would never have had the text upon which he founds
his theory. In a pamphlet in which plain printed
words cannot be left alone, it is not surprising if
there are mis-statements upon larger matters.
Here is a statement clearly and philosophically laid
down which we can only content ourselves with flatly
denying: “The fifth rule of our Lord is
that we should take special pains to cultivate the
same kind of regard for people of foreign countries,
and for those generally who do not belong to us, or
even have an antipathy to us, which we already entertain
towards our own people, and those who are in sympathy
with us.” I should very much like to know
where in the whole of the New Testament the author
finds this violent, unnatural, and immoral proposition.
Christ did not have the same kind of regard for one
person as for another. We are specifically told
that there were certain persons whom He specially
loved. It is most improbable that He thought
of other nations as He thought of His own. The
sight of His national city moved Him to tears, and
the highest compliment He paid was, “Behold
an Israelite indeed.” The author has simply
confused two entirely distinct things. Christ
commanded us to have love for all men, but even if
we had equal love for all men, to speak of having
the same love for all men is merely bewildering nonsense.
If we love a man at all, the impression he produces
on us must be vitally different to the impression
produced by another man whom we love. To speak
of having the same kind of regard for both is about
as sensible as asking a man whether he prefers chrysanthemums
or billiards. Christ did not love humanity; He
never said He loved humanity; He loved men. Neither
He nor anyone else can love humanity; it is like loving
a gigantic centipede. And the reason that the
Tolstoians can even endure to think of an equally
distributed affection is that their love of humanity
is a logical love, a love into which they are coerced
by their own theories, a love which would be an insult
to a tom-cat.
But the greatest error of all lies in the mere act
of cutting up the teaching of the New Testament into
five rules. It precisely and ingeniously misses
the most dominant characteristic of the teaching—its
absolute spontaneity. The abyss between Christ
and all His modern interpreters is that we have no
record that He ever wrote a word, except with His
finger in the sand. The whole is the history of
one continuous and sublime conversation. Thousands
of rules have been deduced from it before these Tolstoian
rules were made, and thousands will be deduced afterwards.
It was not for any pompous proclamation, it was not
for any elaborate output of printed volumes; it was
for a few splendid and idle words that the cross was
set up on Calvary, and the earth gaped, and the sun
was darkened at noonday.
SAVONAROLA
Savonarola is a man whom we shall probably never understand
until we know what horror may lie at the heart of
civilisation. This we shall not know until we
are civilised. It may be hoped, in one sense,
that we may never understand Savonarola.