Beyond Electrons The new believers of our age are they, The men of science, who have come to learn There is a will that points the cosmic ray, A power that directs what they discern In atmosphere, in star and wave and sod; Beyond electrons they discover-God. From microscope and tube evolves a faith Of modern days, sustaining ancient creeds; It is the scientist who makes a wraith Of doubt, and find a God behind His deeds.
We have all been inoculated with Christianity, and are never likely to take it seriously now! You put some of the virus of some dreadful illness into a man's arm, and there is a little itchiness, some scratchiness, a slight discomfort-disagreeable, no doubt, but not the fever of the real disease, the turning and the tossing, and the ebbing strength. And we have all been inoculated with Christianity, more or less. We are on Christ's side, we wish him well, we hope that He will win, and we are even prepared to do something for Him, provided, of course, that He is reasonable, and does not make too much of an upset among our cozy comforts and our customary ways. But there is not the passion of zeal, and the burning enthusiasm, and the eagerness of self-sacrifice, of the real faith that changes character and wins the world.