Donald Sage Mackay, in “The Religion of the Threshold,” writes in
substance as follows:
Henry Drummond vividly describes the ravages of the African
white ant. One may never see the insect possibly in the flesh,
for it lives underground. But its ravages confront one at every
turn. You build your house, perhaps, and for a few months fancy
you have pitched on the one solitary site in the country where
there are no white ants. But one day suddenly the door-post
totters, and lintel and rafter come down together with a crash.
You look at a section of the wrecked timbers and discover that
the whole inside is eaten clean away. The apparently solid logs
of which the rest of the house is built are now mere cylinders
of bark, and through the thickest of them you can push your
little finger. It is a vivid picture of the way in which
concealed sins eat out the pith of the soul. To the outward eye
everything may remain the same, but the fiber of character has
been punctured through and through, till the whole nature is
corroded.
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=Sin, Ineffaceable=--See CONSEQUENCES, IRREPARABLE.