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being； an impulse thrusting through matter and clothing itself in continually changing material forms； the maker of our world； Life； the Will to Be。 It comes out of that inscrutable being as a wave comes rolling to us from beyond the horizon。 It is as it were a great wave rushing through matter and possessed by a spirit。 It is a breeding； fighting thing； it pants through the jungle track as the tiger and lifts itself towards heaven as the tree； it is the rabbit bolting for its life and the dove calling to her mate； it crawls； it flies； it dives； it lusts and devours； it pursues and eats itself in order to live still more eagerly and hastily； it is every living thing； of it are our passions and desires and fears。 And it is aware of itself not as a whole； but dispersedly as individual self… consciousness； starting out dispersedly from every one of the sentient creatures it has called into being。 They look out for their little moments； red…eyed and fierce； full of greed； full of the passions of acquisition and assimilation and reproduction； submitting only to brief fellowships of defence or aggression。 They are beings of strain and conflict and competition。 They are living substance still mingled painfully with the dust。 The forms in which this being clothes itself bear thorns and fangs and claws； are soaked with poison and bright with threats or allurements； prey slyly or openly on one another； hold their own for a little while； breed savagely and resentfully； and pass。 。 。 。 This second Being men have called the Life Force； the Will to Live； the Struggle for Existence。 They have figured it too as Mother Nature。 We may speculate whether it is not what the wiser among the Gnostics meant by the Demiurge； but since the Christians destroyed all the Gnostic books that must remain a mere curious guess。 We may speculate whether this heat and haste and wrath of life about us is the Dark God of the Manichees； the evil spirit of the sun worshippers。 But in contemporary thought there is no conviction apparent that this Demiurge is either good or evil； it is conceived of as both good and evil。 If it gives all the pain and conflict of life； it gives also the joy of the sunshine； the delight and hope of youth； the pleasures。 If it has elaborated a hundred thousand sorts of parasite； it has also moulded the beautiful limbs of man and woman； it has shaped the slug and the flower。 And in it； as part of it； taking its rewards； responding to its goads； struggling against the final abandonment to death； do we all live； as the beasts live； glad； angry； sorry； revengeful； hopeful； weary； disgusted； forgetful； lustful； happy； excited； bored； in pain； mood after mood but always fearing death； with no certainty and no coherence within us； until we find God。 And God comes to us neither out of the stars nor out of the pride of life； but as a still small voice within。
5。 GOD IS WITHIN
God comes we know not whence； into the conflict of life。 He works in men and through men。 He is a spirit； a single spirit and a single person； he has begun and he will never end。 He is the immortal part and leader of mankind。 He has motives； he has characteristics； he has an aim。 He is by our poor scales of measurement boundless love； boundless courage； boundless generosity。 He is thought and a steadfast will。 He is our friend and brother and the light of the world。 That briefly is the belief of the modern mind with regard to God。 There is no very novel idea about this God； unless it be the idea that he had a beginning。 This is the God that men have sought and found in all ages； as God or as the Messiah or the Saviour。 The finding of him is salvation from the purposelessness of life。 The new religion has but disentangled the idea of him from the absolutes and infinities and mysteries of the Christian theologians； from mythological virgin births and the cosmogonies and intellectual pretentiousness of a vanished age。 Modern religion appeals to no revelation； no authoritative teaching； no mystery。 The statement it makes is； it declares； a mere statement of what we may all perceive and experience。 We all live in the storm of life； we all find our understandings limited by the Veiled Being； if we seek salvation and search within for God； presently we find him。 All this is in the nature of things。 If every one who perceives and states it were to be instantly killed and blotted out； presently other people would find their way to the same conclusions； and so on again and again。 To this all true religion； casting aside its hulls of misconception； must ultimately come。 To it indeed much religion is already coming。 Christian thought struggles towards it； with the millstones of Syrian theology and an outrageous mythology of incarnation and resurrection about its neck。 When at last our present bench of bishops join the early fathers of the church in heaven there will be； I fear； a note of reproach in their greeting of the ingenious person who saddled them with OMNIPOTENS。 Still more disastrous for them has been the virgin birth； with the terrible fascination of its detail for unpoetic minds。 How rich is the literature of authoritative Christianity with decisions upon the continuing virginity of Mary and the virginity of Josephideas that first arose in Arabia as a Moslem gloss upon Christianityand how little have these peepings and pryings to do with the needs of the heart and the finding of God！ Within the last few years there have been a score or so of such volumes as that recently compiled by Dr。 Foakes Jackson； entitled 〃The Faith and the War；〃 a volume in which the curious reader may contemplate deans and canons； divines and church dignitaries； men intelligent and enquiring and religiously disposed； all lying like overladen camels； panting under this load of obsolete theological responsibility； groaning great articles； outside the needle's eye that leads to God。
6。 THE COMING OF GOD
Modern religion bases its knowledge of God and its account of God entirely upon experience。 It has encountered God。 It does not argue about God； it relates。 It relates without any of those wrappings of awe and reverence that fold so necessarily about imposture； it relates as one tells of a friend and his assistance； of a happy adventure； of a beautiful thing found and picked up by the wayside。 So far as its psychological phases go the new account of personal salvation tallies very closely with the account of 〃conversion〃 as it is given by other religions。 It has little to tell that is not already familiar to the reader of William James's 〃Varieties of Religious Experience。〃 It describes an initial state of distress with the aimlessness and cruelties of life； and particularly with the futility of the individual life； a state of helpless self… disgust； of inability to form any satisfactory plan of living。 This is the common prelude known to many sorts of Christian as 〃conviction of sin〃； it is； at any rate； a conviction of hopeless confusion。 。 。 。 Then in some way the idea of God comes into the distressed mind； at first simply as an idea； without substance or belief。 It is read about or it is remembered； it is expounded by some teacher or some happy convert。 In the case of all those of the new faith with whose personal experience I have any intimacy； the idea of God has remained for some time simply as an idea floating about in a mind still dissatisfied。 God is not believed in； but it is realised that if there were such a being he would supply the needed consolation and direction； his continuing purpose would knit together the scattered effort of life； his immortality would take the sting from death。 Under this realisation the idea is pursued and elaborated。 For a time there is a curious resistance to the suggestion that God is truly a person； he is spoken of preferably by such phrases as the Purpose in Things； as the Racial Consciousness； as the Collective Mind。 I believe that this resistance in so many contemporary minds to the idea of God as a person is due very largely to the enormous prejudice against divine personality created by th