very different was the point of view of the great Saints. For one
who was converted late in life, we read of scores to whom Perfection
called in the very dawn of reason; and it is precisely these, who
never committed a mortal sin in their lives, who were most severe with
themselves—most nervous, as we should say—about their final salvation.
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