y might find Him." He has
discovered Himself to some extent in nature, but more perfectly in the
Incarnation; now He waits to show Himself in ravishing fulness to the
humble of soul and the pure in heart.
The world is perishing for lack of the knowledge of God and the Church
is famishing for want of His Presence. The instant cure of most of our
religious ills would be to enter the Presence in spiritual experience,
to become suddenly aware that we are in God and that God is in us. This
would lift us out of our pitiful narrowness and cause our hearts to be
enlarged. This would burn away the impurities from our lives as the bugs
and fungi were burned away by the fire that dwelt in the bush.
What a broad world to roam in, what a sea to swim in is this God and
Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. He is _eternal_, which means that He
antedates time and is wholly independent of it. Time began in Him and
will end in Him. To it He pays no tribute and from it He suffers no
change. He is _immutable_, which means that He has never changed and can
never change in any smallest measure. To change He would need to go from
better to worse or from worse to better. He cannot do either, for being
perfect He cannot become more perfect, and if He were to become less
perfect He would be less than God. He is _omniscient_, which means that
He knows in one free and effortless act all matter, all spirit, all
relationships, all events. He has no past and He has no future. He _is_,
and none of the limiting and qualifying terms used of creatures can
apply to Him. _Love_ and _mercy_ and _righteousness_ are His, and
_holiness_ so ineffable that no comparisons or figures will avail to
express it. Only fire can give even a remote conception of it. In fire
He appeared at the burning bush; in the pillar of fire He dwelt through
all the long wilderness journey. The fire that glowed between the wings
of the cherubim in the holy place was called the "shekinah," the
Presence, through the years of Israel's glory, and when the Old had
given place to the New, He came at Pentecost as a fiery flame and rested
upon each disciple.
Spinoza wrote of the intellectual love of God, and he had a measure of
truth there; but the highest love of God is not intellectual, it is
spiritual. God is spirit and only the spirit of man can know Him really.
In the deep spirit of a man the fire must glow or his love is not the
true love of God. The great of the Kingdom have been those
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