The sword is, as it were, consecrated to God; and the art of war becomes a part of our religion.” –Samuel Davies

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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Backus Defends Religious Liberty

        Not only was the 18th century American Baptist minister Isaac Backus a great defender of Gospel truth, he was also a great defender of religious liberty in a free society.  He was appointed as a representative of the Warren Association to present the grievances of the non-Bostonian Baptists to the civil leadership of the colonies.  Here in this letter Backus brings a London friend up to speed on what was happening to those who opposed the Congregationalist majority tyranny in Massachusetts.  (Look for the mention of our missionary friend David Jones!)

       The following letter to the Rev. Dr. Stennett, of London, describes the immediate results of the circular just given:

"MIDDLEBORO', Oct. 9, 1773.

       "Rev. And Dear Sir: As our Association have chosen me to be their agent here, in the room of our beloved friend, Mr. John Davis, deceased, I am set down to write you some answer to yours of Aug. 6, 1772, addressed to him.  The ill state of his health had induced him to return to Pennsylvania before it arrived at Boston; it was sent after him, but I suppose never reached him.  For, with Mr. David Jones, he set out on a visit to the western Indians, but was taken sick near the Ohio, and after an illness of three weeks, died there, the 13th of last December, in the thirty-sixth year of his age.  A very just character was given him from Philadelphia, in which are these words:  'He was an entertaining companion, possessed of uncommon calmness of temper. In preaching, he endeavored to reach the understanding of his audience.  Educated in the genuine principles of liberty, born under one of the happiest of civil constitutions, he felt with the keenest sensibility for the oppressed, and when his duty called, with a manly and virtuous boldness he defended them.'  This is a true sketch of the character of that valuable friend we mourn the loss of.
       "Pennsylvania, his native colony, enjoys that religious liberty which he soon found the want of here.  Upon search, he found that our charter gives equal religious liberty as well as theirs, and that what is called the religious establishment in this Province stands only upon some laws made by the Congregationalists to support their way, which [laws] happened not to be timely discovered by the powers at home, but [which] are really in their nature contrary to our charter.  And when they tried to call a Provincial Synod in 1725, an express was sent from the British court against it, in which it was declared that their way was not established here.  Therefore Mr. Davis judged it to be our duty to strike more directly at the root of our oppressions than we had before done.
       "And though he is taken from us, yet the cause remains the same; and last May our committee were called together at Boston, when we had late accounts of the sufferings of our brethren in sundry places and in violation of the Pedobaptists' own laws; upon which we wrote to all our churches to consider and to give their mind upon the affair.  Accordingly, they sent in their thoughts to our association at Medfield, Tuesday, September 7th; and though we were agreed that our Legislature had no right to impose religious taxes upon us, yet some doubted the expediency of our now refusing any compliance with their laws in that respect; and since we were not all of a judgment in this case, they stood against our coming to any vote upon it, lest our want of union therein should give an advantage to our adversaries.  Thus matters labored all day Wednesday, until many of the brethren became very uneasy about being thus held back.  But on Thursday morning, Mr. Stillman, who had been against our coming to a vote, brought in the following paper, which was unanimously adopted:
       1. That the mind of the association respecting giving or not giving certificates, be taken by written vote, in order to confine the difference which subsists among us on this matter, in the association.
       2. That those churches that agree to neglect the law for the future, shall, in a spirit of meekness, plead as the reason, that they cannot, in conscience, countenance any human laws that interfere in the management of the kingdom of Christ, which is not of this world.
       3. That the churches which think it expedient to give certificates for the present, be advised by letter how many are of a contrary mind, and be desired to consider the matter against the next association, and to unite with their brethren if possible.
       4. That the churches allow each other entire liberty, without any hard thoughts one of another.
       5. That all the churches which shall be called to suffer through the year, shall transmit an account of such sufferings to their agent, to be made use of by him as may be thought best to subserve the common cause.
       6. That our true state, with what we have transacted at this association, be sent to our agents in England, and their opinion be requested by the next meeting of the churches.
       7. That if any are called to suffer, their sister churches be applied to, to assist them in their trouble.
       "When we came to act upon the first of these articles, there appeared thirty-four elders and brethren against giving any more certificates, six for it, and three at a loss how to act.  Then it was voted by all that an appeal to the public, which I had read in part to them, should be examined by our committee and then published.  And our association was dismissed in a very comfortable and happy manner, and all seemed well pleased with what was done.  The following week our committee met at Boston and deliberately examined and approved of our appeal, a copy of which I now send you.  We were privately encouraged in this attempt for religious liberty by several members of both houses of our great General Court; and the state of people's minds of various ranks through New England is such that I cannot but hope to obtain our freedom without a necessity of appealing to his Majesty.  The use of force in religious affairs is become odious to great numbers besides our own denomination, and that is increasing very fast.
       "Thus, dear sir, I have given you as concise and just an account of our state as I can; and we request the best advice from yourself, Dr. Slewalen and Mr. Wallin, that you can give us.  We are greatly obliged to you all for the friendship and favors you have already shown us, especially concerning the case of Ashfield, for which we hope and pray that God may abundantly reward you.
       "By the printed minutes I send you, it appears that we have one thousand one hundred and sixty-one church members in our association, and I suppose there are full as many more within the Provinces of Massachusetts and New Hampshire only; which are but two of the four governments of New England; and full two-thirds of all those have been baptized within these seventeen years; and the abundant evidence I have that the pure doctrines of grace set home by the power of the divine Spirit, have been the cause of it, affords me unspeakable satisfaction.  Brother Hinds, who lives nine miles south of me, has been favored with a glorious visitation this year, and he has baptized four more since the meeting of the association.  In such a new state and rapid increase of churches, you, sir, must be sensible that we stand in great need of the best assistance that can be had.  I therefore hope for some from yourself and brethren to be communicated to

