he had than I into all divine truth; and not he only,
but others to whom I alluded; and that if I was in
error, I only desired to be taught more truly; and
either with him, or at his feet, to learn of God.
He replied, to my amazement and distress, in a letter
of much tenderness, but which was to the effect,—that
if I allowed the Spirit of God to be with him rather
than with me, it was wonderful that I set my single
judgment against the mind of the Spirit and of the
whole Church of God; and that as for admitting into
Christian communion one who held my doctrine, it had
this absurdity, that while I was in such a state of
belief, it was my duty to anathematize
them
as idolaters.—Severe as was the shock given
me by this letter, I wrote again most lovingly, humbly,
and imploringly: for I still adored him, and
could have given him my right hand or my right eye,—anything
but my conscience. I showed him that if it was
a matter of action, I would submit; for I unfeignedly
believed that he had more of the Spirit of God than
I: but over my secret convictions I had no power.
I was shut up to obey and believe God rather than man,
and from the nature of the case, the profoundest respect
for my brother’s judgment could not in itself
alter mine. As to the whole
Church being
against me, I did not know what that meant: I
was willing to accept the Nicene Creed, and this I
thought ought to be a sufficient defensive argument
against the Church. His answer was decisive;—he
was exceedingly surprized at my recurring to mere
ecclesiastical creeds, as though they could have the
slightest weight; and he must insist on my acknowledging,
that, in the two texts quoted, the word Father meant
the Trinity, if I desired to be in any way recognized
as holding the truth.
The Father meant the Trinity!! For the first
time I perceived, that so vehement a champion of the
sufficiency of the Scripture, so staunch an opposer
of Creeds and Churches, was wedded to an extra-Scriptural
creed of his own, by which he tested the spiritual
state of his brethren. I was in despair, and
like a man thunderstruck. I had nothing more
to say. Two more letters from the same hand I
saw, the latter of which was, to threaten some new
acquaintances who were kind to me, (persons wholly
unknown to him,) that if they did not desist from
sheltering me and break off intercourse, they should,
as far as his influence went, themselves everywhere
be cut off from Christian communion and recognition.
This will suffice to indicate the sort of social persecution,
through which, after a succession of struggles, I
found myself separated from persons whom I had trustingly
admired, and on whom I had most counted for union:
with whom I fondly believed myself bound up for eternity;
of whom some were my previously intimate friends,
while for others, even on slight acquaintance, I would
have performed menial offices and thought myself honoured;
whom I still looked upon as the blessed and excellent