And, as though he had not yet said enough of his love of humility,
the writer makes a fresh start in order to explain and prove what he
has said. Not on account of learning, ability and piety does a true
Christian honour his fellow-men; such a thing had better be left to
the heathen and to the poets of to-day; the true Christian loved the
helpless, the poor, the foolish, the sinful and the wretched. This he
proves first from Ps. xli., then from the teaching of Christ and from
His words: “For that which is high to men is an abomination before
God” (Luke xvi. 15). “Do not make of me such an abomination,” so he
goes on, “do not plunge me into such misery if you would be my friend.
But, from so doing you will be furthest if you forbear from praising
me either before me or before others. If, however, you are of opinion
that Christ is to be extolled in me, then use His Name and not mine.
Why should the cause of Christ be besmirched by my name and robbed of
its own name? To everything should be given its right name; are we
then to praise what is Christ’s without using His Name? Behold,” so
he breaks off at last very aptly, “here you have your ‘friend’ and
his flood of words; have patience friendly reader”—words which may
apply to the modern reader of this effusion no less than to its first
addressee. It cannot well be gainsaid that something strange lay in
this kind of humility. It would be difficult to find an exact parallel
to such language in the epistles of the humanists of that day, and
still less in the correspondence of truly pious souls. What may,
however, help us to form our opinion is the fact that, in the letters
written immediately after the above, we again find the young professor
condemning wholesale everything that did not quite agree with his own
way of thinking.
The passion, precipitancy and exaggeration which inspired him during
his monkish days is the other characteristic which here calls for
consideration. His fiery and unbridled zeal was of such a character as to
constitute a very questionable virtue in a monk.
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