[Redbook6:188-189][19890803:0908b]{The
Spirit of God in Man [continued]}[3rd
August 1989]
19890803.0908
[continued]
But*
so far as the idea of the Spirit of God being within every Man (ie
not just every Christian) is concerned, the problem is partly one of
words. We talk about the World perceived through our bodily senses
as external, probably because it does give the impression of being
outside our centre of perception-awareness. We contrast this with
mental experiences which are not perceptions through our bodily
senses; thus we describe these as inner experiences.
I
doubt whether any Jew or Christian would care to deny that our
experience of God is an inner experience: even the sense of the
numinous,** brought about by nature or art, is an inner reaction
separate from our perception of the external item.*** I doubt, too,
whether any Christian would deny that the Holy Spirit of God exists
independently of each of us, and before each of us becomes directly
(ie in an inner sense) aware of it.
It
follows that when we talk, on the one hand, of the Holy Spirit
descending on us through the Grace of Christ, eg at or after (but not
before) Baptism (as the washing away of sins); or on the other hand,
of the Spirit of God being within every Man but being veiled from the
inner sense of many Men (eg by stains on the Soul) – then these are
two ways of describing the same thing.
The
point is that there are no dimensions of space within the Inner
World: ‘in’ or ‘within’ and ‘descending’ are the best we
have to describe senses of quality
rather than direction, and we are left therefore only to argue about
such matters as whether Baptism is the only key to Grace.
*[See
last previous entry]
**[eg
William Wordsworth,
Lines
Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of
the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798’:
‘...And
I have felt
A
presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of
elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of
something far more deeply interfused,
Whose
dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And
the round ocean and the living air,
And
the blue sky, and in the mind of man:
A
motion and a spirit, that impels
All
thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And
rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
A
lover of the meadows and the woods
And
mountains; and of all that we behold
From
this green earth; of all the mighty world
Of
eye, and ear,—both what they half create,
And
what perceive; well pleased to recognise
In
nature and the language of the sense
The
anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
The
guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul
Of
all my moral being….’
]
***[although
it may not feel that way – see eg fn** above; & earlier Vol(s)
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