Church of England -- Clergy -- Correspondence; Clergy -- England -- Correspondence; Robinson, Forbes, 1867-1904 -- Correspondence
I am thinking of you in your new, difficult, and interesting life, and
wondering how you like it. Or, rather, I am sure that you like it in
its main features. There are in every life drawbacks and
discouragements, for we live by faith and not by sight, and faith must
be perfected in the midst of perplexities and contradictions. The
mists are useful. It would not do to have brilliant sunshine all the
time. For in that case, where would faith come in? Steering towards
our port in the fog means trusting the Pilot. 'Mercifully grant that
we, which know Thee now by faith, may after this life have the fruition
of Thy glorious Godhead.' I suppose that none of us fully {120} knows
what this prayer means. I think that there will be more need of faith
hereafter than we usually think. Can we ever apprehend the Father or
the Son without faith? The deepest truths are grasped by faith not
sight. The man who has learned to exercise faith here will have fuller
scope for his faith hereafter. What a shock to wake up in the next
world and to find that the riddles of life still need faith for their
solution! Yet I imagine that it will be so. Only faith will be able
to go deeper than here. The faith perfected in the mists of life will,
in the sunshine of eternity, see deeper into the meaning of events. I
wish I had more faith. Not sudden flights of faith annihilating time
and space and rising up to the throne of heaven. But I wish I could
ground all my actions on faith, and regularly see the invisible and
live as one who could see always and everywhere the Unseen. We are
schooled in different ways. We cannot attain to perfection in a night.
As we advance in the Christian life progress seems slower. In some
sense it is so. It is easier to cast off a number of definite bad
habits clearly inconsistent with the ideal just at first, than to
perfect self-sacrifice, humility, and self-discipline. But we are
advancing, though we know it not. If the engines are always kept
working, we shall reach our goal!
_To C. N. W; who had recently been ordained._
St. Leonards-on-Sea: January 12, 1900.
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