Christian life -- Fiction; Clergy -- England -- Fiction; Paranormal fiction; Short stories, English
“I said just now that the guidance of God began to be more apparent in
his daily life. There are two main ways of settling questions that come
up for decision, and both ways are possible to a religious man. One way
is to lay stress on the intellectual side, to weigh the arguments
carefully, and decide, as it were, by reasoning alone: the other is to
lay comparatively little stress on the arguments and the intellectual
side generally, and to make the main effort lie in the aspiration of the
will towards God for guidance. We may call them, roughly, the
intellectual and the intuitive. Now of course my friend’s mystical
studies inclined him more and more towards the latter. He told me, in
fact, that in the most ordinary questions––in his visiting his
people––in his preaching––in his dealings with souls––he began more and
more to refuse intellectual light, and to trust instead to the immediate
interior guidance of the Holy Ghost. More than once, for example, he
laid aside the sermon he had prepared, as he entered the pulpit, and
preached from a text that had seemed to be suggested to him. Of course
it was not so good from the literary point of view; but that, as he very
justly said, is not the most important question in judging of a sermon.
He seemed to find, he told me, that his spiritual power in every way
developed, both in his interior life and in his dealings with others.
“In his conversations, too, he would allow long silences to come, if it
did not seem to him that God moved him to speak; at other times he would
drop conventional modes of speech and say things that, humanly judged,
were calculated to do the very opposite of what he personally desired.
Sometimes in such a case his wish was attained, and sometimes not; but
in both cases he forced himself to regard it as if he had succeeded. In
short, he acted and spoke in obedience to this interior drawing, and
disregarded consequences entirely. And this, I need hardly say, is one
road to interior peace.
“And then at last a startling thing happened.
“There had been some crime committed: I have not an idea what it was.
Two men were involved in the consequences. One, whom we will call A.,
had committed the crime: but he could only be prosecuted if B., whom he
had seriously injured, consented to take action. Now my friend was
deeply interested in A., and he thought he knew that the one chance of
A.’s salvation lay in his being allowed to go unpunished. But Lord B.,
who, by the way, was an Irish peer, of no importance himself, though his
father had been well known, was a hard, vindictive man, and had publicly
announced his intention of ruining A. In this state of affairs my friend
was asked to intercede by A. and his friends.
“Lord B. lived in a large country-house some four or five miles from my
friend’s house. He was an unmarried man, but generally had his house
fairly full of his friends, who did not bear the best possible
reputation.
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