John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress

Second only to the Bible in world publications Pilgrim’s Progress is a must read for “Christians” of all ages. – Mike


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John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress – “The monster was hideous to behold…scales…wings like a dragon, feet like a bear…out of his belly came fire & smoke”

 

John Bunyan 

What would it be like to be imprisoned by your government for 12 years just for preaching the Gospel?¹

This was the fate of John Bunyan, author of the world renown book Pilgrim’s Progress.

 

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Moscow is a city in northern Idaho along the state border with Washington, with a population of 23,800 at the 2010 census. The county seat and largest city of Latah County, Moscow is the home of the University of Idaho, the state’s land-grant institution and primary research university.Wikipedia

¹ = Think this could never happen in America; think again it already has. READ MORE


 

OTHER RESOURCES:

The Pilgrim’s Progress: A Guided Tour Teaching Series by Derek Thomas

Today in Church History  Author, John Bunyan

A Picture of a True Minister (from John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress)

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Today in Church History

Henry Alline, Evangelist to Nova Scotia

Henry Alline, Evangelist to Nova Scotia

I  do not wonder that it is so hard for you to keep up an external appearance of Christianity. It is a hard task without any divine love or heavenly life to produce it. Why try any longer to cover your nakedness with fig leaves…” Henry Alline preached with this kind of fervor.

After years of desperate search, years in which he trembled that he would be forever damned, Henry discovered the love of Christ in 1775. He had cried out for mercy, saying, “O Lord Jesus Christ, you can this night, if you please, with one drop of your blood, atone for my sins and appease the wrath of an angry God.” He described the transformation as instantaneous. Then he reckoned that “the anger wrath and vengeance which I saw, was wholly in myself, by the hellish nature that I was possessed of.”

He was twenty-seven. Immediately, he began telling others about Christ. He felt a call to preach, but hesitated to do so, because he had little education. Born in Rhode Island, he had migrated to Nova Scotia with his parents at twelve years of age. After his conversion, his ministry now took him across Nova Scotia and back into New England. Everywhere he went, he spoke of each person’s need for a heart relationship with the resurrected Christ. The impact of his words and life were so great that he became known as “the Whitefield of Nova Scotia.” (George Whitefield was a preacher who led revival in England and the American colonies.)

Henry wrote hymns (more than 500 of them) some of which expressed his new-found joy.

He pluck’d me from the jaws of hell
With his almighty arm of pow’r,
And O! no mortal tongue can tell
The change of that immortal hour!

He also kept a journal which reported his intense religious experiences. Throughout his short life, he swung between moods of deep depression and heady joy. Consequently, his writings seem overly emotional. He taught some odd doctrines, too, about how souls are created and how the unseen world relates to this. But the heart of his Gospel was sound and the spiritual awakening that he aroused was real.

The preaching of Henry and other “New Light” ministers produced communities of true worshippers. They became concerned for one another’s social needs. The result was that spiritual revival was followed by community improvement.

Henry contracted tuberculosis. Despite his illness, he worked unceasingly to spread the gospel. His efforts exhausted him.

In 1784, he visited New England. On this day, February 2, 1784, while at the home of the Reverend David McClure in North Hampton, New Hampshire, he died. He was not quite thirty-six years old and had preached for just eight years.

Henry Alline Monument, Falmouth, Nova Scotia

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I have often quoted Dr.Jones and consider him the C.H. Spurgeon of the 1900’s. One of my favorite quotes of his is: “Do you think that you deserve forgiveness? If you do you are not a Christian.” You can find out more about, listen to and read most of his 1600+ sermons here at the MLJ TRUST – Mike

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Evangelist Martyn Lloyd-Jones

Evangelist Martyn Lloyd-Jones

Cardiff is a seaport and the capital of Wales–a city graced with many historic buildings and overlooked by a castle on a hill. A town of fewer than 2,000 people in 1801, its population multiplied into the hundreds of thousands in the 19th century. Martyn Lloyd-Jones contributed to that population boom when he was born in Cardiff on this day, December 20, 1899.

Martyn’s childhood had at least one highlight: In January, 1910, his home caught on fire while he and his brothers were sleeping. All of them could easily have lost their lives. The family did lose almost everything they owned and their shaky finances never recovered. As a result, Martyn set out with real determination to succeed.

He entered a London medical school, completing all his exams at such a young age that he had to wait for his degree until his age caught up with his education. He became the chief clinical assistant of a leading physician, Sir Thomas Horder. Horder described Martyn as “the most acute thinker that I ever knew.” Martyn faced the prospect of a brilliant and financially rewarding career. But something happened to change that.

