The Monroe journal., 1921-09-09
DR. BRIDGES D. IS The
ADOPTION OF OLD Ways
He Wants Folks TO Again Bow Their
Heads and Make Short Prayer
After Entering the Church
GABRIEL CAME TOO SUDDENLY
BY Mrs. Knox-wolfe Hargette

DR.. Bridges said at the Wednesday
morning service was TO urge the old
time way of bowling the head after
coming into church and making q
short prayer. His text was, Lord
teacL US to pray
After telling much about the force
OF prayer, he said that he had heard
OF people being sung to death, but
he had never heard of people being
prayed to death. He also told of a
Jury recently in Atlanta, after a trial
or some young people in which lewd-
ness and shame figured, urging that
the fathers and mothers go back to
the old way in having prayers in the
homes to save their hayward boys
and girls. Do the best you can, and
God will do the rest. he said. He
urged the big congregation to read
the Bible more, and said God knows
when We are in sorrow. He knows
when We neglect to read his word, he
strongly minated that that was a
stab for Christ, and that there would
be no mercy seat.
The opening hymn was Il Must
Tell Jesus How it took us back to
the days when we first heard 1t.
When old aunt Ann Carelock, whom
the white mothers of Monroe ought
to remember well, sang il in that
weird, characteristic tone of her race
while rocking babies to sleep. Her
skin was black and she has gone to
her final sleep, but we think her
heart was white for only a white
heart could sing this piece and rock
and enjoy il as she did.
Mr.. Phifers Hymn
The next hymn, I'VE Are March
ing to Zion" will ever, as long as life
lasts, be associated with Brother w.
II. Phifer. He use TO sing it with
such zest and now when he is too fee
BILE TO sing, he sits in his aceustom-
ed place and his fingers keep the
time on the arm of his chair. How
appropriate that the picture of an
ascending Christ hangs suspended
over this Oldest one of our member
ship. 1t is beautiful and inspiring
and We enjoy looking at 1t every
day.
In going back to the sayings of DR..
Bridges, he told us that there was
not many people who prayed. That
he did not know how he would get
through life without the conscious
ness OF prayer and that there is
consciousness of God everywhere.
even in the jungles where the saw
age reaches out to an unseen Being.
what a comfort II they knew
what We know!' he exclaimed. He
told of the masticated prayer which
our returned missionaries have told
US of too. In speaking of the good
he said IL was story of
the friendship of man, social gos-
pei. God help us to give social
gospel" In speaking of the church
he declared that there are plenty
of pullies rugged up, but we need
steam in the boiler"
The duet and solos are pleasing
and finely rendered by the preacher
and his singer and the vast crowds
go away feeling refreshed and near
er to God, and farther away from
sorrow, and Gethsemane, for:
Down shadowy lanes, across
strange streams
Bridged over by our broken
dreams,
Behind the misty cap of years,
Close to the great salt font o.
tears,
The garden lies; strive as you may
You cannot miss 1t in your way
All paths that have been or shall
be
Pass somewhere through Geth-
semane.'
Great interest is being taken in
The meeting and everybody is inyit-
I'd to come to the gospel feast. We
are praying for a great revival and
want il to reach out into the county
around. Come and take part. Lots
Of us won't be here next summer.
Jesus Lover of My Soul" Is still
souls here by being sung
1t every service.
Gabriel Came Too Suddenly
Joe Chappel's magazine some
fears ago offered prize for the best
heart throb" in either prose or
verse. Jesus Lover OF My Soul
ook the first and biggest prize.
Many christians for generations have
lung II on their death beds.
We hope the crowds who gather
II this meeting will feel ready for
he coming of the Lord and not
)rove cold and UNIT as did band
,f Ascensionists some years ago In
Georgia when they were having O
grand revival. Let me tell II. DR..
Bridges came from Georgia. One
lay when the meeting was in full
'last storm came up and young
nan who was out hunting with his
ervant. took refuge In the church
loor. Being curious to see the ser
ice. the two hunters crept up into
he gallery and there hid in a place
where they could observe without be-
ng observed. Come, Lord, come"
ried the preacher while all present
ave a loud, Amen"
''Marse Gabe." whispered Cuffy,
fitting his hunting horn to his
mouth. let me glib dem just one
oot"