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Section XVI
[As I attempted to put other objections, many of which
occurred to me, I was stopped.]
We have something to say by the way of summing up what has already been
spoken. You do not sufficiently grasp the fact that religion has a very scanty
hold on the mass of mankind; nor do you understand the adaptability of what we
say to the needs and aspirations of mankind. Or perhaps it is necessary that you
be reminded of what you cannot see clearly in your present state, and in the
midst of your present associations. You cannot see as we see the carelessness
that has crept over men as to the future state. Those who have thought about
their future condition have come to know that they can find out nothing about it
except that the prevalent notions are vague, foolish, contradictory, and
unsatisfying. Their reasoning faculties convince them that the Revelation of God
which they are taught to believe to be of plenary inspiration, contains plain
marks of human adulteration; that it will not stand the test of sifting such as
is applied to works professedly of human origin; and that the priestly fiction
that reason is no measure of revelation, that it must be left behind upon the
threshold of inquiry, and give place to faith, is a cunningly-planned means of
preventing man from discovering the errors and contradictions which throng the
pages of that infallible guide which is forced upon him. Those who use the
touchstone of reason discover them readily enough: those who do not, betake
themselves to the refuge of faith, and become blind devotees, fanatical,
bigoted, and irrational; conformed to a groove in which they have been educated,
and from which they have not broken loose simply because they have not dared to
think.
It would be hard for man to devise a means of cramping the mind and dwarfing
the spirit more complete than this persuading a man that he must not think about
matters of religion. It is one which paralyses all freedom of thought, and
renders it almost impossible for the soul to rise. The spirit is condemned to a
hereditary religion, whether suited or not to its wants. It is absolutely
without choice as to that which is the food of its real life. That which may
have suited a far-off ancestor may be quite unsuited to a struggling spirit that
lives in other times from those in which such ideas had force and vitality. And
so the spirit's vital nourishment is made a question of birth and locality. It
is a matter over which they can exercise no personal control, whether they are
to be Christian, Mahommedan, or, as you say, heathen; whether their God is to be
the Great Spirit of the Red Indian, or the fetish of the savage; whether his
prophet be Christ, or Mahomet, or Confucius, in short, whether their notion of
religion be that prevalent in east, west, north, or south; for in all quarters
they have evolved for themselves a theology which they teach their children as
of binding force, as supremely necessary for salvation.
It is important that you ponder well this matter. The assumption that any one
religion, which may command itself to any one race, in any portion of your
globe, has a monopoly of Divine Truth, is a human fiction, born of man's vanity
and pride. There is no such monopoly of truth in any system of theology which
flourishes or has flourished among men. Each is, in its degree, imperfect; each
has its points of truth adapted to the wants of those to whom it was given, or
by whom it was evolved. Each has its errors: and none can be commended to those
whose habits of thought and whose spiritual necessities are different, as being
the spiritual food which God has given to man. It is but human frailty to
fancy such a thing. Man likes to believe that he is the exclusive possessor of
some germ of truth. We smile as we see him hugging himself in the delusion,
congratulating himself on the fancied possession, and persuading himself that it
is necessary for him to send missionaries far and wide, to bear his nostrum to
other lands and other peoples, who do but laugh at his pretensions and deride
his claims.
It is, indeed, supremely marvellous to us that your wise men have been and
are unable to see that the ray of truth which has shone even unto them, and
which they have done their best to obscure, is but one out of many which have
been shed by the Sun of Truth on your world. Divine Truth is too clear a light
to be tolerated by human eyes. It must be tempered by an earthly medium,
conveyed through a human vehicle, and darkened somewhat lest it blind the
unaccustomed eye. Only when the body of earth is cast aside, and the spirit
soars to higher planes, can it afford to dispense with the interposing medium
which has dulled the brightness of the heavenly light.
All races of men have had a beam of this light amongst them. They have
received it as best they might, have fostered it or dimmed it according to their
development, and have in the end adapted to their different wants that which
they were able to receive. None has reason to vaunt itself in exclusive
possession, or to make futile efforts to force on others its own view of truth.
So long as your world has endured, so long has it been true that the Brahmin,
the Mahommedan, the Jew, and the Christian, has had his peculiar light, which he
has considered to be his special heritage from heaven. And, as if to make the
fallacy more conspicuous, that Church which claims to itself an exclusive
possession of Divine Truth, and deems it right to carry the lamp throughout all
lands, is most conspicuous for its own manifold divisions. Christendom's
divisions, the incoherent fragments into which the Church of Christ is rent, the
frenzied bitterness with which each assails other for the pure love of God;
these are the best answers to the foolish pretension that Christianity possesses
a monopoly of Divine Truth.
But the days are approaching when a new ray of light shall be shed on this
mist of human ignorance. This geographical sectarianism shall give place before
the enlightenment caused by the spread of the New Revelation, for which mankind
is riper than you think. They shall be made to see that each system of religion
is a ray of truth from the Central Sun, dimmed, indeed, by man's ignorance, but
having withing it a germ of vital truth. Each must see the truth in his
neighbour's belief, and learn that best lessons, to dwell on the good rather
than on the evil; to recognise the Divine even through human error, and to
acknowledge the godlike even in that which has not commended itself to his own
wants hitherto. The time draws nigh when the sublime truths which we are
commissioned to proclaim, rational and noble as they are, when viewed from the
standpoint of reason, shall wipe away from the face of God's earth the sectarian
jealousy and theological bitterness, the anger and ill-will, the rancour and
Pharisaic pride which have disgraced the name of religion, and have rendered
theology a byeword amongst men. Alas! alas! that the divine science which should
tell man of the nature of his God, and in telling should breathe into his soul
somewhat of that divine love which emanates from Deity; alas! that it should
have become the battle-ground for sects and parties, the arid plain where the
pettiest prejudices and the meanest passions may be aired, the barren, cheerless
waste, where man may most surely demonstrate his own ignorance of his God, about
whose nature and operations he so bitterly disputes!
Theology! it is a byeword even amongst you. You know how, in the ponderous
volumes which contain the records of man's ignorance about his God, may be found
the bitterest invective, the most unchristian bitterness, the most unblushing
misrepresentation. Theology! it has been the excuse for quenching every holiest
instinct, for turning the hand of the foeman against kindred and friends, for
burning and torturing and rending the bodies of the saintliest of mankind, for
exiling and ostracising those whom the world should have delighted to honour,
for subverting man's best instincts and quenching his most natural affections.
Aye, and it is still the arena in which man's basest passions vaunt themselves,
stalking with head erect and brazen front over all that dares to separate itself
from the stereotyped rule. "Avaunt! there is no room for reason where theology
holds sway." It is still the cause for most that may make true men to blush, for
in its stifling atmosphere free thought gasps, and man becomes an unreasoning
puppet.
To such base ends has man degraded the science which should teach him of his
God.
We tell you, friend, that the end draws nigh. It shall not be always so. As
it was in the days which preceded the coming of the Son of Man, as it has been
in the midnight hours which precede every-day dawn from on high, so it is now.
The night of ignorance if fast passing away. The shackles which priestcraft has
hung around struggling souls shall be knocked off; and in place of a fanatical
folly, and ignorant Pharisaism, and misty speculation, you shall have a
reasonable religion and a Divine Faith. You shall have richer views of God,
truer notions of your duty and destiny; you shall know that they whom you call
dead are alive amongst you; living, as they lived on earth, only more really;
ministering to you with undiminished love; animated in their unwearying
intercourse with the same affection which they bore to you whilst they were yet
incarned.
It was said of the Christ that He brought life immortality to light. It is
true in a wider sense than the writer meant. The outcome of the Revelation of
Christ, which is only now beginning to be seen amongst men, is in its truest
sense the abolition of death, the demonstration of immortality. In that great
truth--man never dies, cannot die,
however he may wish it--in that great truth rests the key to the future.
The immortality of man, held not as an article of faith, a clause in a creed,
but as a piece of personal knowledge and individual experience, this is the
keynote of the religion of the future. In its trail come all the grand truths we
teach, all the noblest conceptions of duty, the grandest views of destiny, the
truest realisations of life.
You cannot grasp them now. They gaze and bewilder your spirit, unaccustomed
to such glare. But, mark well, friend, brief space shall pass before you
recognise in our words the lineaments of truth, the aspect of the divine.
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