CHAPTER V.

EVE AND MARY.

PILATE, on presenting to the Jews, Jesus crowned with thorns, and

clothed in a purple garment, said: "_Behold the Man!_" Jesus

frequently calls Himself the Son of man in the Gospel, that is, the

Man _par excellence_, the Man who is the model and type of all

others. To women, we can also say of Mary: "_Behold the woman!_"

the honor, glory, joy, crown, type and model of your sex. Such is the

manner in which Jesus presented her from the cross on Calvary, when

He said to her, a few moments before expiring: "_Woman, behold thy

Son!_"

It is, indeed, remarkable that the Saviour of the world, when

addressing Mary in public, did not call her mother, but woman, as if,

by that, He would declare to us that she is the model of all other

women. It is as if He said to us: Behold THE woman; and, although she

was His mother--principal title of her glory--nevertheless she is

woman before all. She merited to become the most glorious of all

mothers only because she had been the purest and holiest of all

women. You should therefore have your eyes constantly fixed upon

Mary, as a servant who watches her mistress in order to observe and

obey her commands. If you can see yourself in Mary, you will

entertain an exalted idea of the dignity of your sex; for it is in

her and by her that you are great; it is to her you owe the honor and

respect that the world pays the woman who knows how to respect and

appreciate herself according to her just value. If you would

understand all that you owe to Mary in this regard you need but

consider what was the social condition of woman in society before the

birth of Christ, and what her condition is to-day among people on

whom the light of the Gospel has not yet shone. You are now too young

to appeal to your own experience, but, according as you advance in

life, observing closely what passes around you, you will learn--and

God grant that it may not be at your own expense--what an immense

difference there is with regard to the esteem in which woman is held

between those who adore God as the Son of Mary, and those who regard

her as common with other women.

Among men of social standing, whose habits, condition and character

are so different, you can easily discern those whose faith discloses

to them a reflection of the glory of Mary in you, from those who

behold in you simply a daughter of Eve. Their conversation,

deportment and looks, everything in them, will serve you as an index

to this discernment. It is very difficult for man to disguise his

real sentiments--dissimulation costs nature too dearly--but there are

two circumstances wherein his moral character betrays itself in a

striking manner, namely, in the presence of God, and in the presence

of woman. It is neither permitted nor possible to a man truly

religious and chaste to be bold or trivial in presence of either.

The woman illuminated by the sweet reflections of the glories of

Mary, and imitating her virtues according to her state of life,

enjoys the singular privilege of commanding the deferential respect

of men of the most decided character. In her presence vice is silent,

audacity is confounded, virtue, innocence and candor are at ease. The

holy emanations of her heart purify the moral atmosphere around her,

imparting to it a sweet and charming serenity, converting the place

in which she appears into a kind of sanctuary.

By a contrary effect, resulting from a want of self-respect, woman

becomes an easy prey to men of vain hearts and frivolous minds, who,

not thinking themselves more obliged to respect her than she respects

herself, without any reserve, give expression to the vanity of their

hearts and thoughts. Everywhere and always ignorance or contempt of

the Christian religion has begot contempt for woman, or disregard for

her sacred rights and exalted dignity. Every where and always,

irreligion has produced libertinism, the immediate and necessary

effect of which is a depreciation of woman; and in those countries

where the habits and institutions of the people have been deprived of

the precious culture of Christianity, woman's condition is so abject

that it differs in nothing from that of the brute, save that in

_her_ the sacred rights established by divine Providence are

most shamefully violated.

That woman is worthy of glory or ignominy is the logical consequence

of her being regarded as a daughter either of Eve or of Mary. In the

one she is the poisoned source whence sin with all the evils that

attend it flowed into the world, in the other she is the blessed

source whence the Salvation of the world has issued forth. And, what

she has been once for the entire human race in the garden of Eden and

at Nazareth, she is yet every day for a people, a city, a family, or

for each man in particular, according to the elevation of her

position in society, and the extent of her influence.

The greater part of Christian nations owe to the prayers and

examples of some holy woman, some pious queen, for instance, the

gifts of Christianity and civilization--in this regard France has

been, among all nations, singularly fortunate, and the name of

Clotilda shall forever be revered in the pages of its history; while

on the other hand, woman has often been instrumental in depriving the

church of a kingdom, and in plunging into darkness and error a long

succession of generations. For instances of this we have only to

recall the names of Anne Boleyn and her cruel daughter, queen

Elizabeth.

