_ous_--omicron, upsilon, final sigma;
_palin_--pi, alpha, lambda, iota, nu; _mechris_--mu, epsilon, ch, rho,
iota, final sigma; _ou_--omicron, upsilon; _morphothe_--mu, omicron, rho,
phi, omega, theta, eta; _Christos_--Chi, rho, iota, sigma, tau, omicron,
final sigma; _en_--epsilon, nu; _humin_--(rough breathing mark) upsilon,
mu, iota, nu]
These words sum up for me, better than any others, my deepest wish for my
friends. I fall back with desperate energy upon prayer, as the one power
by which my wish can be realised.
You seem to look ahead almost more than is necessary. I delight in the
feeling that I am in eternity, that I can serve God now fully and
effectively, that the next piece of the road will come in sight when I am
ready to walk on it 'I do not ask to see the distant scene.' I hate the
unsettled feeling that I have not yet begun my main work.
Don't measure work by human standards of greatness. Your present
occupation might well be the envy of angels--if they could envy.
But now I am lecturing. So it is time to shut up. . . .
I fear that the origin of evil is more of a mystery to me now than when I
wrote that essay! But I still think that we are fighting a real being,
one whom {174} we can best describe as personal. His will, it seems to
me, must be given to him by God. He has identified it with a hitherto
unrealised potentiality for disobedience. In plain language, his will is
free, and therefore capable of resisting God. I should like to have a
talk with you some day about it. But, as you see, the problem is beyond
me. . . .
It is a strength to me to feel that you are fighting the devil in
yourself and others up in ----, and that I am 'one man' with you.
_To D. B. K._
St. Moritz: January 1903.
It is getting on for your birthday, isn't it? Congratulations. I wish I
knew the exact day. I think more and more that a birthday is a subject
not--as poor Job thought--for anathemas, but for congratulations. To be
a reasonable human being--with capacity for seeing something of God's
purposes for the race--with power to forward them--with opportunities for
love and sacrifice and prayer--oh! I am so glad that I was not a mere
animal. And to be born at the end of the nineteenth century--I prefer
that period even to Apostolic times. We can know more of God's purposes,
enter more deeply into His mind and even His heart, than primitive
Christians.
I have been reading to-day Temple'
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