The Varieties of Religious Experience — William James
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p. 224French gentleman who tried to make a proselyte of him, but who succeeded no farther after two or three conversations than to get him to hang (half jocosely) a religious medal round his neck, and to accept and read a copy of a short prayer to the Virgin. M.
Ratisbonne represents his own part in the conversations as having been of a hght and chaffing order ; but he notes the fact that for some days he was unable to banish the words of the prayer from his mind, and that the night before the crisis he had a sort of nightmare, in the imagery of which a black cross with no Christ upon it figured. Nevertheless, until noon of the next day he was free in mind and spent the time in trivial conversations.
I now give his own words.
" If at this time any one had accosted me, saying : ' Alphonse, in a quarter of an hour you shall be adoring Jesus Christ as your God and Saviour ; you shall lie prostrate with your face upon the ground in a humble church ; you shall be smiting your breast at the foot of a priest ; you shall pass the carnival in a college of Jesuits to prepare yourself to receive baptism, ready to give your life for the Catholic faith ; you shall renounce the world and its pomps and pleasures ; renounce your fortune, your hopes, and if need be, your betrothed ; the affections of your family, the esteem of your friends, and your attachment to the Jewish people ; you shall have no other aspiration than to follow Christ and bear his cross till death ; ' — if , I say, a prophet had come to me with such a prediction, I should have judged that only one person could be more mad than he, — whosoever, namely, might believe in the possibility of such senseless folly becoming true.
And yet that folly is at present my only wisdom, my sole happiness. " Coming out of the cafe I met the carriage of Monsieur B. [the proselyting friend]. He stopped and invited me in for a drive, but first asked me to wait for a few minutes whilst he attended to some duty at the church of San Andrea delle Fratte. Instead of waiting in the carriage, I entered the church myself to look at it. The church of San Andrea was poor, small, and p. 225empty ; I believe that I found myself there almost alone. No work of art attracted my attention ; and I passed my eyes mechanically over its interior without being arrested by any particular thought.
I can only remember an entirely black dog which went trotting and turning before me as I mused In an instant the dog had disappeared, the whole church had vanished, I no longer saw anything, ... or more truly I saw, O my God, one thing alone. " Heavens, how can I speak of it ? Oh no ! human words cannot attain to expressing the inexpressible. Any description, however sublime it might be, could be but a profanation of the unspeakable truth.
" I was there prostrate on the ground, bathed in my tears, with my heart beside itself, when M. B. called me back to life. I could not reply to the questions which followed from him one upon the other. But finally I took the medal which I had on my breast, and with all the effusion of my soul I kissed the image of the Virgin, radiant with grace, which it bore. Oh, indeed, it was She !
It was indeed She ! [What he had seen had been a vision of the Virgin.] " I did not know where I was : I did not know whether I was Alphonse or another. I only felt myself changed and believed myself another me ; I looked for myself in myself and did not find myself. In the bottom of my soul I felt an explosion of the most ardent joy ; I could not speak ; I had no wish to reveal what had happened.
But I felt something solemn and sacred within me which made me ask for a priest. I was led to one ; and there, alone, after he had given me the positive order, I spoke as best I could, kneeling, and with my heart still trembling. I could give no account to myself of the truth of which I had acquired a knowledge and a faith.
All that I can say is that in an instant the bandage had fallen from my eyes ; and not one bandage only, but the whole manifold of bandages in which I had been brought up. One after another they rapidly disappeared, even as the mud and ice disappear under the rays of the burning sun. " I came out as from a sepulchre, from an abyss of darkness ; and I was living, perfectly living. But I wept, for at the bot'
p. 226torn of that gulf I saw the extreme of misery from which I had been saved by an infinite mercy ; and I shuddered at the sight of my iniquities, stupefied, melted, overwhelmed with wonder and with gratitude.
You may ask me how I came to this new insight, for truly I had never opened a book of religion nor even read a single page of the Bible, and the dogma of original sin is either entirely denied or forgotten by the Hebrews of to-day, so that I had thought so little about it that I doubt whether I ever knew its name. But how came I, then, to this perception of it ?
I can answer nothing save this, that on entering that church I was in darkness altogether, and on coming out of it I saw the fullness of the light. I can explain the change no better than by the simile of a profound sleep or the analogy of one born blind who should suddenly open his eyes to the day. He sees, but cannot define the light which bathes him and by means of which he sees the objects which excite his wonder.
If we cannot explain physical light, how can we explain the light wliich is the truth itself ? And I think I remain within the limits of veracity when I say that without having any knowledge of the letter of religious doctrine, I now intuitively perceived its sense and spirit. Better than if I saw them, I felt those hidden things ; I felt them by the inexplicable effects they produced in me.
It all happened in my interior mind ; and those impressions, more rapid than thought, shook my soul, revolved and turned it, as it were, in another direction, towards other aims, by other paths. I express myself badly. But do you wish. Lord, that I should inclose in poor and barren words sentiments which the heart alone can understand ?
" I might multiply cases almost indefinitely, but these will suffice to show you how real, definite, and memorable an event a sudden conversion may be to him who has the experience. Throughout the height of it he undoubtedly seems to himself a passive spectator or undergoer of an astounding process performed upon him from above. There is too much evidence of this for any doubt of it to be possible. Theology, combining this fact with the doctrines of election and grace, has concluded that
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