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256 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1921
Jesus was baptised when he was a grown man and fully aware of what was happening: the name that was his self came down to earth. Nowadays people are baptised as infants: how can they grasp the significance of what has happened to them?! They wander through life towards the grave, like puffs of mist that the wind drives back to the swamp; their bodies decay, and they have no part in that which will rise again: their name.
“You will note the things your spirit wants your memory to retain, because it will also make you enjoy them”, was a favourite saying of his. “Schoolmasters, however, are like animal tamers; the latter think it is important for lions to jump through hoops, the former spend all their time getting children to remember that the late lamented Hannibal lost his left eye in the Pontine swamps; the one turns the king of the desert into a circus clown, the other a divine flower into a bunch of parsley.”
…two lines from a poem my father once read to me suddenly come to mind, “Heart-born and heart-joined, All things proceed from the heart.” Now I can understand the dreadful meaning that resides in those words, that were mere sound to my ears when I first heard them. Now I comprehend them with a meaning that shocks me to the core: the heart within me, my own heart, does not obey when I call to it, ‘Beat faster’. Living within me must be one who is stronger than I, one who dictates time and destiny to me.