Countless numbers are indebted to woman for a knowledge of the

truth, or the misfortune of forsaking it. Is there one who, in

recalling the memories of the past, does not either bless or curse a

woman, seeing in her an instrument of God's mercy, or of the

seduction of Satan? Is there one who has not realized in that woman

either a daughter of Eve or of the Blessed, Virgin--an Eden or a

Nazareth? Behold the two poles between which the history of peoples

and the life of each man in particular continually oscillate. Eve and

Mary these are two guiding stars, either of which man must follow;

the light of the one is deceitful and treacherous, while that of the

other is true and beneficent; the one leads humanity along the paths

of righteousness, while the other lures to the commission of sin.

Hence it is that the church has given Mary those beautiful names, so

significantly true: "Morning Star!" "Star of the Sea!"

This world is, indeed, like a stormy sea, in which are rocks and

shoals, upon which man runs the risk of being wrecked unless he keeps

his eyes steadfastly fixed upon this star whose brightness no storm

can dim, and which, at the most perilous moment, shines with greater

brilliancy, as the cheering sign of grace, hope and happiness. It is

by turning our eyes toward Mary with her divine Son in her arms,

presenting Him to us as our Saviour, that our troubled souls find the

polar star which will quiet all their movements, and tranquilize the

fluttering beatings of our troubled hearts. But, woe to us if,

instead of fixing our attention upon Mary, virgin mother of God, we

turn to Eve, infected with the contagion of the serpent, and offering

to our hearts the doleful fruit of temptation and sin!

At the entrance to every path that leads to heaven or to the abyss

of hell you will find a woman--the image of Mary, at the former, the

image of Eve at the latter. It almost invariably happens that it is

woman who deals out to mankind sin and death like Eve, or life,

redemption and salvation like Mary. If you meet with one of these

privileged men, chosen by God to be an instrument of His mercy,

intimately associated with Jesus in the work of the salvation of His

people, you may rest assured that this man owes to a woman, to a

mother or a sister, the development of the great qualities which

distinguish him. While, on the contrary, if you see one of those men

tainted by the curse of some hereditary vice, very often more

pernicious than original sin in its effects, you will discover that

its source is the lesson or examples of a woman, whose poisoned

influence shall oppress generations, just as that of Eve has

oppressed the human race. Once again, I repeat it, that, as the

corrupt and incredulous generation is the offspring of mothers

modeled after Eve, so the holy and faithful generation traces its

origin to mothers modeled after Mary.

You must choose between these two models, and on your choice will

depend not only your own happiness and salvation, but also that of

many yet unborn, whom God will confide to your care, and who will be

dear to your heart. There remains no alternative; you will be either

a cause of temptation and sin, or an instrument of grace and

benediction for those who will live with you. You will either offer

them the forbidden fruit like your mother Eve, or you will give

spiritual birth to the Word of Life for them. As one of the greatest

torments of the reprobate woman in hell will be to see the woeful

misery into which she has brought those whom she had loved so dearly

upon earth, and to hear the maledictions and reproaches which they

shall hurl against her, so, also, one of the greatest joys of the

faithful woman in heaven, will be to see those whom she sanctified by

word and example now grouped around her, crowning her with a diadem

of glory as a mark of everlasting gratitude.

Would you deprive your soul of this saintly joy, and condemn it to

suffer the punishment reserved for those women who will be the cause

of the ruin and eternal perdition of many? Divine justice shall

vindicate itself, even in this life, by making your heart a most

cruel torment to itself, that you may expiate, in agonizing torture

your infidelity to grace. The cause of your sin shall be the very

means of your punishment. God will employ, to avenge His outraged

honor and His violated laws, those whom you have turned away from

Him, and who, recognizing in you the cause of their evils, will end,

perhaps, by hating you, or, what is still worse, by despising you.

Oh, may it never be your sad fate to feel the withering contempt of

those who have been led away from God by your bad or undue influence,

that is, by loving them for _yourself_ and not for _God and

themselves_! Do not, I pray you, store up such bitterness for your

old age, such anguish for your death-bed, since, instead of bitter

regrets, you can experience a sweet joy, which is a foretaste of

never-ending happiness, a special consolation for God's faithful

friends at that last and dreadful moment when the soul stands

trembling on the threshold of eternity; may it be your envied

privilege to leave after you upon earth souls edified by your

example, and grateful for the good you have done them.

Serious Hours of a Young Lady · 第 5 / 22 章