Martyn had joined a Calvinist Methodist church when he was fifteen-years-old. Around 1924, he began to seriously consider his spiritual condition. “For many years I thought I was a Christian when in fact I was not. It was only later that I came to see that I had never been a Christian and became one.” Reading the Bible for himself and pondering its meaning, he eventually realized that “What I needed was preaching that would convict me of sin and … bring me to repentance and tell me something about regeneration. But I never heard that. The preaching we had was always based on the assumption that we were all Christians…”

Martyn asked Christ to become master of his life. As soon as he had made that decision, he was overwhelmed with a longing to return to Wales to share his new-found faith with the folks back home.

He took a small church in Aberavon, Wales. Local doctors snubbed him, thinking he was going to poach on their patients. But Martyn wanted instead to win souls. He preached clear, analytical messages. Working men and women came to know Christ. Notorious alcoholics converted to Christ. Other churches invited him to speak.

A few years after Martyn came to Aberavon, a local doctor asked for help with a difficult medical case. Martyn diagnosed the problem at once and proved completely right. After that, demands for his medical assistance increased to the point that they almost threatened his pastoral work.

His name became increasingly well-known. G. Campbell Morgan, another pastor with a powerful ministry, invited him to come to Westminster Chapel. Martyn accepted the Westminster invitation in 1938. Publication of his powerful sermons made him internationally famous. He died in 1981.

 

A Typical Sam Jones Tough-Nosed Sermon

A Typical Sam Jones Tough-Nosed Sermon

A Typical Sam Jones Tough-Nosed Sermon

Samuel P. Jones knew what drink could do to a man and his family. He began drinking as a young man when his father’s absence left him acting as head of the family. He thought liquor would ease his nervous indigestion.

In 1868 Sam married Laura McElwain. He had become a lawyer and hobnobbed with other hard-drinking men. Within four years, alcohol and gambling had brought him, his family and children to ruin. He moved from place to place and finally was reduced to shoveling coal for twelve hours a day.

While on a six-week drinking binge, he learned that his father was dying. He staggered to the bedside where his father pleaded with him to meet him in heaven. Sam promised. Afterward, he begged a drink from a bar tender. Suddenly he saw his vomit-covered reflection in a mirror. He smashed the glass and fell to his knees, begging God for mercy. After three days of strong coffee, he cleaned up, bought new clothes and went home to the wife he had beaten black and blue.

“‘Honey, God has given you a new husband and the children a new daddy, and I wonder if you will forgive me and start all over again.’ She grabbed me in her arms and cried, ‘Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have been praying for this!’ And,” Sam added, “I have been going round the country bragging about Jesus ever since.”

He preached his first sermon a week later. With “a wife and one child, a bobtail pony and eight dollars in cash” he set out as a Methodist traveling preacher. Over the years, he stayed sober and his reputation for humor and straight talk grew. Once a saloon keeper flourished a ten dollar bill under Sam’s nose, saying he bet he’d like the money. Sam snatched the ten dollars, saying the devil had had it long enough. Another time, he heard some preachers praying that he’d have more tact. Sam prayed aloud, “Lord, I hope you won’t listen to a one of these preachers. They don’t preach against sin. They don’t visit from door to door. They don’t weep over sinners, and they don’t win souls. And they want You to change me until I’m just like them.”

In the last years of his life, he preached almost daily to audiences of 10,000 and more. It is estimated he turned 500,000 people to Christ. One of his converts, Captain Tom Ryman, built him a tabernacle to preach in; it became the Grand Ole’ Opry.

On this day August 2, 1885, Sam preached a typical sermon to 12,000 people in a camp-meeting near Cincinnati, Ohio. Standing on the top of an old piano box, he took as his text Proverbs 11:19. As righteousness leads to life, so he that pursues evil, pursues it to his own death.

Sam scoffed at preachers who preached a bad man into heaven. “There is but one moral way in the universe of God, and every man in Kentucky is on that way. Heaven is at one end of the road–hell at the other, and the only question is which direction shall you go. A man on his way to hell, if he thinks a minute, and will turn around right on the road he is on, he is in the road to heaven; if he is on the way to heaven and turns around in that way he is in, he is on the road to hell in less than fifteen seconds…”

No one ever changed Sam. To the end of his days, he insisted true religion was to turn from evil and do good. “Just quit your meanness and follow along in the footsteps of Jesus Christ,” he said. However, he did quit preaching for a while. He had preached so hard and so often that his health failed and he needed to take a rest. But he went back to preaching as soon as he could. Returning from preaching in Oklahoma City, he complained he wasn’t feeling well, took a drink of water, and flopped over dead.

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