I was thinking last night of a Protestant family whom I once knew, and whose hospitality I sometimes enjoyed.  They did not have charity, since they did not have faith.*  Yet they admired charity greatly, at least in the form of love of neighbour.  So they sincerely endeavoured to make it the rule of their life.  Thus they attempted a supernatural work with natural resources.  The effort seemed to me to have driven them slightly mad.

This Lent, pray for Protestants, severed members of our Lord’s mystic body.


* I feel sure of this, since they did not follow any fixed, external, rule of faith.