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the ship rides, she will still be at sea, and it would be the
better if she struck on the rock of Peter and perished than that
she should ride buoyantly but aimlessly over the uneasy oceans of
knowledge.
I've once more got a long way from the subject of my letter, but
I've always taken advantage of your patience to air my theories,
and when I begin to write to you my pen runs away with me. The
point I want to make is that unless there is a mother house which
is going to create a reserve of spiritual energy, the active work
of the Order is going to suffer. The impulse to save souls might
easily exhaust itself in the individual. A few disappointments,
unceasing hard work, the interference of a bishop, the failure of
financial support, a long period in which his work seems to have
come to a standstill, all these are going to react on the
individual missioner who depends on himself. Looking back now at
the work done by my father, and by Rowley at Chatsea, I'm beginning
to understand how dangerous it is for one man to make himself the
pivot of an enterprise. I only really know about my father's work
at second hand, but look at Chatsea. I hear now that already the
work is falling to pieces. Although that may not justify the Bishop
of Silchester, I'm beginning to see that he might argue that if
Rowley had shown himself sufficiently humble to obey the forces of
law and order in the Church, he would have had accumulated for him
a fresh store of energy from which he might have drawn to
consolidate his influence upon the people with whom he worked.
Anyway, that's what I'm going to try to acquire from the
pseudo-monasticism of Malford. I'm determined to dry up the
critical and humorous side of myself. Half of it is nothing more
than arrogance. I'm grateful for being sent to Aldershot, but I'm
going to make my work here depend on the central source of energy
and power. I'm going to say that my work is per hominem, but that
the success of my work is ex Deo. You may tell me that any man with
the least conception of Christian Grace would know that. Yes, he
may know it intellectually, but does he know it emotionally? I
confess I don't yet awhile. But I do know that if the Order of St.
George proves itself a real force, it will not be per hominem, it
will not be by the Reverend Father's eloquence in the pulpit, but
by the vocation of the community ex Deo.
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