It is very possible that a hundred or five hundred years from now the forms of religious belief may be so altered that we should hardly know them.But the sense of dependence on Divine influence and the need of communion with the unseen and eternal will be then just what they are now.It is not the geologist's hammer, or the astronomer's telescope, or the naturalist's microscope, that is going to take away the need of the human soul for that Rock to rest upon which is higher than itself, that Star which never sets, that all-pervading Presence which gives life to all the least moving atoms of the immeasurable universe.
I have no fears for myself, and listen very quietly to all your debates.I go from your philosophical discussions to the reading of Jeremy Taylor's "Rule and Exercises of Holy Dying " without feeling that I have unfitted myself in the least degree for its solemn reflections.And, as I have mentioned his name, I cannot help saying that I do not believe that good man himself would have ever shown the bitterness to those who seem to be at variance with the received doctrines which one may see in some of the newspapers that call themselves "religious." I have kept a few old books from my honored father's library, and among them is another of his which I always thought had more true Christianity in its title than there is in a good many whole volumes.I am going to take the book down, or up,--for it is not a little one,--and write out the title, which, I dare say, you remember, and very likely you have the book."Discourse of the Liberty of Prophesying, showing the Unreasonableness of prescribing to other Men's Faith, and the Iniquity of persecuting Different Opinions."Now, my dear sir, I am sure you believe that I want to be liberal and reasonable, and not to act like those weak alarmists who, whenever the silly sheep begin to skip as if something was after them, and huddle together in their fright, are sure there must be a bear or a lion coming to eat them up.But for all that, I want to beg you to handle some of these points, which are so involved in the creed of a good many well-intentioned persons that you cannot separate them from it without picking their whole belief to pieces, with more thought for them than you might think at first they were entitled to.I have no doubt you gentlemen are as wise as serpents, and I want you to be as harmless as doves.
The Young Girl who sits by me has, I know, strong religious instincts.Instead of setting her out to ask all sorts of questions, I would rather, if I had my way, encourage her to form a habit of attending to religious duties, and make the most of the simple faith in which she was bred.I think there are a good many questions young persons may safely postpone to a more convenient season; and as this young creature is overworked, I hate to have her excited by the fever of doubt which it cannot be denied is largely prevailing in our time.
I know you must have looked on our other young friend, who has devoted himself to the sublimest of the sciences, with as much interest as I do.When I was a little girl I used to write out a line of Young's as a copy in my writing-book, "An undevout astronomer is mad";but I do not now feel quite so sure that the contemplation of all the multitude of remote worlds does not tend to weaken the idea of a personal Deity.It is not so much that nebular theory which worries me, when I think about this subject, as a kind of bewilderment when Itry to conceive of a consciousness filling all those frightful blanks of space they talk about.I sometimes doubt whether that young man worships anything but the stars.They tell me that many young students of science like him never see the inside of a church.Icannot help wishing they did.It humanizes people, quite apart from any higher influence it exerts upon them.One reason, perhaps, why they do not care to go to places of worship is that they are liable to hear the questions they know something about handled in sermons by those who know very much less about them.And so they lose a great deal.Almost every human being, however vague his notions of the Power addressed, is capable of being lifted and solemnized by the exercise of public prayer.When I was a young girl we travelled in Europe, and I visited Ferney with my parents; and I remember we all stopped before a chapel, and I read upon its front, I knew Latin enough to understand it, I am pleased to say,--Deo erexit Voltaire.
I never forgot it; and knowing what a sad scoffer he was at most sacred things, I could not but be impressed with the fact that even he was not satisfied with himself, until he had shown his devotion in a public and lasting form.
We all want religion sooner or later.I am afraid there are some who have no natural turn for it, as there are persons without an ear for music, to which, if I remember right, I heard one of you comparing what you called religious genius.But sorrow and misery bring even these to know what it means, in a great many instances.May I not say to you, my friend, that I am one who has learned the secret of the inner life by the discipline of trials in the life of outward circumstance? I can remember the time when I thought more about the shade of color in a ribbon, whether it matched my complexion or not, than I did about my spiritual interests in this world or the next.
