164 THE LIGHT OF DAY 



The utmost one can do, he cannot begin to conceive 

 of a being adequate to these things. Under the old 

 dispensation, before the advent of science, when this 

 little world was all, and the sun, moon, and stars 

 were merely fixtures overhead to give light and 

 warmth, the conception of a being adequate to cre- 

 ate and control it all was easier. The storms were 

 expressive of his displeasure, the heavens were his 

 throne, and the earth was his footstool. But in the 

 light of modern astronomy one finds himself looking 

 in vain for the God of his fathers, the magnified 

 man who ruled the ancient world. In his place we 

 have an infinite and eternal Power whose expres- 

 sion is the visible universe, and to whom man is no 

 more and no less than any other creature. 



Hence when the man of science says, " There is no 

 God," he only gives voice to the feeling of the in- 

 adequacy of the old anthropomorphic conception, in 

 the presence of the astounding facts of the universe. 



When I look up at the starry heavens at night 

 and reflect upon what it is that I really see there, I 

 am constrained to say, " There is no God." The 

 mind staggers in its attempt to grasp the idea of a 

 being that could do that. It is futile to attempt it. 

 It is not the works of some God that I see there. I 

 am face to face with a power that baffles speech. I 

 see no lineaments of personality, no human traits, 

 but an energy upon whose currents solar systems are 

 but bubbles. In the presence of it man and the 

 race of man are less than motes in the air. I doubt 

 if any mind can expand its conception of God suffi- 



