Our Letter Box
Maoriland Worker, Volume 12, Issue 218, 9 March 1921, Page 5
Our Letter Box
Dear Sunbeams, —Uncle Ted said in a recent article that if we near peoplb say God made the universe we must not contradict, because we do not know. Now, if Uncle Ted will let mc, I'd like to tell you what I think about it. ?
When I was sixteen I began honestly to try to think about God. 1 read books by Darwin ana Marx and other wise-acres, and I came to the conclusion that God was just a kid's tale and that there was no such person, or thing. At seventeen I was going to the University (and people of that age and condition are far too clever, Sunbeams) and I told my friends and the vicar of my church that I was an atheist, i saw that the church pandered to the rich and patronised the poor, and that they merely helped to keep us Dubbs. So I was an atheist.
Now, Sunbeams,' it is a queer thing, but we all seem to be born with a religious ins t? net; I mean even whilst our brain says there is no God, we still feel that there is. We seem to feel God as rheumaticky persons feel dampness. This feeling may be just hereditary fear, but it may "be God. Myself, I think it is God.
Have you ever heard of auto-suggestion? . . . Very often people pray for things. Perhaps a little crippled girl will pray to be made well, and then she gets well and strong. She would tell you that God answered her prayer. Others would say that she thought, or suggested to herself that she would get better, and that autosuggestion cured her.
Try an experiment in auto-suggestion, and you will see how wonderful it is. At night when you are in bed roll up your eyes and look at a knob on the bedstead over your head. Look at it. Look at it. Make your mind a perfect blank. You will become sleepy. Now just as you are dropping off to sleep sa*y to yourself (and mean it), "I will awaken exactly at six." In the morning you will open your eyes and look at the clock. It will be exactly six o'clock.
Napoleon Bonaparte used to do this. He would say, "I am going to sleep for an hour and twenty minutes." Then he would sleep at once and "wake punctually. You see, if you practice auto-suggestion it is very useful. It gives you an advantage over your fellows. . You must use such advantage to help them, though, not to destroy them as Napoleon did.
Well, it may be that auto-suggestion is responsible for answers to prayers, or it. may be that God has made us so that our prayers answer themselves in this wonderful way; or it may be that people whose bodies are dead and whose souls are living in another world can hear and help us to a certain extent. We do not know, but we are on the way to knowing.
Now, I am writing to ask you, Sunbeams, not to decide against God. Keep an open mind. Bach one decide for himself, and I personally have found that neither auto-suggestion nor fear can account for some of the splendid and wonderful things that have happened to mc, and which have made mc believe that God exists.
And don't be disappointed if you go' to church ;and don't find God there. Some churches don't belong to God; they belong to Mr. Fat. Remember, Sunbeams, Christ didn't borrow to build churches and wear fine robes and live with Mr. Fat as modern ministers do. His clothes were old and travel-stained, he taught upon the mountains, and he lived with' poor working folks like you and mc. He said quite distinctly that one can't be a rich man and a Christian, too;so don't ba surprised if you go to a , church where the minister is a dear friend of Mr. Fat and find that Christ is not there.
If you don't find God,in churches. Sunbeams, don't say He doesn't exist. Look for Him in the quiet of your home, and on the tops of mountains, and in the lives of your friends — even in the lives of those who call themselves atheists. Do you think God would shut out- a man who honestly thinks himself an atheist? Ah, no, Sunbeams! God is broadminded; He can forgive an upright honest man who calls himself an atheist more easily than we can forgive a wicked man who calls himself a Christian.
The Socialist movement is bleysed by God, Sunbeams. Look at our big Sunbeams. Look at Mr. Holland, at Mr. Semple, and Uncle >Ted. One of Mr. Fat's members of Parliament once said "the best looking men in the House are on the Labor benches:" It is true. They are good-looking. - Good Looking. Their goodness shines in their faces as does in their lives. When Uncle Ted ct»mes to your town go to him, put your hand in his and watch the light in his eyes when he smiles. This, Sunbeams, is a minister of God. You cannot know him, you cannot read what he writes, and think there is no God.
And if you can't believe in God, don't worry. It will come. It will come. Just keep on loving £our comrades and forgiving your enemies and sending Good Thoughts to air the world, and His kingdom will come on earth. God bless you, little comrades. From grown-up Sunbeam —MAR-