The men against whom the Master directed this parable were bigots.
Self-opinionated, self-conceited, dogmatic, and contemptuous--they
wore all the attributes of bigotry. _And bigotry is a very familiar
perversion of faith._ Vital fellowship with God ought to make men
gracious, magnanimous, generous; it ought to make life with God seem
so incomparably important that when anyone has that, his opinions
about God will be tolerantly regarded, however mistaken they may
appear to be. Dr. Pritchett, when President of the Massachusetts
Institute of Technology, passed through a classroom where a young
instructor was conducting a chemical experiment. "The reaction
itself," says Dr. Pritchett, "was going on in a retort on the table,
while on a blackboard was written the conventional formula, which in
the science of chemistry is used to describe the reaction. It so
happened that the instructor had made a mistake in writing the
formula; instead of CO^2 he had written CO_3. But this made not the
slightest difference in the reaction which was going on in the flask."
So, a man may live his life with an admirably Christian spirit,
although he describes it with a mistaken formula. His error is
theoretical, not vital. But a bigot is so sure that he alone knows the
true formula, that a man without that formula is altogether wrong, and
that he must either set him right or condemn him utterly, that he
grows bitter, hard, unlovely. His opinions may be right, but his
spirit is wrong. The faith that should make his life radiant is
perverted to make it narrow, harsh, contemptuous. He renders hateful
the very faith he seeks to commend and ruins the reputation of the God
whom he is zealous to exalt. So the Pharisee of the parable missed all
the beauty of the Publican's life because he thought the Publican's
formula was wrong. No one can estimate the irreparable damage which
zealous bigots have done to true faith.
_O Thou who art of purer eyes than to behold iniquity, canst Thou
bear to look on us conscious of our great transgression? Yet hide not
Thy face from us, for in Thy light alone shall we see light._
_Forgive us for the sins which crowd into the mind as we realise Thy
presence; our ungovernable tempers, our shuffling insincerities, the
craven fear of our hearts, the pettiness of our spirits, the foul
lusts and fatal leanings of our souls. Not for pardon only, but for
cleansing, Lord, we pray._
_Forgive us, we beseech Thee, our unconscious sins; things which must
be awful to Thy sight, of which we yet know nothing. Forgive by
giving us in fuller measure the awakening of Thy presence, that we
may know ourselves, and lose all love of sin in the knowledge of what
Thou art._
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