The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-10-21
ADDRESS BY H. H. BENEDICT
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-CA caAsdtIOliB Ol duOIdllDIls
 Inspired, stimulated with a new con- dition and a new experience-he shout ed as he sang, prayed as he worked. To him the gospel was big, the Golden Rule beautiful.
 A dominant thought possessed him-it was to tell the story of his redemption, his happiness-to his brother-his neighbor
 He told it well-told it continuously. Ah! Methodism, thou son of wisdom thou daughter of culture, remember thy parentage. Be true to thy inheritance. Recognize no standard that loves crudi- ty or illiteracy, but values refinement and intelligence and yet does not per init education or culture to say to cru dity, Gaze at us. Remember we are not of the rabble. We are like our fore fathers. Our religion is theirs-our methods theirs. Come to us and learn about the eternal verities. but insist that to the masses the advancing, con- quering cry shall be, Come to Jesus not come to the individual, to the church-the denomination.
 It is not surprising that when Metho- dism took root in American soil that its growth was rapid; indeed, marvellous.
 The soil was virgin, the plant God given; Gods sunshine vitalized it, the very dew of Heaven watered it. John Wesley prayed for it. Godly men and holy women idolized it.
 American Methodism, carefully, pray erfuIly organized, insistent, persistent, fhTn1Joh Vi1- lage and over mountains, f0rding riv- CTS and crossing lakes. Coke and As bury had many willing helpers. Men aggressive, men prayerful, men me- thodical, men cultured, proclaimed free-a full salvation. I need not depict the result. An, men, many, had been called by Almighty God to battle against sin-for God-for Methodisnl- for Christianity. These men were val iant, stalwart. These men were moral teachers, moral exemplars, moral he roes. To them, privation was delight if it contributed to the glory of God. They thought little of lands, of posses sions. In Wordsworth's beautiful phra- seology:
 '"They dreamed not of perishable homes"
 Dr. Munger said of Horace Bushnell, "He had the endowment-another mys- tery of our being-a little more from the open hand of the Creator-a fibre spun more finely-an eye with keener and broader vision-a heart that throbs with stronger beat. We call it genuis. What genius will do and where it will go there is no telling"
 What the genius of these moral he roes was, what it did, where it went, is a part of our national history.
 These thinkers, these lovers oe, these workers for Jesus Christ, stimulated by criticism, labored that the sapling might become tree, that it's branches might shelter and protect the tens of thousands who have Swept through the gates, washed in the blood of the Lamb;" and the millions who to-day, in America, ought to thank God that our branch of the church of Christ may, if it will; under the inspiration of holy purposes and sanctified possession faithfully work and devoutly pray that men and women and children may idol ize the Saviour of men and consider it quite possible whilst on earth to drink from celestial springs and breathe the air of Beulah Land.
 Let us remember that the great, forceful God-loved, Methodist Episco- pal church has proclaimed in America in no uncertain tones for one hundred and eighteen years the magnificent doctrines of original sin. of general redemption, of repentance, of Justification by faith, of the witness of the Spirit and of Christian perfection.
 It will be profitable. It ought to de- velop our love for God and create grati- tude if we consider from a physical view point the Methodism of the twen- tieth century.
 Schools, colleges and universities ex- ist. Humanitarian institutions for the indigent and unfortunate have been built Hospitals and book buildings organized benevolent agencies-all that tends to denominational helpfulness or individual betterment.
 But better yet, from the farmers home along the sea-board of the turbu- lent Atlantic to the haunts of the fish erman around the great quintette in the family of American lakes, from the land of the nectarine and apricot in Califor- mia to the God blessed sanitaria of the north woods from the great wheat fields of the great west to the thriving facto- ries of the east. from the market gar dener's cabin on the St. Johns to the lumbermans camp on the Penobscot, everywhere, in hamlet, village. town and city, the Methodist Episcopal church stands monument to the wis dom-to the inspiration of the wonder full enthusiast-the remarkable eques- trian-the religious genius of the eigh- teenth century-John Wesley.
 But a church or chapel may please the eye, impress the observer and after all be a blight in the co1nmunity-an off, fence to Almighty God. Oh, the ac- countability, fearful, indescribable, of a worldly membership.
 "I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot; would thou vert cold or hot.
 So then because thou are 1ukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spew thee out of my mouth"
 A church may be dead it may be dy- ing; 1t may be alive. Therefore may we inquire. What are the requisites of spiritual success? What will tend to keep alive the church and make it q real citadel of Jesus Christ-a spiritual lighthouse?
 Many years since, sailing along the Atlantic coast destin ed for Nassau we