~* BLEST BE THE TIE THAT BINDS *~
John Fawcett, 1740-1817
He that loveth his brother abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him.
I John 2:10
"We just cannot break the ties of affection that bind us to you dear friends." As Mary Fawcett assured the little congregation at Wainsgate, England, of the bond of
love that she and her husband felt for the poor peasant parishioners, Pastor John decided to express his feelings in a poem about the value of Christian fellowship.
The following Sunday, John Fawcett preached from Luke 12:15: "A man's life consists not in the abundance of the things he possesses." He closed his sermon by
reading his new poem, "Brotherly Love".
At the age of 26, John Fawcett and his new bride, Mary, began their ministry at an impoverished Baptist church in Wainsgate. After seven years of devoted service
in meager circumstances, they received a call to the large and influential Carter's Lane Baptist Church in London. After the wagons were loaded for the move, the
Fawcetts met their tearful church family for a final farewell.
"John, I cannot bear to leave. I know not how to go!"
"Nor can I either," said the saddened pastor. "We shall remain here with our people." The order was then given to unload the wagons.
John and Mary Fawcett carried on their faithful ministry in the little village of Wainsgate for a total of 54 years. Their salary was estimated to be never more than the
equivalent of $200.00 a year, despite Fawcett's growing reputation as an outstanding evangelistic preacher, scholar, and writer. Among his noted writings was an
essay, "Anger", which became a particular favorite of King George III. It is reported that the monarch promised Pastor Fawcett any benefit that could be conferred.
But the offer was declined with this statement: "I have lived among my own people, enjoying their love; God has blessed my labors among them, and I need nothing
which even a king could supply." Such was the man who gave us these loving words.
Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like that to that above.
Before our Fatherís throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one
Our comforts and our cares.
We share each otherís woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.
This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way;
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.
From sorrow, toil and pain,
And sin, we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.
*For Today*: Psalm 133; Matthew 18:20; John 13:34 & 35; Hebrews 13:1
Appreciate anew your Christian friends and fellow church members. Seek to show, as John Fawcett did, a loving concern for the needs of others.
Music: The Cyber Hymnal
Taken from Amazing Grace -- 366 Inspiring Hymn Stories for Daily Devotions © Copyright 1990 by Kenneth W. Osbeck. Published by Kregel Publications, Grand Rapids, MI. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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