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

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and the possessor of an unusually large vocabulary. Some one suggested that Dr. Trimble go on with the service. He did so, and made an off-hand address on the "Rise and History of Methodism." A Peculiar Temptation During all the time that Brother Bresee was Presiding Elder of the Winterset District, he was passing through an awful experience along the line of doubt. To use his own words: "I had a big load of carnality on hand always, but it had taken the form of anger, and pride, and worldly ambition. At last, however, it took the form of doubt. It seemed as though I doubted everything. I thought it was intellectual, and undertook to answer it. I thought that probably I had gone into the ministry so early in life, that I had never answered the great questions of being, and of God, and of destiny and sin and the atonement, and I undertook to answer these great questions. I studied hard to so answer them as to settle the problems which filled my mind with doubt. Over and over again, I suppose a thousand times, I built and rebuilt the system of faith, and laid the foundation of revelation, the atonement, the new birth, destiny, and all that, and tried to assure myself of their truth; I would build a pyramid, and walk a bout it and say: 'It is so. I know it is so. It is in accord with revelation. It is in accord with my intuitions. It is in accord with history and human experience. It is so, and I do not question it.' And I would not get through the assertions of my certainty, before the Devil or something else, would say, 'Suppose it isn't so, after all?' And my doubts would not be any nearer settled than they were before." Appointed To Chariton In the fall of 1866, Brother and Sister Bresee went to Chariton, the county seat of Lucas county. It was a pretty little city of about 3,000 inhabitants. The Methodist church was the strong church of the town, having a good congregation, with some wealth, and a considerable degree of worldliness. Brother Bresee, in narrating this chapter in his career, says that he kept about a quarter of the congregation angry at him all the time, but not the same quarter, as they took turns. He did this by preaching to them about their worldliness and needs, and, to put it in his words, "They seemed peculiarly adapted to not liking it very well." One dear sister said, "He will never get me mad," and the very next Sunday she went home feeling very much offended. He preached to them one morning on their idolatry, and told them that they were worshiping the world, and were without God. At the classmeeting which followed this service, the local preacher, who had been a traveling preacher, but was broken down in health, said that it was very difficult for him to have things properly adjusted; that whatever he did, he did with all his might; and when he went to college, he studied with all his might; and when he preached, he preached with all his might; and now that he was a farmer he farmed with all his might. He concluded his remarks by saying: "If I don't get to heaven, I will be the worst disappointed fellow you ever saw." Is Sanctified Winter came on and they were in the midst of a protracted meeting, but the terrible doubt which tortured Brother Bresee during his Presiding Eldership, continued to plague him. To again quote his words: "There came one of those awful, snowy, windy nights, such as blow across the Western plains occasionally, with the thermometer twenty degrees below zero. Not many were out to church that night. I tried to preach a little, the best I could. I tried to rally the people to the altar, the few that were

there, and went back to the stove, and tried to get somebody to the Lord. I did not find any one. I turned toward the altar; in some way it seemed to me that this was my time, and I threw myself down across the altar and began to pray for myself. I had come to the point where I seemingly could not go on. My religion did not meet my needs. It seemed as though I could not continue to preach with this awful question of doubt on me, and I prayed and cried to the Lord. I was ignorant of my own condition. I did not understand in reference to carnality. I did not understand in reference to the provisions of the atonement. I neither knew what was the matter with me, nor what would help me. But, in my ignorance, the Lord helped me, drew me and impelled me, and, as I cried to Him that night, He seemed to open heaven on me, and gave me, as I believe, the baptism with the Holy Ghost, though I did not know either what I needed, or what I prayed for. But it not only took away my tendencies to worldliness, anger and pride, but it also removed the doubt. For the first time, I apprehended that the conditions of doubt were moral instead of intellectual, and that doubt was a part of carnality that could only be removed as the other works of the flesh are removed." Under the ministry of Brother Bresee, the work at Chariton was fairly prosperous. The Lord gave him more grace, liberty and blessing in every way. He held a good revival meeting with some fruits. It seemed, however, as if there was always a fuss in reference to something. The folks were stirred up about tobacco, or worldliness, or something else. But many friends rallied around them. They met with good success, and the church grew and prospered. As Dr. Bresee put it, "Nobody got sanctified but myself, and I did not know anything about it." There was an uplift of spirituality, and one or two seemed to enter into the experience of full salvation. But, as Brother Bresee preached a more spiritual gospel, there was more antagonism. Hardships The two years pastorate at Chariton was a trying time. When the Bresees went there, they found no proper conditions for a minister's family. As there was no parsonage, they moved into a part of a house, where they had the use of one room and a little bedroom, which had been changed into a kitchen. A young woman of the family, lived in the other room, taught music, and played the piano to the point of distraction. The members of the family, however, were fine people and the mother, Mrs. Mitchell, was a mother in Israel. Her son was a Methodist preacher, who in 1912, was still living in Northwestern Iowa. His name was Bennett Mitchell, and he was then Presiding Elder of the district in which Chariton was located. Often the mother and her daughters would take care of the baby while Mrs. Bresee went to church at night. The room occupied by the Bresees was their bedroom, study, dining room, parlor and everything but the kitchen. They were compelled to make beds on the floor. Bertha Is Born Shortly before leaving Chariton, in the autumn of 1868, their daughter, Bertha, was born. At the beginning of their second year in this place, they secured a cottage with four rooms, where they lived very comfortably, so far as house room was concerned, but they were greatly tried financially, and as Doctor Bresee expressed it: "There never was a time when we had as much difficulty in getting along, and getting something to eat, as during our second year there. I do not know how or why it was, but there was not anything; in the market, and we did not have money to get along with. We

