It is clear as daylight that God Himself will be defeated if He _loses His family_. Attention has already been called to the fact that, with the loss of His family, God would be reduced to a child-god playing with a toy world; and that without the coöperation of other wills He could not finish His toy. He would be in the position of having a world full of raw material, material capable of infinite, spiritual and social uses, only He would be destitute of any such help as would enable Him to turn the universe to any account whatsoever. If He were left solitary in the world, all God's labors in creation would lead directly to shameful defeat. Without other inhabitants than Himself, the universe would become one colossal piece of junk. Yes, it would be worse than that; even junk has value where there are people. Without intelligent souls to inhabit the universe, an appalling night would settle over all creation. Love, truth, wisdom, righteousness, and the last semblance of a kingdom would be gone; and God Himself would as well die with His children; He would be destitute of character, and incapable of completing that which He began on such a magnificent scale. Having a universe like the present on His hands, with no one to use it, nor to inhabit it, God would be an object worthy of ridicule. The idea that God could murder His children, or carelessly allow them to perish, and then spend an eternity in an unfinished and depopulated world shatters reason itself; such a thought is too appalling and abhorrent to be entertained for a moment. Just as sure as there is a God, we shall continue to live. Anyone who believes in God and does not believe in immortality surely never gave two consecutive logical thoughts to the subject. (1) _Ultimately God will have no children at all_, (2) _or He will have an endless succession of short-lived children_, (3) _or He will have children that survive all changes_. The first obnoxious idea we regard as impossible and unthinkable. A being that could live in perpetual and absolute solitude, with no more reason and character than such a position would warrant, is not a person that we should call God anyway. The second thought of God having an endless succession of short-lived children is in some respects worse. In the autumn of nineteen hundred and fourteen, a friend said to me: "What _is_ there, I should like to know, in Christianity? Here we've had the Christian religion for more than nineteen hundred years--and now this war. Oh, there is nothing in it!" "No," I answered, "we have had Christianity about thirty-three years; that is, a few people have had it."