第141章
- THE BROTHERS KARAMAZOV
- Fyodor Dostoevsky
- 1155字
- 2016-03-02 16:33:53
It is impossible that there should be no servants in the world, but act so that your servant may be freer in spirit than if he were not a servant.And why cannot I be a servant to my servant and even let him see it, and that without any pride on my part or any mistrust on his? Why should not my servant be like my own kindred, so that I may take him into my family and rejoice in doing so? Even now this can be done, but it will lead to the grand unity of men in the future, when a man will not seek servants for himself, or desire to turn his fellow creatures into servants as he does now, but on the contrary, will long with his whole heart to be the servant of all, as the Gospel teaches.
And can it be a dream, that in the end man will find his joy only in deeds of light and mercy, and not in cruel pleasures as now, in gluttony, fornication, ostentation, boasting and envious rivalry of one with the other? I firmly believe that it is not and that the time is at hand.People laugh and ask: "When will that time come and does it look like coming?" I believe that with Christ's help we shall accomplish this great thing.And how many ideas there have been on earth in the history of man which were unthinkable ten years before they appeared! Yet when their destined hour had come, they came forth and spread over the whole earth.So it will be with us, and our people will shine forth in the world, and all men will say: "The stone which the builders rejected has become the cornerstone of the building."And we may ask the scornful themselves: If our hope is a dream, when will you build up your edifice and order things justly by your intellect alone, without Christ? If they declare that it is they who are advancing towards unity, only the most simple-hearted among them believe it, so that one may positively marvel at such simplicity.Of a truth, they have more fantastic dreams than we.They aim at justice, but, denying Christ, they will end by flooding the earth with blood, for blood cries out for blood, and he that taketh up the sword shall perish by the sword.And if it were not for Christ's covenant, they would slaughter one another down to the last two men on earth.And those two last men would not be able to restrain each other in their pride, and the one would slay the other and then himself.And that would come to pass, were it not for the promise of Christ that for the sake of the humble and meek the days shall be shortened.
While I was still wearing an officer's uniform after my duel, Italked about servants in general society, and I remember everyone was amazed at me."What!" they asked, "are we to make our servants sit down on the sofa and offer them tea?" And I answered them: "Why not, sometimes at least?" Everyone laughed.Their question was frivolous and my answer was not clear; but the thought in it was to some extent right.
(g) Of Prayer, of Love, and of Contact with other Worlds.
Young man, be not forgetful of prayer.Every time you pray, if your prayer is sincere, there will be new feeling and new meaning in it, which will give you fresh courage, and you will understand that prayer is an education.Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, "Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee to-day." For every hour and every moment thousands of men leave life on this earth, and their souls appear before God.And how many of them depart in solitude, unknown, sad, dejected that no one mourns for them or even knows whether they have lived or not! And behold, from the other end of the earth perhaps, your prayer for their rest will rise up to God though you knew them not nor they you.How touching it must be to a soul standing in dread before the Lord to feel at that instant that, for him too, there is one to pray, that there is a fellow creature left on earth to love him too! And God will look on you both more graciously, for if you have had so much pity on him, how much will He have pity Who is infinitely more loving and merciful than you! And He will forgive him for your sake.
Brothers, have no fear of men's sin.Love a man even in his sin, for that is the semblance of Divine Love and is the highest love on earth.Love all God's creation, the whole and every grain of sand in it.Love every leaf, every ray of God's light.Love the animals, love the plants, love everything.If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things.Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day.And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.Do not trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent.Man, do not pride yourself on superiority to the animals; they are without sin, and you, with your greatness, defile the earth by your appearance on it, and leave the traces of your foulness after you- alas, it is true of almost every one of us! Love children especially, for they too are sinless like the angels; they live to soften and purify our hearts and, as it were, to guide us.Woe to him who offends a child! Father Anfim taught me to love children.The kind, silent man used often on our wanderings to spend the farthings given us on sweets and cakes for the children.He could not pass by a child without emotion.That's the nature of the man.
At some thoughts one stands perplexed, especially at the sight of men's sin, and wonders whether one should use force or humble love.
Always decide to use humble love.If you resolve on that once for all, you may subdue the whole world.Loving humility is marvellously strong, the strongest of all things, and there is nothing else like it.
Every day and every hour, every minute, walk round yourself and watch yourself, and see that your image is a seemly one.You pass by a little child, you pass by, spiteful, with ugly words, with wrathful heart; you may not have noticed the child, but he has seen you, and your image, unseemly and ignoble, may remain in his defenceless heart.