stinctly a loss of religious
faith."
"You ought to make a stunning sermon of that, Allan. I think society
needs it."
"It does, Aunt Bell, it does! And we are going from bad to worse. I
foresee the time in this very age of ours when no woman will continue to
be wife to a man except by the dictates of her own lawless and corrupt
nature--when a wife will make so-called love her only rule--when she
will brazenly disregard the law of God and the word of his only begotten
crucified Son, unless she can continue to feel what she calls 'love and
respect' for the husband who chose her. We prize liberty, Aunt Bell, but
liberty with woman has become license since she lost faith in the word
of God that holds her subject to man. We should be thankful that the
mother Church still stands firm on that rock--the rock of woman's
subjection to man. Our own Church has quibbled, Aunt Bell, but look at
the fine consistency of the Church of Rome. As truly as you live, the
Catholic Church will one day hold the only women who subject themselves
to their husbands in all things because of God's command--regardless of
their anarchistic desire to 'please themselves.' There is the only
Christian Church left that knows woman is a creature to be ruled with an
iron hand--and has the courage to send them to hell for 'pleasing
themselves.'"
He glowed in meditation a moment, then, in a burst of confidence,
continued:
"This is not to be repeated, Aunt Bell, but I have more than once
questioned if I should always allow the Anglo-Catholic Church to modify
my true Catholicism. I have talked freely with Father Riley of St.
Clements at our weekly ministers' meetings--there's a bright chap for
you--and really, Aunt Bell, as to mere universality, the Church of Rome
has about the only claim worth considering. Mind you, this is not to be
repeated, but I am often so much troubled that I have to fall back on my
simple childish faith in the love of the Father earned of him for me by
the Son's death on the cross. But what if I err in making my faith too
simple? Even now I am almost persuaded that a priest ordained into the
Episcopal Church cannot consecrate the elements of the Eucharist in a
sacrificial sense. Doubts like these are tragedies to an honest man,
Aunt Bell--they try his soul--they bring him each day to the foot of
that cross whereon the Son of God suffers his agony in order to ransom
our souls from God's wrath with us--and there are times, Aunt Bel
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