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Excerpt from Evenings With Grandfather Braddock, a Veteran Itinerant: Showing His Labors, Joys, and Triumphs in the Methodist Itinerancy; Being an Antidote to "My Father Braddock"; Advocating True Reform, and Unmasking Pretended Reformers in the Methodist Episcopal Church
Impressed with the importance of salvation, I embraced religion at an early period of my history. I was Obscure and unknown. After considerable reading, reflection, and prayer, I pressed through much Opposition, and united with one of the very first M. E. Churches in a great city. By in vitation, I became at once a Sabbath-school teacher. In that position I was benefited and blest. At a suitable time I was elected Superintendent. In this capacity I served the church to the best of my ability. Years rolled on, I was elevated to the leadership of a class. I trembled under the Weight of: re sponsibility judge of my surprise, however, when on opening the class book, I found a paper, signed by my Pastor, giving me license to exhort. In much weakness I attempted to dis charge both duties. In three months, I was invited by one of the official members, to attend the Quarterly Conference, in order to receive license as a Local Preacher. Though I asked nothing, sought nothing, expected nothing, yet as an obedient son, I went, and was licensed. Immediately after the Annual Conference had adjourned, I was asked to fill a vacancy on a pleasant circuit. I pleaded want of ability, ex perience, literary qualifications, everything. My Objections were overcome. I went, preached the best I could; was helped by one of the best colleagues; encouraged by one of the holiest Presiding Elders 3 was borne with by axkind and affectionate people. The last Quarterly Conference for the year recommended me to the Annual Conference. I was received. My Pre siding Elder said How would you like to go to such a cir cuit Feeling that all places were too good for me, I replied, Send me any where. I went to the circuit named, and preached and studied incessantly. Conference came. I Was appointed in charge of a small station. Staid two years was promoted to a better place the salary was small, but through the kindness of hosts of friends, lived comfortably. Staid two years; had a still better appointment; lived still more com fortably had revivals; then went to the first appointment in a large city; saw the work of_god; shared in its toils; wit nessed its triumphs and shouted in its victories. And thus it has been to the present time. I look around me, and find the same is true of most of my brethren. What has done this? I answer, the System, the System! The System found scores, hundreds, and even thousands of us who are now in the ministry, serving our Master as best we could in our humble positions. It separated us from our worldly callings, sustained us in that separation; placed within our reach the means of improvement, directed how to use them, and saw that we employed them. And then, as the improvement developed, elevated each one in his turn to such positions as he was qualified to fill. And so long as mental and physical ability suficient to occupy such positions is retained, the System, from pure self-love, if from no higher motive, must delight to retain such in its most honorable places. Even an unholy System, worked by unholy men, laboring to secure unholy ends, if it desire to perpetuate itself, will, for this very pur pose, ever employ its best qualified materials. But who is to be judge in such cases? Every man, except it be in very unusual and extraordinary cases, by the force of his own char acter, rises to his true position; and then, all that the System has to do in such cases, is to sanction what appears to be a manifest destiny. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
