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Conscience
【Conscience】A mother was helping her son with his
spelling assignment and came to the words ‘conscious’ and ‘conscience’. When
she asked him if he knew the difference between the two, he responded, “Sure,
Mom, ‘conscious’ is when you are aware of something and ‘conscience’ is when
you wish you weren’t.”
【Conscience】The conscience is like a sharp square peg in our
hearts. If we are confronted by a questionable situation, that square begins to
turn, and its corners cut into our hearts, warning us withy an inward sensation
against doing whatever confronts us. If the conscience is ignored time after
time, the corners of the square are gradually worn down, and it virtually
becomes a circle. When that circle turns within our hearts, there is no inner
sensation of warning, and we are left without a conscience.
【Conscience】Have you recently flown on an airplane? Do you recall
the ritual of walking through the electronic device to detect concealed
weapons? “A marvel of modern technology,” you might think.
Interestingly
enough, centuries ago, one of the palaces of Chang-an, the ancient capital of
what is now known as
A
healthy conscience acts in much the same way: it tugs at the concealed sins in
our lives as though it were God’s hidden hand.
【Conscience】The Internal Revenue Service received the following
letter from a conscience stricken taxpayer:
“Dear
Sir: My conscience bothered me. Here is $175.00, which I owe in back taxes.”
There
was a P.S. at the bottom that read: “If my conscience still bothers me, I’ll
send in the rest.”
This
taxpayer’s response to a red warning light is not only humorous but also
illustrates an important truth: one’s conscience can become insensitive.
【Conscience】When Clare Boothe Luce, then seventy-five,
was asked, “Do you have any regrets?” she answered: “Yes, I should have been a
better person. Kinder. More tolerant. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the
night, and I remember a girlhood friend of mine who had a brain tumor and called
me three times to come and see her. I was always too busy, and when she died, I
was profoundly ashamed. I still remember that after fifty-six years.”