force from a distance than when they are close at hand. The less they satisfy
desire the more they
inspire it. This is the reason why a poet wrote this
verse to one of them:
When present I avoid thee, but when away I find thee.
Thus we see, my son, that the blandishments of carnal love have more power
over hermits and monks than over men who live in the world. All through my
life the demon of lust has tempted me in various ways, but his strongest
temptations did not come to me from meeting a woman, however beautiful and
fragrant she was. They came to me from the image of an
absent woman. Even now,
though full of days and approaching my ninety-eighth year, I am often led by
the Enemy to sin against chastity, at least in thought. At night when I am
cold in my bed and my
frozen old bones
rattle together with a dull sound I
hear voices reciting the second verse of the third Book of the Kings:
'Wherefore his servants said unto him, Let there be sought for my lord the
king a young
virgin: and let her stand before the king, and let her cherish
him, and let her lie in thy bosom, that my lord the king may get heat,' and
the devil shows me a girl in the bloom of youth who says to me: 'I am thy
Abishag; I am thy Shunamite. Make, O my lord, room for me in thy couch.'
"Believe me," added the old man, "it is only by the special aid of Heaven that
a monk can keep his chastity in act and in intention."
Applying himself immediately to
restoreinnocence and peace to the
monastery,
he corrected the
calendar according to the calculations of chronology and
astronomy and he compelled all the monks to accept his decision; he sent the
women who had declined from St. Bridget's rule back to their
convent; but far
from driving them away brutally, he caused them to be led to their boat with
singing of psalms and litanies.
"Let us respect in them," he said, "the daughters of Bridget and the betrothed
of the Lord. Let us
beware lest we
imitate the Pharisees who
affect to
despisesinners. The sin of these women and not their persons should be abased, and
they should be made
ashamed of what they have done and not of what they are,
for they are all creatures of God."
And the holy man exhorted his monks to obey
faithfully the rule of their
order.
"When it does not yield to the
rudder," said he to them, "the ship yields to
the rock."
III. THE TEMPTATION OF SAINT MAEL
The
blessed Mael had scarcely
restored order in the Abbey of Yvern before he
learned that the inhabitants of the island of Hoedic, his first catechumens
and the dearest of all to his heart, had returned to paganism, and that they
were
hanging crowns of flowers and fillets of wool to the branches of the
sacred fig-tree.
The
boatman who brought this sad news expressed a fear that soon those
misguided men might
violently destroy the
chapel that had been built on the
shore of their island.
The holy man
resolvedforthwith to visit his
faithless children, so that he
might lead them back to the faith and prevent them from yielding to such
sacrilege. As he went down to the bay where his stone
trough was moored, he
turned his eyes to the sheds, then filled with the noise of saws and of
hammers, which, thirty years before, he had erected on the
fringe of that bay
for the purpose of building ships.
At that moment, the Devil, who never tires, went out from the sheds and, under
the appearance of a monk called Samsok, he approached the holy man and tempted
him thus:
"Father, the inhabitants of the island of Hoedic
commit sins unceasingly.
Every moment that passes removes them farther from God. They are soon going to
use
violence towards the
chapel that you have raised with your own
venerablehands on the shore of their island. Time is pressing. Do you not think that
your stone
trough would carry you more quickly towards them if it were rigged
like a boat and furnished with a
rudder, a mast, and a sail, for then you
would be
driven by the wind? Your arms are still strong and able to steer a
small craft. It would be a good thing, too, to put a sharp stem in front of
your apostolic
trough. You are much too clear-sighted not to have thought of
it already."
"Truly time is pressing," answered the holy man. "But to do as you say,
Samson, my son, would it not be to make myself like those men of little faith
who do not trust the Lord? Would it not be to
despise the gifts of Him who has