The Blind Must Not Only

I Want To Take The Word Christianity Back To Christ Himself, Back To That Mighty Heart Whose Pulse Seems To Throb Through The World Today, That Endless Fountain Of Charity Out Of Which I Believe Has Come All True Progress And All Civilization That Deserves The Name. I Go Back To That Great Spirit Which Contemplated A Sacrifice For The Whole Of Humanity. That Sacrifice Is Not One Of Exclusion, But Of An Infinite And Endless And Joyous Inclusion. And I Thank God For It.

It Has Been Strange To Me To Return To Life And To Feel That I Have Any Sympathy With Human Beings, After The Long Interval Of Quiet And Indifference Which Succeeded My Marriage.

There Is No Hell Like That Of A Selfish Heart, And There Is No Misfortune So Great As That Of Not Being Able To Make A Sacrifice. These Two Thoughts Come To Me Strongly This Morning. It Is Something To Have Learned These Truths So That We Can Never Again Doubt Them.

Our Sons Shall Not Be Taken From Us To Unlearn
 All That We Have Been Able To Teach Them Of Charity, Mercy And Patience.

We Will Not Have Great Questions Decided By Irrelevant Agencies, Our Husbands Will Not Come To Us, Reeking With Carnage, For Caresses And Applause. Our Sons Shall Not Be Taken From Us To Unlearn All That We Have Been Able To Teach Them Of Charity, Mercy, And Patience. We, The Women Of One Country, Will Be Too Tender Of Those Of Another Country To Allow Our Sons To Be Trained To Injure Theirs.