Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporariesHood, Edwin Paxton
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Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporaries
Hood, Edwin Paxton
Evans, Christmas, 1766-1838
We have inserted these very characteristic illustrations here, because
they appear to have belonged to the Anglesea period. Such, then, was the
teaching, the preaching, the truth, which, while it was his own truth,
and sustained his own mind, gave to him such power, at once, amongst the
Churches to which he immediately administered, and made him the object of
such attraction, when visiting distant neighbourhoods.
It might have been thought—it has usually been the case, in the instances
of other men—that such excursions as those we have described, would have
interfered with the great success of his work in the ministry as a
preacher, and with his efficiency as a pastor. That they did not,
substantially, is clear from many evidences. There can be no doubt that
his sermons were no off-hand productions; there was a careful, rigid, and
patiently conscientious weighing of their material. All those which we
possess, abundantly show this; and he entered with all his heart, and
mind, and strength into the work of preaching; but he never had an easy
sphere; and yet, would his sermons have been greater had he been placed
where the circle of his labour would have been narrower, and the means of
his support more ready, and sufficient, and ample? Most likely not; but
he weighed the entire work of the ministry in a manner which seems to us,
sometimes, more like the sound thoughtfulness, and consideration of the
theological Principal of a college, than a popular, or itinerant
preacher. As an illustration of this, we may insert the following, very
lengthy, but admirable letter to a young minister, written, we believe,
some time nearer the close of his career than that we have just
depicted:—
“DEAR BROTHER,—1. Consider, in the first place, the great
importance, to a preacher, of a blameless life. You must, like
Timothy, ‘flee youthful lusts,’ as you would escape from beasts of
prey; for there are kinds of beasts, living in the wilderness of
man’s corruption, that will charm, by means of their beauteous
colours, those that walk among their haunts; there is no safety but
by keeping from them, and adhering to such as live by faith, and
watch, and pray. It will be well for you, while you travel through
the coppice of youth, to keep from all appearance of evil. May you
have grace to pass through the coppice of forbidden trees, without
cutting your name into the bark of one of them, or you may be
upbraided, at critical times, by those who may wish to prove that you
are not better than themselves; even the _iota_, inserted by your
hand, may be produced after many years.
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