and the possessor of an unusually large vocabulary. Some one suggested that Dr. Trimble go on with<br />

the service. He did so, and made an off-hand address on the "Rise and History of Methodism."<br />

A Peculiar Temptation<br />

During all the time that Brother <strong>Bresee</strong> was Presiding Elder of the Winterset District, he was<br />

passing through an awful experience along the line of doubt. To use his own words: "I had a big load<br />

of carnality on hand always, but it had taken the form of anger, and pride, and worldly ambition. At<br />

last, however, it took the form of doubt. It seemed as though I doubted everything. I thought it was<br />

intellectual, and undertook to answer it. I thought that probably I had gone into the ministry so early<br />

in life, that I had never answered the great questions of being, and of God, and of destiny and sin and<br />

the atonement, and I undertook to answer these great questions. I studied hard to so answer them as<br />

to settle the problems which filled my mind with doubt. Over and over again, I suppose a thousand<br />

times, I built and rebuilt the system of faith, and laid the foundation of revelation, the atonement, the<br />

new birth, destiny, and all that, and tried to assure myself of their truth; I would build a pyramid, and<br />

walk a bout it and say: 'It is so. I know it is so. It is in accord with revelation. It is in accord with my<br />

intuitions. It is in accord with history and human experience. It is so, and I do not question it.' And<br />

I would not get through the assertions of my certainty, before the Devil or something else, would say,<br />

'Suppose it isn't so, after all?' And my doubts would not be any nearer settled than they were before."<br />

Appointed To Chariton<br />

<strong>In</strong> the fall of 1866, Brother and Sister <strong>Bresee</strong> went to Chariton, the county seat of Lucas county.<br />

It was a pretty little city of about 3,000 inhabitants. The Methodist church was the strong church of<br />

the town, having a good congregation, with some wealth, and a considerable degree of worldliness.<br />

Brother <strong>Bresee</strong>, in narrating this chapter in his career, says that he kept about a quarter of the<br />

congregation angry at him all the time, but not the same quarter, as they took turns. He did this by<br />

preaching to them about their worldliness and needs, and, to put it in his words, "They seemed<br />

peculiarly adapted to not liking it very well." One dear sister said, "He will never get me mad," and<br />

the very next Sunday she went home feeling very much offended. He preached to them one morning<br />

on their idolatry, and told them that they were worshiping the world, and were without God. At the<br />

classmeeting which followed this service, the local preacher, who had been a traveling preacher, but<br />

was broken down in health, said that it was very difficult for him to have things properly adjusted;<br />

that whatever he did, he did with all his might; and when he went to college, he studied with all his<br />

might; and when he preached, he preached with all his might; and now that he was a farmer he<br />

farmed with all his might. He concluded his remarks by saying: "If I don't get to heaven, I will be the<br />

worst disappointed fellow you ever saw."<br />

Is Sanctified<br />

Winter came on and they were in the midst of a protracted meeting, but the terrible doubt which<br />

tortured Brother <strong>Bresee</strong> during his Presiding Eldership, continued to plague him. To again quote his<br />

words: "There came one of those awful, snowy, windy nights, such as blow across the Western plains<br />

occasionally, with the thermometer twenty degrees below zero. Not many were out to church that<br />

night. I tried to preach a little, the best I could. I tried to rally the people to the altar, the few that were

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