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From The Editor
There was a knock on the door of my study early last December. Upon my invitation, a familiar face peeked inside. It was the wife of one of my seminary colleagues. After extending her typically warm greeting she said: “Christmas is just around the corner, and I’d like to get my husband something he would really enjoy reading. Any suggestions?” Knowing that my brilliant brother’s proclivity for nightstand reading includes such tomes as Justification And Variegated Nomism and The Old Testament Pseudepigrapha, I immediately suggested a biography (with pictures, no less!). I told his wife of a book that, some fifteen years ago, proved to be a means of great influence in my life: the two-volume edition of George Whitefield by Arnold Dallimore. Well, it turned out to be a Merry Christmas. She purchased the book for her husband . . . he subsequently devoured it. To my delight he said to me: “It is the best biography I’ve ever read”—echoing my own sentiments. Recently, we were engaged in a discussion regarding theology and ministry. As our conversation drew to a close, I attempted to summarize my convictions in a way I knew he would uniquely appreciate: “I want to be a man like Whitefield.” My colleague grinned and replied immediately: “I have the very same aspiration.” But it made me wonder: “What does this aspiration say about us—my friend and me? Is this certifiable proof of our pastoral irrelevance?” Moreover, it makes me wonder: “Is this shocking to you?” You say, “Not when it comes from such ministry-Neanderthals as you two guys!” Okay . . . so we’re not Doug Pagitt and Rob Bell. Consider, however, a more substantial endorsement from a far more compelling ministry-Neanderthal:
But, again, you may ask: “Why George Whitefield? Why would any contemporary minister look to this 18th century man as a model worthy of emulation?” A number of relevant reasons could be cited, but among the most obvious are the following:
In fact, to be more precise, it is this final quality that defines Whitefield most ultimately—in that it was his radical preoccupation with the gospel that supplied the theological foundation and evangelical motivation for the other defining features of his ministry. He never allowed the gospel to be relegated to the periphery—that is, to regard it as indispensable to the inception of the Christian life, only then to assume it with regard to the ongoing perseverance of people. The gospel, for Whitefield, was central to everything he preached and the basis for every ministry he undertook. So . . . should we aspire to be contemporary expressions of Whitefield? Absolutely. Positively. I am unashamedly greedy for such pastors. But why? Is it because the well-being of the American evangelical church lies in a return to an earlier epoch in church history? A renaissance, perhaps, of the Puritan experiment? Is it because there are no present-day models of ministry worthy of our consideration? The answer to both of these questions is an unequivocal “no.” Rather, we should aspire to be like Whitefield because of what we learn from reading Whitefield: that there can be no hope for genuine reformation or revival until we bring our ministries under the magnificent tyranny of the gospel. To pose the same idea in the form of a question: How can we ever authentically anticipate the fresh outpouring of the Christocentric Spirit—so indispensable to renewal—until our agendas for ministry correspond to His . . . an agenda inexorably aimed at glorifying Jesus Christ? This is no small matter, my friends. At the risk of oversimplification, everything can be distilled down to this simple test: Will we be Christian in our pastoral preoccupations?
For those of you who know me, it is no surprise that I now passionately commend to you this issue of The Spurgeon Fellowship Journal—“The Centrality Of The Gospel.” I do so for the simple reason that I long for a reformation that can only be the consequence of a decided return to the gospel. My dear brothers, I write it here, now, and without ambiguity: I am praying for you to become a company of Whitefields. I am asking God to make us a company of Whitefields. Can you imagine the benefit to our congregations—and to the entire world—were the Lord of the Church to transform us into a company of Whitefields? Listen to the words of a man who knows . . . another Whitefield:
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