Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org

Pasadena
Among others who united with the Church of the Nazarene at the General Assembly, in October,
1905, was Rev. J. W. Goodwin, now one of the General Superintendents of the church at large. He
became the pastor of the little band at Pasadena, and was greatly blessed and used of God in that
work. In the Nazarene Messenger of February 22,1906, he makes a glowing report of the presence
and power of God in the services, convicting and converting sinners, and sanctifying believers.
Rev. H. Orton Wiley united with the Church of the Nazarene at the time of the sessions of the
General Assembly in 1905, and in February, 1906, he was called to be associate pastor of the church
in Berkeley. He was used of God in this work, taking advantage of the opportunity to carry on his
studies, taking a regular theological course, and at the same time familiarizing himself with other
branches which were included in the curriculum of the state university.
At the end of three years, he left Berkeley to take charge of the little, struggling band in San Jose,
California. After spending a year in this hard field, he became Dean of the Deets Pacific Bible
College, a position which he filled with great faithfulness and ability for several years. Still later he
was elected to the presidency of the Nazarene University.
On The Wing
On March 2, 1906, Dr. Bresee, accompanied by Mrs. Bresee, left Los Angeles for Oakland, to
dedicate the new church building, and to hold a week of meetings in connection with the District
Assembly of the San Francisco District. I quote in part from his narrative of the trip:
"We sat down our full weight in the Pullman. and laid our head back and rested. No one but he
who has experienced it, can realize what it means to have the line of separation drawn between you
and the thousand things which call and press on every side both night and day. It is a great blessing
to be full of cares for the precious work of Jesus, and for those who are His own. To be surrounded
by open doors; with privileges and possibilities drawing on every side; to be impelled with the hope
of comforting the afflicted, of bringing some ministry to the sorrowing; or to stand by the coffins of
the dead; or to bid some stranger a glad welcome; or to put forth some effort to try to help students
preparing for this great work; or to write some word of full salvation for some hungry heart; or to
gladly delve into the Word for a fresh message from the heart of Him who continually says: 'Come
unto me and I will give you rest.' To be separated from all this, and the multitude of things which
continually press, by telephone, telegraph, and mail, and to feel that, though you love it all, for a little
it is all separated, and that no privilege or possibility of that kind awaits you, and that you can sit
down, and for a short time abandon yourself to God and rest, is rest indeed.
"The fields and hillsides are delightfully green. It is the second day of March, but so far as
appearances go, it might be a day in early June. The skies are deepest azure, flecked with silver
clouds; the air is fresh and balmy. As we draw near the mountains and the tunnels, the rocks, melted
and worn by rain and sunshine, are formed into curious, grotesque shapes, full of interest. For once,
we go to bed early; if there may not be continuous sleep, this seems the way to make the most of the
hours of rest. The morning dawns for us at San Jose, and at 9 o'clock we are at San Francisco, where