                                                    Your unworthy brother in gospel bonds,

                                                               Isaac Backus." 

       The "appeal" mentioned in this letter was a pamphlet of sixty-two pages.  After a preface designed to show that civil government is conducive and even necessary to individual freedom, it lays down the position "that God has appointed two kinds of government in the world, which are distinct in their nature and ought never to be confounded together; one of which is called civil, the other ecclesiastical government," and then proceeds in the first section to specify "some essential points of difference between them."  The next section shows how "civil and ecclesiastical affairs are blended together among us, to the depriving of many of God's people of that liberty of conscience which he has given them."  At the close of this section an injurious reproach is thus noticed: "Though many of us have expended ten or twenty times as much in setting up and supporting that worship which we believe to be right, as it would have cost us to have continued in the fashionable way, yet we are often accused of being covetous for dissenting from that way, and refusing to pay more money out of our little incomes, to uphold men from whom we receive no benefit but rather abuse."  Section third gives a brief account of what the Baptists had suffered under the existing laws and of their reasons for refusing any active compliance with them.  These reasons, directed chiefly against the giving of certificates, were substantially as follows:  1. "Because to give certificates implies an acknowledgment that civil rulers have a right to set up one religious sect above another; which they have not.  2. Because civil rulers are not representatives in religious matters, and therefore have no right to impose religious taxes.  3. Because such practice emboldens the actors therein to assume God's prerogative; and to judge the hearts of those who do not put into their mouths.  4. Because the church is to be presented as a chaste virgin to Christ; and to place her trust and love upon any other for temporal support, is playing the harlot, and so the way to destroy all religion.  5. Because the practice tends to envy, hypocrisy, and confusion, and so to the ruin of civil society."  1

       This put the Baptists in a difficult spot.  Their Congregationalist oppressors were infringing on their liberty of conscience by compelling them by force of civil law to provide financially for the state church with which they had some theological disagreement.  Yet they were hesitant to reach out to London for redress since they were also in agreement with their fellow countrymen in resisting the usurpations of the mother country.  What to do?  Lord willing in my next post we’ll begin to look at Backus’ efforts in defense of religious liberty.

Christ, not man, is King!
Dale

1)      Alvah Hovey, A Memoir of the Life and Times of the Rev. Isaac Backus, A.M. (Boston, MA: Gould and Lincoln, 1859), p. 190-5.




Thursday, February 14, 2013

Winter Travel on the Ohio River

       In my last blog post of the story of David Jones’ travels through the Ohio country he was just lamenting the passing of his friend, the Rev. John Davis.  That’s where we pick up the story now.

