W. B. Godbey - Enter His Rest
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saving the heathen of your home city or town, set it down you will also prove a failure in Hong Kong. Mark it<br />
down, “Where there is a will, there is a way.” Do not forget the old Roman motto: “Perseverantia omnia vincit.”<br />
Perseverance conquers all things.<br />
4. YOUNG MANHOOD<br />
Our graduating day, June 30, 1859, was a great orationary epoch in my life. An audience of ten thousand, and<br />
twenty young men delivering their graduating orations to the spellbound multitude, interspersed with the finest<br />
music the country could produce; meanwhile bouquets rained from the audience at the close of the speeches,<br />
congratulatory of the orator.<br />
My wedlock was felicitous in the superlative degree. It has always seemed to me that God, in <strong>His</strong> mercy,<br />
ransacked creation when He selected a helpmeet for unworthy me. When I was a youth attending school at<br />
Perryville, a great revival swept through the Methodist Church, converting one hundred and seven souls. I was<br />
then a preacher in my humble way; especially during my utmost to glorify God in the dispensation of the Gospel<br />
to the toiling slaves, who were much neglected. While the house was overcrowded and the altar flooded with<br />
weeping penitents, the leader called on me to pray. The Lord helped me, and as the converting power descended,<br />
a rosy damsel of fifteen bright years arose near me with a radiant face and jubilant shout. I was not personally<br />
acquainted with her, although I knew her father, who was a leading member of the church. I saw him rush in and<br />
take this rejoicing damsel in his arms. One near me said: “One of Jim Durham's girls has got religion.” In the<br />
providence of God, five and a-half years subsequently she became my wife. Forty-six years have rolled away. If<br />
we both live four years more we will reach our golden wedding. But this is certainly very improbable, as we are<br />
both quite out in the evening and she, although six and a-half years my junior, has felt the burden of the conflict<br />
more than I, and much indicates physical disability. We have one consolation: if we do not reach our golden<br />
wedding in the dear “Old Kentucky home,” we will have it in the New Jerusalem, where there is plenty of gold,<br />
and the nuptial festival will never hear the final benediction.<br />
We entered into our engagement two years before the time appointed for its verification. I still had a year in<br />
college. Then I knew I would graduate deeply in debt, and I was not willing to get married until that was all<br />
liquidated. Those are two memorable years in my pilgrimage. As I was studying and teaching off at a<br />
considerable distance, I visited her but seldom during the time. I invariably found other suitors waiting on her. It<br />
kept me in hot water. I thought she ought to dismiss them all, in view of her engagement to me, but was afraid to<br />
suggest it, lest she might think I was too particular, and conclude to eliminate me instead of them. Therefore I<br />
said nothing about it to her or to anybody else, but kept it before the Lord, wondering if she would finally be<br />
true to the engagement she had made with me. Sure enough the happy day rolled around, when we met the<br />
crowd at her father's house, with the presiding elder ready to officiate. Those beaux who had given me so much<br />
annoyance the preceding two years were also on hand, but they looked blue as indigo and sad as if they were at<br />
a funeral. I never saw them afterward. The solemnization of the nuptials eliminated them forever.<br />
Here we see a beautiful lesson illustrated in the gracious economy. Until you get married to the Lord the carnal<br />
suitors, arrayed in all the alluring phantasmagoria of the world, will wait on you, to your constant annoyance if<br />
you are true to God, as well as your incessant peril, because in an evil hour you may succumb to their<br />
bewitching enchantments and enter into wedlock with one of them, which will seal your doom in endless woe.<br />
Immediately after my graduation I became president of a college, and having on hands the entire collegiate<br />
course, classical and scientific, through which I had passed as a student of the curriculum, I enjoyed a grand<br />
opportunity to review the books and explain them to the classes, thus even making it more profitable than the<br />
post-graduate course, which is the frequent resort of collegiate graduates for their establishment before their<br />
newly accumulated learning will evanesce. Our school was a booming success; meanwhile the people also<br />
seemed delighted and much edified by my preaching.<br />
The great Civil War broke out only one year after our marriage. A terrible battle, the most bloody and<br />
magnitudinous in Kentucky during the entire war, was fought at Perryville, and, of course, superinduced the<br />
utter abandonment of our college, the dispersion of all the people identified with it, and the occupancy of the<br />
building as a Union hospital. Very soon I responded to a call at Russellville, and, whither we migrated,