Out of the Fog: A Story of the SeaOber, Charles K. (Charles Kellogg)
Religion
Out of the Fog: A Story of the Sea
Ober, Charles K. (Charles Kellogg)
Conversion
But I was weary with the effort, and as I thought it over, I said to
myself "What are you trying to do?" and the answer was, "I am trying to
be a Christian." Then it dawned upon me that _trying_ was not
_trusting_; that, if I succeeded in my effort, I should have only a
self-made product and not the religion of the Bible and that it was
unreasonable for me to expect the results of faith before exercising
faith itself. I was stumbling at the very simplicity of faith. I was
working to win what God was waiting to give, while my latent faculty of
faith, the greatest asset in personality, was lying worthless through
disuse. I thought of my experience on the ocean, when finally, helpless
to help myself, I had left my whole problem with the Pilot and He had
taken command and brought us through to safety, and so I deliberately
gave up the struggle and said to myself, "It is right for me to serve
God and to live for Him, and I will do it whether I have what they call
an 'experience' or not." And, having settled the question, I dismissed
it and waited for instructions.
[Illustration: It Came as Quietly as the Daylight Comes When the Night
is Done]
And then something happened, for, from without, surprising me with its
presence, like the discovery of a welcome but unexpected guest, there
came into my life a deep, great, overflowing peace. I had never known it
before, and therefore I could not by any possibility have imagined it;
but, I recognized it as something from God. It was not sensational, it
came quietly; as quietly "as the daylight comes when the night is done."
It was not emotional, unless it was in itself an emotion. But emotions
are transient and this had come to stay.
With the peace, there came also something that seemed to be a
reinforcement of my life principle, an achieving power, a disposition to
dare and an ability to do that which hitherto had seemed impossible; and
the petty pessimism of the past gave way before this new consciousness.
With this deep incoming tide of peace and power came a clearing of the
mental atmosphere, and I saw that the fog had lifted. When I saw this, I
said to myself quietly, "I think I am a Christian," and almost
immediately added, "I am a Christian!"
The fog had passed, and the drifting was over; I had come within sight
of land. What land it was I did not then know, but it proved to be a new
world. How great it is I do not yet fully understand, but I have been
exploring it thirty years and I think it is a continent.
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