Long ago, a great missionary, C. T. Studd penned some words that have been a great motivation to me in a life of seeking to take the message of Jesus transforming love to marginalized, outcasts, rejects and lonely people. This was part of what he said.
Some want to live within the sound of church or chapel bell;
I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of hell.
C. T. Studd was born this date, 12/2/1860 in England. He was a missionary to China, pastored in India and served in both Sudan, and Belgian Congo (now called Democratic Republic of the Congo). Charles Thomas Studd, one of England’s more famous cricket players, was converted to Jesus Christ and blessed the world with his mission vision.
He and his wife Priscilla (Stewart) where blessed with four daughters (one of whom married Norman Grubb). Studd died, 7/16/1931, in Belgian Congo.
He also noted that most Christians were self-interested, self-protective and lacking pioneering spirit to change the world.
HEROISM is the lost chord; the missing note of present-day Christianity!
There was an old hymn (parody) he liked to sing as critique of slack Christianity, which said:
“I must be carried to the skies
On a flowery bed of ease,
Let others fight to win the prize,
Or sail thro’ bloody seas.
Mark time, Christian heroes,
Never go to war;
Stop and mind the babies
Playing on the floor.
Wash and dress and feed them
Forty times a week.
Till they’re roly poly—
Puddings so to speak.
Round and round the nursery
Let us ambulate,
Sugar and spice and all that’s nice
Must be on our slate.”
“Thank the good Lord,” said a very fragile, white-haired lady, “God never meant me to be a jellyfish!”
C.T. Studd in The Chocolate Soldier.