Quotes - Missionaries

Hymn - All Most Persuaded

All Most Persuaded

By. Philip Bliss

Almost persuaded now to believe;
Almost persuaded Christ to receive;
Seems now some soul to say,
Go, Spirit, go Thy way,
Some more convenient day
On Thee I’ll call.

Almost persuaded, come, come today;
Almost persuaded, turn not away;
Jesus invites you here,
Angels are lingering near
Prayers rise from hearts so dear;
O wanderer, come!

Almost persuaded, harvest is past!
Almost persuaded, doom comes at last!
Almost cannot avail;
Almost is but to fail!
Sad, sad, that bitter wail—
Almost, but lost!

Quote - Missionary

Missionary Bio's - The Three Mrs. Judsons - Miss Emily Chubbuck

Miss Emily Chubbuck

    There is a volume of attractive little sketches which some people used to read before any of you

younger readers were born, which bears the name of "Fannie Forester" as the writer. Her real name was Emily Chubbuck. But when she wrote “Alderbrook," and another book of lighter sketches called " Trippings," she used a nom de plume. This young lady was born in Eaton, N. Y., but taught school in Utica in that state, besides writing sketches, poems, and Sundav-school books, so that she was a busy person, as you can see. And a lovely young person she was, too, by all accounts.

    When Dr. Judson was at home the last time in America, after his long absence upon the mission

field, he travelled about a good deal, and on one of his journeys he read the book called “Trippings,"

which some one had given him to beguile the way. He thought it a very bright book, and asked his

friend about the writer. He said that one who could write as well as that could write better, and

he would like to see some of her work on greater themes. His friend told him that he would have

the pleasure of meeting " Fannie Forester " before long, as she was a guest in his home at present.

When Dr. Judson first saw the attractive and gifted writer, she was undergoing the interesting operation of vaccination. After this was over, he led her to a sofa, saying that he wished to talk with her.

     Miss Chubbuck said that she would be delighted to have him do so, and then he spoke about using her talents upon the most worthy subjects. She told him that she had been obliged to write because she was poor and must make a living, and the light and trifling subjects seemed to be most popular.

Dr. Judson was full of sympathy for her. He had it in his mind to find someone to write the story of Mrs. Sarah Boardman Judson's life, and offered the opportunity to Miss Chubbuck. After some time the intercourse thus brought about resulted in marriage, and the cultured and dauntless spirit, schooled in poverty, went back with the missionary, to prove a great help to him in finishing his wonderful work. She soon acquired a good knowledge of the language and prepared Scripture questions for use in the schools.

    When her little Emily Frances came, the poet mother wrote the sweet verses so many have read, called "My Bird." After Dr. Judson's death and burial at sea, on his way home to regain his health, Mrs. Judson came home, much broken herself, to care for his parents and her children. She died at Hamilton K Y., in 1854.

Hymn - All for Jesus

All for Jesus

By. Mary James

All for Jesus, all for Jesus!
All my being’s ransomed powers:
All my thoughts and words and doings,
All my days and all my hours.

Refrain

All for Jesus! All for Jesus!
All my days and all my hours;
All for Jesus! All for Jesus!
All my days and all my hours.

Let my hands perform His bidding,
Let my feet run in His ways;
Let my eyes see Jesus only,
Let my lips speak forth His praise.

Refrain

Worldlings prize their gems of beauty,
Cling to gilded toys of dust,
Boast of wealth and fame and pleasure;
Only Jesus will I trust.

Refrain

Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus,
I’ve lost sight of all beside;
So enchained my spirit’s vision,
Looking at the Crucified.

Refrain

Oh, what wonder! how amazing!
Jesus, glorious King of kings,
Deigns to call me His belovèd,
Lets me rest beneath His wings.

Refrain

Missionary Bio's - THE THREE MRS. JUDSONS - Mrs. Sarah Hall Boardman

    Mrs. Sarah Hall Boardman

Keen forcements were not lacking through all the years of Dr. Judson's service. There came out to Calcutta to join the Burman Mission, as soon as might be. Rev. George Dana Boardman, and his wife, who was pronounced by some English friends in Calcutta to be "the most finished and faultless specimen of an American woman that they had ever known." In 1827 these friends reached Burma. Mr. Boardman died after a few years of very fruitful ministry, and for three years his wife stayed on, making long journeys through drenching rains, "through wuld mountain passes, over swollen streams, deceitful marshes, craggy rocks, tangled shrubs and jungles." 
   In 1834: she was married to Dr. Judson. She had a very fine knowledge of the Burmese tongue, and could speak and write fluently. She had great power in conversation, and translated also very accurately. She held meetings with the women for prayer and Bible study. After his eight years of loneliness, Dr. Judson found the home ties sweet, and the help he received in his work very great. Mrs. Judson translated part of " Pilgrim's Progress," several tracts, twenty hymns for the Burmese hymn-book, and four volumes of a Scripture Catechism, besides writing cards with short hymns. She learned the language of the Peguans, another tribe, so that she might help them by translating, which she did by superintending the translation of the New Testament and tracts into their strange tongue. Little children came to bless the home, and joy and love reigned there.

      But after her twenty years upon the field, Mrs. Judson's health failed. Her husband started hometo America with her, but, when reaching the Isle of France, she became so much better that she urged Dr. Judson to return to the work that needed him so much. He expected to do this, but there came a sudden change for the worse. As the vessel neared St. Helena, Mrs. Judson died, and the worn body was laid away in mission ground upon the island, where a stone afterwards marked the spot.

Thoughts from a Lego

The other day I was building a new “Little” lego set.

I started by dumping all the pieces out on my desk.

Amazingly, they did not instantly begin to put themselves together,

but simply sat there on the desk.

I could have let them sit there for a while to see if they would assemble themselves, but I did not have that much time, or room on the desk. So I began to put the set together, it did not take very long, but it was enjoyable.

 Soon the little tractor was complete.

Now, I will admit I had a picture of what the set should look like when I got finished.  I also did not want to over tax my brain so I used the instructions to get done quicker.

When I finished I thought how nice it was to have the instructions to show me how to make the tractor. But I also thought about the fact that God has given us the instructions for how we ought to live our lives, how to behave, speak, etc.

I also realized that God has given us a picture. He did not just give us vast instructions of how we should live and leave us with no visible goal to see. 

No indeed! God gave us the perfect picture of what our lives should look like, if we follow His instructions. That picture is His Son Jesus Christ. The perfect example, because He is the perfect man. Jesus lived a life without sin and while He was on earth He was an example of compassion, love, gracious words, humility, peace, sacrifice, servant hood, devotion to God, and so much more. 

  God has given us a gift, His perfect, sinless Son, to redeem us from sin,
who is the picture for us to model our lives after as we follow
God’s Holy and perfect instructions, the Bible! Praise God for His gifts!