The Major, as a man of the world, thought the conversation was
becoming a little too metaphysical, and asked Mrs. Coleman gaily if
she would like to see the fete.
"Really, I hardly know what to say. I suppose"--and this was said
with a peculiar acidity--"there is nothing wrong in it? Zachariah,
my dear, would you like to go?"
Zachariah did not reply. His thoughts were elsewhere. But at last
the spirit moved in him:
"Miss Pauline, your Supreme Being won't help you very far. There is
no light save in God's Holy Word. God hath concluded them all in
unbelief that He might have mercy upon all. As by one man's
disobedience many were made sinners, so by the obedience of One shall
many be made righteous. That is the explanation; that is the gospel.
God allows all this wickedness that His own glory may be manifested
thereby, and His own love in sending Jesus Christ to save us: that,
as sin hath reigned unto death, even so might grace reign through
righteousness unto eternal life by Jesus Christ our Lord. Do you ask
me why does God wink at the crimes of kings and murderers? What if
God, willing to show His wrath, and to make His power known, endured
with much long-suffering the vessels of wrath fitted to destruction,
and that He might make known the riches of His glory on the vessels
of mercy which He had afore prepared unto glory, even us whom He had
called? Miss Pauline, the mere light of human reason will never save
you or give you peace.
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