There was a woman who, for a time, attended many of our street meetings. Then, under one particular message, the Lord was pleased to awaken her conscience concerning a sin she had long concealed. With much grief she confessed that, for eight years since she was in college, she had lived secretly with a man to whom she was not married. For years she had sought to quiet the accusations of conscience for the sake of the flesh, covering what she knew to be wrong beneath an outward profession of religion. Long hath she professed faith in Christ, whilst the man did not; yet he provided abundantly for her needs, and by these comforts persuaded her to remain. Thus what conscience condemned, convenience continually supplied with reasons to continue in sin. But when the Lord broke through those excuses, she could no longer remain as she was. She confessed of her deception to her parents, which straightway forgave her, and immediately severed the relationship, and forsook that which for eight g...

M oreover, another man, much more gifted than either of these, was raised up of the Lord at this time, This was Rowland Hill. 23 August 1744 – 11 April 1833 During his days as an undergraduate at Cambridge University, Hill maintained a strong testimony for the Lord and gave leadership to a company of students in their Christian activities. These efforts brought the severe opposition of his father, Sir Rowland Hill, and led to the threat of expulsion by the University officials. But he remained firm in his stand and was encouraged by Lady Huntingdon and Whitefield. The latter wrote to him several times, the following letter written Dec. 27, 1766, being typical: I would not have you give way, no, not for a moment. ...Visiting the sick and imprisoned, and instructing the ignorant, are the very vitals of true and undefiled religion. If threatened, denied degree, or expelled for this, it will be the best degree you can take-a glorious preparative for...future usefulness. I have seen th...

W hitefield's other new helper was an army officer, Captain Scott. After receiving 'a polite education' Scott entered the army. He commanded a regiment of Dragoons in Europe during the Seven Years' War and was much affected by the carnage he witnessed.  Upon returning to England, while on a hunting party, he took refuge from a storm in a farmer's cottage and from its occupants he heard the Gospel for the first time. Then at the invitation of the farmer he went to the near-by village church to hear Romaine  preach and God made the message efficacious to the saving of his soul.  The Captain's new life was immediately manifest. He witnessed to his soldiers and before long, at the earnest request of a number of Christians, began to preach. This work was blessed of God and in 1766 John Fletcher said of him:  ... a bold soldier of Jesus Christ... . for some weeks he hath preached publicly at Leicester in the Methodist meeting-house, in his regimentals, to numerous c...

Perhaps it was not to be expected that there would be a constant supply of men who would perform the itinerant ministry and confront the mob and defy dangers as the Wesleys, Harris, Cennick, Humphreys, Adams, Whitefield and others had done. Nevertheless, new men were steadily being raised up of the Lord. Among the godly men who arose within the Evangelical Party in the Church of England there may be mentioned John Newton, the converted slave trader, Walter Shirley, a relative of lady Huntingdon, and Augustus Toplady, a scholar and poet. But these men did no itinerate and chose rather to devote themselves to devout and vigorous labours within their own parishes—labours that were rich in spiritual power and much bless of the Lord. O ne was a former sea-captain, Torial Joss (1731-1797) . Joss's youth had been spent in much suffering - first as a sailor, then at the hands of the press-gang, and finally as a French prisoner of war. His first knowledge of the Gospel came by overhearin...

W e notice also an event indicative of the prominence Whitefield had among the Church Evangelicals. Lord Dartmouth, a highly influential layman, frequently invited Evangelical clergyman to preach at the chapel in his country home near Cheltenham. He also endeavoured to have them, while in the area, preach in the parish church. At times the Rector allowed the use of his church but more often he refused it. Then, in November I757,  ... Madan came to Cheltenham, and was soon after joined by Venn and by Maddock ... Contrary to the expectations of Lord Dartmouth. both Madan and Venn were several times admitted to the parish pulpit. Then came Whitefield, and an immense crowd collected, expecting that he also would preach in the church. Attended by Lord and Lady Dart mouth... the renowned preacher proceeded to the church door. They found it closed against them.      Whitefield, never at loss for pulpits, mounted a neighbouring tomb stone, and preached. The Rev Henry Venn....

Lolomboy I slept but little, and was awakened much earlier than was needful. Yet the conviction to go forth this day rested so strongly upon my mind that I could not put it aside. Having asked my dear wife, who was still unwell, whether she could manage the day in my absence, and receiving her consent, I resolved to set out for that place which had long remained impressed upon my thoughts— Lolomboy Market . We had stood there twice before. 2020 and 2023 . Yet I cannot say that I chose this location today; rather, I felt myself compelled to it. My body was very tired, and I felt I would vomit any moment. The rain had continued throughout the greater part of the week, and by every consideration this was no suitable day to stand in public. Had I my way, I should gladly have remained at home. Such are seasons when conviction speaketh more loudly than comfort. Reluctance in the flesh, I have learned, comes with obeying Christ in the spirit. I knew I must go. Hitherto my custom had be...

