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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