This overwhelming catastrophe has brought the issues squarely before
us. It is well that the forces we have to fight have come into the
open; we know at last the world we live in. We are face to face, with
a distinctness never before presented, with two great principles: the
law of brute force, of the survival of the fittest, made into a code
of conduct; the law of Christianity, with its possibility of higher
development, finer progress than brute force dreamed,--the growth of
the greater through sacrifice of the less; soul-achievement at the
expense of flesh. In this great hour of need shall we let the shallow
intellectualism of much recent thought dominate, or shall we boldly
choose that faith in which the best of human life, from its first dim
stirring to triumphant self-sacrifice, is summed up? One way lies
inevitable slipping backward; the other way lies progress in inner
life too great for word or present vision.
These are crucial moments; how great the crisis none may understand.
Many an idealist, lost in the more than forty years of materialism of
our time, is praying that out of the horror of the present may come
better things: a deeper sense of the deepest needs of life; a knowledge
that neither material comfort, nor physical health, nor materialistic
thought can wholly satisfy; a hunger and thirst for which only the
spiritual can suffice. Suffering bears strange fruit, and the suffering
of the present days and of the days to come is incalculable. Even the
mental anguish of mere watchers of the strife may help reveal to the
modern world as profound need of faith.
One thing is evident in all this awful crash: men still are brave;
never before, perhaps, have they fought against such great odds. The
splendor of their courage dims our eyes. Shall the fighters in the
world of spirit, “fighters in the noblest fight,” be less brave in
defending in the face of odds, perhaps never so great before, these
inner truths, deeper than dogma, deeper than theology, deeper than life
itself, the immemorial heritage of the race,--longing unutterable for
righteousness, for faith in the spiritual, for enlarging and unending
life?
THE END
=The Riverside Press=
CAMBRIDGE . MASSACHUSETTS
U . S . A
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