There is an indefinable mysterious Power that pervades everything. I feel it, though I do not see it. It is this unseen Power which makes itself felt and yet defies all proof, because it is so unlike all that I perceive through my senses. It transcends the senses.
But it is
possible to reason out the existence of God to a limited extent. Even in
ordinary affairs we know that people do not know who rules or why, and how he
rules. And yet they know that there is a power that certainly rules. In my tour
last year in Mysore I met many poor villagers and I found upon inquiry that they
did not know who ruled Mysore. They simply said some god ruled it. If the
knowledge of these poor people was so limited about their ruler I, who am
infinitely lesser than God, than they than their ruler, need not be surprised if
I do not realize the presence of God, the King of kings. Nevertheless I do feel
as the poor villagers felt about Mysore that there is orderliness in the
universe, there is an unalterable Law governing everything and every being that
exists or lives. It is not a blind law; for no blind law can govern the conduct
of living beings, and thanks to the marvelous researches of Sir. J. C. Bose, it
can now be proved that even matter is life. That Law then which governs all life
is God. Law and the Lawgiver are one. I may not deny the Law or the Lawgiver,
because I know so little about It or Him. Even as my denial or ignorance of the
existence of an earthly power will avail me nothing, so will not my denial of
God and His Law liberate me from its operation; whereas humble and mute
acceptance of divine authority makes life's journey easier even as the
acceptance of earthly rule makes life under it easier.
dimly perceive that whilst everything around me is ever changing, ever dying,
there is underlying all that change a living power that is changeless, that
holds all together, that creates, dissolves and re-creates. That informing power
or spirit is God. And since nothing else I see merely through the senses can or
will persist, He alone is.
this power benevolent or malevolent? I see it is purely benevolent. For I can
see that in the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth truth
persists, in the midst of darkness light persists. Hence I gather that God is
Life, Truth, Light. He is Love. He is the Supreme Good.
But He is
no God who merely satisfies the intellect, if He ever does. God to be God must
rule the heart and transform it. He must express Himself in every smallest act
of His votary. This can only be done through a definite realization more real
than the five senses can ever produce. Sense perceptions can be, often are,
false and deceptive, however real they may appear to us. Where there is
realization outside the senses it is infallible. It is proved not by extraneous
evidence but in the transformed conduct and character of those who have felt the
real presence of God within.
testimony is to be found in the experiences of an unbroken line of prophets and
sages in all countries and climes. To reject this evidence is to deny oneself.
realization is preceded by an immovable faith. He who would in his own person
test the fact of God's presence can do so by a living faith. And since faith
itself cannot be proved by extraneous evidence, the safest course is to believe
in the moral government of the world and therefore in the supremacy of the moral
law, the law of Truth and Love. Exercise of faith will be the safest where there
is a clear determination summarily to reject all that is contrary to Truth and
account for the existence of evil by any rational method. To want to do so is to
be coequal with God. I am therefore humble enough to recognize evil as such. And
I call God long suffering and patient precisely because He permits evil in the
world. I know that He has no evil. He is the author of it and yet untouched by
too that I shall never know God if I do not wrestle with and against evil even
at the cost of life itself. I am fortified in the belief by my own humble and
limited experience. The purer I try to become, the nearer I feel to be to God.
How much more should I be, when my faith is not a mere apology as it is today
but has become as immovable as the Himalayas and as white and bright as the
snows on their peaks? Meanwhile I invite the correspondent to pray with Newman
who sang from experience: