Christian fiction; Neighborhoods -- Scotland -- Fiction
During all this time Connie made no very perceptible progress--in the
recovery of her bodily powers, I mean, for her heart and mind advanced
remarkably. We held our Sunday-evening assemblies in her room pretty
regularly, my occasional absence in the exercise of my duties alone
interfering with them. In connection with one of these, I will show how
I came at length to make up my mind as to what I would endeavour to
keep before me as my object in the training of little Theodora, always
remembering that my preparation might be used for a very different end
from what I purposed. If my intention was right, the fact that it might
be turned aside would not trouble me.
We had spoken a good deal together about the infancy and childhood of
Jesus, about the shepherds, and the wise men, and the star in the east,
and the children of Bethlehem. I encouraged the thoughts of all the
children to rest and brood upon the fragments that are given us, and,
believing that the imagination is one of the most powerful of all the
faculties for aiding the growth of truth in the mind, I would ask them
questions as to what they thought he might have said or done in ordinary
family occurrences, thus giving a reality in their minds to this part
of his history, and trying to rouse in them a habit of referring their
conduct to the standard of his. If we do not thus employ our imagination
on sacred things, his example can be of no use to us except in exactly
corresponding circumstances--and when can such occur from one end to
another of our lives? The very effort to think how he would have done,
is a wonderful purifier of the conscience, and, even if the conclusion
arrived at should not be correct from lack of sufficient knowledge of
his character and principles, it will be better than any that can be
arrived at without this inquiry. Besides, the asking of such questions
gave me good opportunity, through the answers they returned, of seeing
what their notions of Jesus and of duty were, and thus of discovering
how to help the dawn of the light in their growing minds. Nor let anyone
fear that such employment of the divine gift of imagination will lead to
foolish vagaries and useless inventions; while the object is to discover
the right way--the truth--there is little danger of that. Besides, there
I was to help hereby in the actual training of their imaginations to
truth and wisdom. To aid in this, I told them some of the stories that
were circulated about him in the early centuries of the church, but
which the church has rejected as of no authority; and I showed them how
some of them could not be true, because they were so unlike those words
and actions which we had the best of reasons for receiving as true; and
how one or two of them might be true--though, considering the company in
which we found them, we could say nothing for certain concerning them.
And such wise things as those children said sometimes! It is marvellous
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