The efficacy of suffering in promoting the growth of the spirit seems to

me to lie chiefly in the fact that it does for us what we so seldom have

the courage to do for ourselves. It sweeps away all the rubbish and dust

of life. In the blessed emptiness induced by this mental house-cleaning

we are able, often for the first time, to separate clearly the essential

from the unessential. In sickness soul and body demand instinctively

only that which is for each its most imperative necessity.

In the crucible of suffering the true essence of our character becomes

manifest. All our pitiable pretences are torn from us, leaving our

inherent self face to face with reality. It is a tremendous experience;

it must either break us or make us. It is for us to choose which it

shall be. Suffering is the ultimate test of character.

Yet as I write these words I find myself wondering if there is any one

ultimate test. As no two crystals react to the same solvent, so it may

be that no two hearts respond to the same probe. Of one thing,

nevertheless, I am certain: to each of us is applied at some time in our

lives that which constitutes for that individual soul the supreme trial

of its mettle.

I am frequently reminded, however, that there are countless people who,

instead of being purified and sensitized by physical pain, have been

destroyed or at least rendered sterile by it. This is undoubtedly true.

Whether we are to profit by suffering or not depends entirely on

ourselves. How then are we to transmute pain into privilege? Certainly

not through resignation, for there is no virtue without action. It may

only be the interior travail of the spirit, but to attain even the

initial step to spiritual, intellectual or material advancement

necessitates labor. So it is with the benefits of suffering. They are

there within the reach of all, but can only be obtained as the wage of

persistent endeavor.

Resignation is not merely inactive, it is positively harmful inasmuch as

it is a tacit acknowledgment that pain is in itself an evil, and to

believe that is to stultify its possibilities. For what we believe to be

evil, no matter how innocent in itself, becomes so by the corrosive

power of that belief.

It is a dogma of Christianity that disease is one of the punitive

consequences of original sin. Now punishment implies correction.

Therefore, if disease represents a fall from perfection, it also holds

within it the germs of a future perfection. Although theology teaches

sin as the inception of disease, yet if we consider only the immediate

cause of our physical disabilities we will find that although they are

frequently the result of breaking a moral law, they are quite as

frequently to be attributed to no fault of our own, and may even be the

emblem of sacrifice.

If so many fail to benefit through suffering, we must remember that only

a few of us are able to sustain the daily test of life. Every

experience, especially any great and unusual experience, is a fire

through which few pass unscathed. Beauty, charm, riches, personality,

even intellect, have each their separate temptation, their different

limitations.

It is so easy for the spirit to sleep contented within the soft prison

of a perfect body. Superabundant health and vitality, unless guided by

infinite wisdom, are as likely to cast us into the abyss of life as to

raise us to the summit. Power fosters pride, and charm is the

twin-sister of vanity. Life is a continuous trial of our strength, but

disease is not necessarily the supreme trial.

It was George Eliot who said: “There is nothing the body suffers the

soul may not profit by.”

XIX

CONCLUSION

Who best can suffer, best can do.

—_Milton._

We have seen that as mankind rises in the scale of civilization the body

becomes increasingly less important. Nevertheless, I wish it to be

clearly understood, that I do not maintain that it is preferable to be

ill than well, but only that each state has its own peculiar privileges,

which are rarely interchangeable.

Health and sickness are merely different roads to achievement. The earth

requires rain as well as sunshine; we need both tears and laughter;

navvies are necessary and so are philosophers.

You may therefore reasonably ask why, if suffering is indispensable to

humanity, doctors and sociologists should spend themselves and their

lives in attempting to banish it from the world?

Because, if pain is the gate through which we must pass to attain

certain experiences and realizations, to battle against it is

undoubtedly the road to others. To endure pain and to relieve pain are

both instrumental in freeing us from the prison of ourselves, and

freedom from self is the only real freedom. Moreover, whatever

ameliorates human conditions, whether serums or sanitation, free

concerts or fireless cookers, results in loosing us from the thraldom of

the body.

The race reaches toward an ideal of ultimate perfection, just as a plant

stretches upward towards the sun. Both are unattainable, yet all

activity would cease, if we demanded nothing less than absolute and

indestructible achievement. The tide flows only to ebb, the field must

be sown anew year after year; we build cities knowing that time will

eventually destroy them; we bear children doomed to death.

But after the ebb comes the tide, bringing ever new treasures to our

shores; the germ of spring lies hidden in the barren breast of autumn;

out of the ashes of vast cities still greater cities will arise, and

Death is but the portal of Life.

No physical disablement is a barrier to achievement. This is the

glorious fact which the illustrious men and women I have enumerated have

proved beyond the possibility of dispute. To cripple and hunchback, to

blind, deaf and dumb, to those chained to “a mattress-grave,” and to

those who have been mentally unbalanced, they have bequeathed this

precious legacy of Hope.

On the other hand we can no longer plead our infirmities as an excuse

for our weakness, our sterility or failure. For whatever may be our

disablement we can find in history a parallel debility triumphantly

transmuted into strength.

THE END

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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES

1. Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling.

2. Retained anachronistic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings as

printed.

3. Enclosed italics font in _underscores_.

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