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Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 17, No. 14. July 22, 1953

[Catholic Student's Guild Advertisement]

A young lady recently informed us that the hasn't felt the some about religion since the left the oak and stained-gloss of her school chapel, not to mention the choir, which, were enured, was a snorter: in Wellington, she said, the degree of religious experience it considerably lower. When, however, we innocently remarked it was fortunate in that case that faith hadn't anything to do with feeling we were trested to a spate of quotation from Professor Julian Huxley, who gets a funny feeling inside when he hears good music or goes into a gothic cathedral and has written a book to show that all one needs to be truly religious is a periodical experiencing of what is known as this Funny Internal Feeling.

Unfortunately. Professor Huxley believes that "You may exercise your highest faculties by travel now that travel is cheep and easy," and our young lady it worried, because the can't afford to travel much further then the Hutt, where, she is afraid, her faculties won't be greatly extended.

Our assertion it that faith hasn't, has never, and will never have, anything to do with feeling, but is based upon reason and objective truth, was met with another quotation (for she it a knowledgeable child) from H. G. Wells. who said that modern religion bases its knowledge of God entirely upon experience. Mr. Weill, whose chief difference from any scholastic is that he has no use for facts in hit theology, has his own conception of God: it differs from Professor Huxley's it is true, and from that of anyone also, and even from what his own used to be, for the worst of relying on a Funny Internal Feeling is that one's feelings vary from moment to moment.

Our young lady is worried by the fact that some days she doesn't feel anything much, except depressed: but she has been brought up to believe that faith begins in the heart, not the brain, and the heart is a notoriously fickle organ.

Her distrust of thought is distressing, but at least it's up-to-date, it is also, in a way, reasonable, because when subjective thinking is substituted for objective, one doesn't get much further than the perimeter of a circle.

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