I judged it a matter of practical wisdom to preserve my own handwriting as a TrueType font, that it might one day be left unto my children as a small remembrance of their father. It is nowhere near impressive as my father's, it simply says I was here. In this I have often reflected with regret that I paid so little attention to my own father's beautiful handwriting whilst it was still before me. Even as a child I delighted to look upon it. There was a peculiar grace in its long sweeping strokes, its flowing tails, its broken spaces, and its stately capital letters. I once asked him why he did not write as other men did. With a smile he answered, "I write as though I were conducting an orchestra." He was a musician. I understand his meaning now. In every stroke there was a measured movement, every line yielding to the next with something of rhythm and harmony, as though the pen itself obeyed an unseen cadence. I remember how it would flow, then suddenly pause, g...

Journal Entry. 3rd of August, 2026. 3:14 Early Morning. A s my life draweth nearer its close, and the end appears more real than it did in the days of my strength, I find that every part of my life is being quietly altered. My prayers have passed from the continual presentation of my needs unto seasons of stillness, speechless wonder, and holy awe before the God of heaven and earth. The early hours of the morning have become at once the sweetest seasons of communion and the sharpest hours of spiritual conflict. There are few duties against which Satan directs himself with greater malice than prayer. He knoweth well that, when a believer is brought low before God, heaven is pleased to accomplish what all the powers of earth and hell cannot withstand. It is no wonder, then, that he labours with such unwearied diligence to distract, discourage, and weary the soul before it hath well begun to pray. The flesh would have me turn mine eyes unto anything rather than the Word of God, and fill m...

O bando (15.5 kilometers out) was one of the last two places upon my itinerary. Much had changed since I was last here five years ago. The fish port remained, yet at this hour of the afternoon it stood almost deserted. It is not until about one o'clock in the morning, when the fishermen return with their catch, that the place is filled with life and activity. I walked about for a time, acquainting myself once more with the surroundings, and soon perceived that there was scarcely a suitable place from which to address the people. It may be that I shall have to return at midnight, when the crowds are gathered. Yet such a journey cannot be undertaken without thought for my dear wife. I cannot willingly leave her alone at home, and if I go, she must needs accompany me despite her infirmity. I trust the Lord will be pleased to order my steps, and, in His own time, make plain the way wherein I  ought to walk. I departed, knowing not whither I should go next, yet trusting that the...

The Gospel of Matthew. Twenty fifth chapter. Verses fourteen up till thirtieth. One Master. Three servants. Each received according to his several ability, yet none was sent away empty-handed. When their lord departed, two immediately applied themselves to the business committed unto them. The other, possessing an unworthy fear of his master, rendered his talent useless by withholding it from the very purpose for which it had been entrusted. The faithful were commended, not because they had been given much, but because they had proved faithful in little. The wicked and slothful servant, though he had done nothing, presumed even to accuse his lord and commend himself, "I may not have added to what is thine, I have not taken away from it either." Yet the master's expectation remained unchanged: that what had been entrusted should yield increase. So it is with us. Time is the most precious commodity committed unto our stewardship, and yet it is that which we squander ...

Journal Entry. 24th July, 2026. 1:38AM Therefore they that were scattered abroad went every where preaching the word. Acts 8:4 I n modern Christendom, attendance upon the public worship of God is commonly accounted the chief evidence of Christian devotion, though it is often the least costly expression of a believer's profession. It asks but little sacrifice, exposes us to but little reproach for the name of Christ, and requires but little denial of self (I say modern, for it is different in mountain and tribal regions where believers sacrifice walking for hours for fellowship, barefoot through rivers and forests at the cost of life and limb, and back still without anything to eat) . Yet there is a solemn difference between assembling faithfully with the saints, according to the commandment of Scripture, and resting in that attendance as though it fulfilled the whole duty of the Christian life. I sometimes think of men such as Foxe or Purves, not writing of the theology of ...

I have been young, and now am old, Yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread. Psalm 37:25 W e have now been (back) in Peru for one year, as a family of four. When we first arrived in Peru as missionaries, we had no children, and we had only been married for six months. We had also been saved for a very short time. One of the first books that marked our lives and ministry as young Christians was George Muller’s “Answers to Prayer” . This book impacted our lives so deeply, that we asked God to give us the same kind of faith that George Muller had. Many people have said that George Muller had the gift of faith. However, he never considered himself to have the “gift of faith”, but was only obeying what he saw in the Scriptures. George Muller was a man who brought all of his prayers and requests to God, pouring out his needs to Him, and trusting that God alone would impress the hearts of fellow-believers, who in turn would feel the burden, desire, and need t...