Consider this description of the 18th century Welsh preacher Griffith Jones:
"When he came into the pulpit it was with reverence and holy fear...He had an unassuming solemnity and seriousness in his face, sweetened with all the meekness of charity and love...As he advanced, his subject fired him more and more...One while he glowed with ardent love to his fellow-creatures; anon, he flamed with a just indignation at the enemies of their souls...Every feature, nerve, and part of him were intensely animated...When he came to the application he seemed to summon up all his remaining force; he gave way to a superior burst of religious vehemence, and, like a flaming meteor, bore down all before him...No wonder that his hearers wept. No wonder that he was so successful in the conversion of sinners, when it was the Divine Spirit that made the Word effectual. By his preaching drunkards became sober, Sabbath-breakers were reformed, and the prayerless cried for mercy and forgiveness...Christ was all to him, and it was his greatest delight to publish his Redeemer's unsearchable riches."
Friday, June 15, 2007
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Are you reading Whitefield's bio also? That is quoted on pages 259-260 of the 1st volume.
Yes, Lord. Make us preachers like that.
Justin,
Yeah - that's as far as I am right now. I'll read a few chapters, get sidetracked with other books (sermon related, usually), and then get back to it. I hope to maybe have both volumes finished by the end of the year. It really is a great biography.
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