To my prayer partners from William Bramwell…

“Where this element is too largely missing in Christians and gospel ministers, Bramwell believed, the cause was commonly twofold. First*, the day is not planned that private prayer takes first place. ‘Go to bed earlier’; ‘Spend less time talking to others – never be too long even in the best company’, were his common counsels to fellow preachers. Sometimes he spent unusual lengths of time in prayer  (‘What is so beneficial as a whole night spent in prayer?’), but it is the regular daily times of devotion, he insisted, that are essential.”

(Ian H. Murray, Wesley and Men Who Followed Him, pg. 133, The Banner of Truth Trust, Pennsylvania, 2003)


** The “element” referred to above, was a famouse quote from Bramwell, given as the proceeding paragraph to the above, as follows. 

“The more familiar acquaintance we have with God the more do we partake of him. He that passes by the fire may have some gleams of heat, but he that stands by it has his colour changed. It is not possible that a man should have any long conference with God and be no whit affected. If we are strangers to God it is no wonder that our faces become earthy.”

**I will give his second reason in another post, at another time.

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Love in our church…

He that loveth his brother abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him.
1 John 2 KJV

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The presence of God “in the light!”


“What it is to ‘walk in the light’ is explained by vs. 8-10. ‘All things… are made manifest by the light’ (Eph. 5:13). The presence of God brings the consciousness of sin in the nature (v. 8), and sins in the life (vs. 9, 10). The blood of Christ is the divine provision for both. To walk in the light is to live in fellowship with the Father and the Son. Sin interrupts, but confession restores that fellowship. Immediate confession keeps the fellowship unbroken.

(C. I. Scofield, D.D., note on I John 1:7, given by C. I. Scofield, D.D., and found at the bottom of page 1321 of The Scofield Study Bible. Bold print added for particular emphasis.)

The following is I John 1:7 – 10. (The numbering has been added, and the two necessary actions steps have been underlined, to clarify the simplicity needed for the consistent maintenance of a powerful holy fellowship both with God and amidst his people. Hallelujah!)

  1. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin. 
  2. If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.
  3. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
  4. If we say that we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.


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The Presence of God | Dr. Martyn Lloyd Jones


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November 18, 2016 · 8:15 am

For My Favorite Veteran


Through Christ…


The worldly must admit they’re wrong,

The weakest man is made the strong,

The timid man is made secure, 

The vilest man is made the pure,

The wildest man is cool and tempered,

The forgotten man is much remembered,


And he who prays fights on the field;

Oh, righteous armor, oh, faithful shield,

Oh, let this soldier never yield,

Oh, let this Sword of God I wield,

Through Jesus Christ who saves,

Be evermore that which reveals

Who were the bold, who were the brave.


(Yet still, oh God, its thee I crave!)


(Written by Abel Prudhomme for Ben Griffith on Veteran’s Day, 2016)

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An Autumn Jingle


Farewell to September, and time in the pool;
The summer has ended; my son is in school.
The birds in the north, the bears in the cave,
The people in darkness, the daylight saved.
Vacations vacated, conclusions conclude,
Reports are reported, reviews are reviewed.
The workers are working, the bosses are bossed,
The job hunters hunting, the lost wages lost.
And is there no color in all of this scheme;
Through the clouds that now gather, not one sunny beam?
Is not the wind stronger, is not the snow bright;
Cannot we sleep greater through longer stretched nights?
Count not the years; no, no, my friend,
Count the quarter in thirds and the riddle will end;
Through the mystery of months, through the holidays see
Through the end of the twelve is now these three.
Oh first, poor October, defiled and befooled,
Craftily crafted and craftily ruled
By ghouls in the open who love to be seen
On the day of the Devil, horrible Halloween.
Yet still November still Hell cannot harm;
Still enjoying two words that thy joy prolong;
Untainted two days, twice brought twice bringing
To God and man, thanks and giving!
Now, hark as the shepherds and angels still sing!
Behold, how the Lamb is the Lion is King
Of salvation from sin! Oh, our Savior is here
Come trust in Him now and live new every year!
By Abel Prudhomme, written 9/29/16

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How quick we are to counsel,

How slow to pray and intercede;

How soon the child compassion dies

When the monster pride we feed.


Outside ourselves we have our favorites,

Inside those that we dare disdain;

The entertainment of our selfish tongue,

The plea of some poor other’s pain.


Oh, for a heart that longs to listen,

Oh, for a mouth that loathes to speak,

Oh, for a thousand poems I never write,

Oh, for just one lost soul reached.


  • Written by Abel Prudhomme, 10/11/2016

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