And yet to-day we see the same type of mongrel Christianity. How many dedicate a part of themselves to Christ, and the other part to self. Religion must dominate the whole man. If one portion lies outside of its sway and influence, religion to that life is a mechanical and artificial thing superinduced upon it, but not synonomous with it. Faith may find expression in formulas, but these formulas are not faith.
Faith is life and the exhibition of life is a revelation of faith.
Rather ask me if my life is a continuous and progressive communion with God. The traveler sees with wonder the host of pilgrims stopping before the holy image of St. Peter at Rome and kissing the feet of the rude, bronze statue. In the throng we see old men, women, and even tiny children, who have to be lifted up that their baby lips may touch the Saint. We see the rich and the poor, the aristocrat and the peasant. But a thousand times more Inconsistent than joining Peter and Jupiter is that life which gives homage to our divine Lord while beneath in the secrets of the heart self is enthroned, while under the fair robe of professions of devotion to the saintly life of our Redeemer the soul is filled with hate, impurity, and meanness.