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The Circuit Rider vs. The Televangelist |
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Researched and written by Michael
Edds |
In my continued research on the "old wells of
revival" I have discovered some incredibly contrasting
bits of information. One of the top televangelists in the nation was
recently invited to preach in Baltimore, Maryland. His terms
for coming were #1. That he must be picked up by a limousine at the
airport, #2. that he must have $1,000 spending money, #3. That he
must be guaranteed at least $10,000 in offerings. This same
televangelist/ pastor lives in a multi million dollar mansion, eats
in the finest restaurants and wears the most expensive
tailor-made suits. His writings and speaking engagements have
garnered millions of dollars. He brags that he is a role model
of the prosperity message of our day. He pastors a mega
church, appears on national and international television, has
authored many books and draws tens of thousands to hear him.
To his credit, he is a powerful, commanding speaker. However,
please contrast this to the following life and ministry of the great
circuit rider, Francis Asbury in the late 1700s and early 1800s.
While still in his 20's, Bishop Francis Asbury left his home
and family forever in England to come to a wilderness called
America. He came to be a traveling preacher/evangelist in a
nation with little infrastructure such as roads, decent
housing, few hotels and restaurants, poor sanitation and
dangerous drinking water, few medical professionals and
limited law enforcement. The nation had recently plunged into
a violent war of independence against Asbury's native land of
England. The American frontier was also ablaze with war
between the colonist and Native Americans tribes.
Asbury was not greeted upon his arrival by a limo. He
had to purchase a horse on which he traveled 6,000 a year for over
40 years. His financial reward was $60 a year, much of which
he gave away or sent back to England to help his parents. He
wore hand-me-downs not tailor made suits. He had no
retirement, no insurance, no dental plan, and no 401 k. He set
no fee for his ministry.
What he did receive, he often gave away. He traveled on
"roads" on which his horse sank many times knee-deep in
mud. If a road did not exist, he would lead his horse
over the steep, rocky inclines of the Appalachians to reach a
pioneer community. Many times, his feet and legs were
bloodied and bruised by the horrific journey. When he came to
a river where there was no bridge or ferry, he would swim his horse
across. Numerous times he was nearly drowned by an angry,
swollen stream. His "hotel" on many occasions was on
a dirt floor in an overcrowded, rat-infested frontier cabin.
Often times he slept in the woods, on a mountain ledge or in a
damp cave. Many days he would travel over 60 miles with
nothing to eat. The paths and roads he traveled were
full of dangers from murderers, thieves, wolves, bears,
poisonous snakes and roaming bands of Native Americans with whom
the frontiersmen were at war. If he met someone who needed a
cloak, food or money, he would take what he had and give it to the
person in need. Asbury sought out the forgotten, hidden places
of early America. He traveled from New England, to the
Midwest, and to the Deep South spreading the Gospel of Christ.
When he would meet a person who was ill, he would minister to
their physical needs with the last medication he had. He
demanded nothing of others in order to come into a community. The
demands he made were on himself. Frequently, his body would be
racked with pain, illness, fever, hunger and weakness. His
physical being would cry out for rest and nourishment.
However, his spirit ruled his body. When truly unable to
travel, he would mount his horse and ride for 8 hours or more
through blinding snow storms, torrential rain or in oppressive
heat.
He too had been invited to Baltimore. In 1816 he was
traveling by buggy through Virginia headed to the annual conference
in Baltimore. However, he was dying. His last sermon was
preached in Richmond. He had to be carried into the
meeting room. He commented, "I am too weak to walk but
not to preach." They sat him on a small table and he
ministered the Word for the last time. He made it as far as
Spottsylvania twenty miles north of Richmond. He body was
rapidly failing. He stopped at a friend's house on Saturday.
Shortly before he left this world he was asked, "Do you feel
Jesus precious?" Summoning his last remaining strength,
the great circuit rider raised both hands in victory. Minutes
later he laid his head on a friend's hand and gently slipped away to
be with the Lord. He owned no mansion, no land, and no bank
account. His net worth was what he wore on his body. He was
buried in a borrowed grave plot.
When Asbury came to America, there were few Methodist believers and
fewer preachers. At the end of his ministry, there were
over 200,000 Methodist believers and almost 8,000 ministers.
He impacted lives of thousands upon thousands. He changed
the very course of American history. Among his converts were
poor farmers, merchants, Governors of several states,
frontiersmen, slaves, Native Americans, State Supreme Court
Justices, attorneys, physicians, house wives, children, youth
and people from all walks of life. He gave all he had.
He sought nothing for himself. His passion was to bring
salvation and the Light of the Gospel to those in
darkness of sin. He loved a nation and made it his own
even though he was not her native son.
Quite a CONTRAST between the CIRCUIT RIDER and the TELEVANGELIST!
One was selfless, the other selfish. One was
people-centered, the other ego-centered. One was a Kingdom
builder, the other an empire builder. One drew souls into the
Kingdom of God, the other drew the masses into an arena. One
demanded of himself, the other demanded of others. One
gave freely, the other commanded a price. One was a servant,
the other a celebrity.
Hebrews 11:32-38 speaks about the real heroes of the faith:
They were....."tortured, not accepting deliverance, that
they might obtain a better resurrection. Still others had
trial of mocking and beatings, and of chains and imprisonment.
They were stoned, they were sawn in two, were tempted, were slain
with the sword. They wandered about in sheepskins and
goatskins, being destitute, afflicted, tormented... they
wandered in deserts, and mountains, in dens and caves of the
earth.... of whom the world was not worthy."
How long are we going to tolerate the "superstar syndrome"
in the church? How long are we going to feed the ego and
pocketbooks of these self-seeking charlatans, regardless of how
articulate they are? How long will we continue to pack their
arenas and buy their CDs, DVDs and books? How long will
we pick them up in limos, and line their wallets with thousands and
thousands of dollars to spend on self? How long will we
tolerate apostasy???
My God, how far we have fallen!!!! God is calling on us
as His people to repent and turn from our wicked ways.
He is calling us to seek HIS face. I am praying that God will
overthrow this current, perverted religious system and will fulfill
Jeremiah 3:15
and give us shepherds after His own heart.....
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