       No scene of life past at that time more affected me than the death of Mr. Davis; but since that, met with something that touched my soul more to the life, as will appear at the close of this journal. At this time my health was greatly impaired, and now having lost my good friend, had thoughts of returning home.  While ruminating on this subject, a canoe came along bound for the Shawannee towns. It partly belonged to Mr. John Irwine, an Indian trader, with whom I was acquainted. It was 60 feet in length, and at least 3 feet in breadth; fitted out with six hands and deeply loaden [sic]. The name of the chief hand is James Kelly, who offered to take me along.  Resolved to go, supposing that travelling by water might be a means of restoring health; hoping also that I might meet with my interpreter.
       December 27 [1772], in the morning parted with my brother and other friends, committing the event to Providence; set out in my voyage to the Shawannee towns. The weather was snowy and severe, yet being lapped up in blankets received no damage.  At night encamped on the west side of Ohio, and by the assistance of a large fire, slept more comfortably than could be imagined, by those who are strangers to such lodging.
       Monday 28, the wind blowing from the S. made the river so rough, that most part of the day it was impossible to travel.  It is said by the traders, that the wind almost universally blows up Ohio, especially in winter, nor do I remember it otherwise: if this continues to be the case, it must be of great advantage to trade on this river. Perhaps it would puzzle the greatest philosopher to assign a natural cause for the wind's blowing up this stream in the winter; but it is plain Providence has so ordered it.  At evening Mr. Kelly concluded, that as the wind abated, it was duty to continue at the oars all night: therefore we set out, and it was thought by morning we were about eight miles below the little Canhawa.  This night was severely cold—the canoe was loaded near eighteen inches above its sides; on this was my lodging. Though well furnished with blankets, was afraid my feet would have been frozen.  It may be well supposed that thoughts of sleep in such apparent danger were not the most pleasing; for moving a few inches in sleep, would have made the bottom of Ohio to be my bed.  Many thoughts arose in my mind what might be the event: at last believing that God had a command of my thoughts in sleep, and could keep me from dreaming or starting in my sleep, committed all into his hand, and slept without fear.  In the morning found myself safely preserved, through the care of him whose tender mercies are over all the works of his hands. 1

       I can almost imagine myself on that canoe, piled high with supplies, lying on the top, covered in blankets.  Having done some cold weather camping myself, I can attest to the fact that the feet are the hardest part of the body to keep warm.  Keep your feet warm and the task of keeping the rest of your body warm becomes much easier.  Added to the difficulty of staying warm is the necessity of staying still.  Like Jones I would be worried about tossing and turning right off the edge of that canoe and right into the river!  How little do we really trust in our great God to watch over us?

       Tuesday 5 [January, 1773], the water being deep, the men rowed the canoe about six or seven miles, and were obliged to encamp—I went myself on land and killed some turkies for provisions.
       Wednesday  6, moved slowly—spent some time in getting poles for the canoe—the wood used is called paupaw, it is very light, and bears a kind of fruit in shape resembling a cucumber, but too luscious  for some stomachs.  This night our lodging was bad, occasioned by rain.
       Thursday 7, as the canoe was poled up the stream, for the advantage of killing game, chose to walk on land; but mistaking the way that the river turned, lost myself on the largest walnut bottom that ever I met with before.  After some time, found myself mistaken—what added to my surprise, night approached, and the sun did not shine.  After ruminating on my case, and recollecting the courses I came, concluded that I knew which way the west lay; therefore set off and run over several bad places, till at last the top of a very high hill appeared.  Exhilarated with the view, with not a little speed to this my course was bent; but before it was ascended far, had the pleasing prospect of the river, yet was at a loss to determine whether the canoe was below or above me.  Went first up the stream, some times whistling, and at other times hollowing till discouraged—then returned down the stream for some miles, till I was satisfied that they were above me—thence returning up again, expecting, little else than to be left in this solitary wilderness, with no provisions, and little amunition [sic] to kill any: but while musing thus, heard them fire at their camp for me.  Returned the report, firing as I went; but as the wind blew towards me, they heard me not, though happily their guns were always heard. With as much speed as the darkness of the night would permit, being directed by their continual firing, at last arrived safe at the camp, and was received joyfully; for their distress seemed greater than mine, lest some evil had befallen me, and they should bear the blame. This day passed a large creek on the west side of Siota, and several small ones on the east side.  2

       I can’t say that I’ve ever been truly lost in the woods.  Jones’ predicament would have been far worse than most anything we would face today.  Yes, he had a gun and some powder and some ammunition but he carried with him no extra provisions.  This is the winter, after all, and Jones would have been all alone in a land that presented him with a hostile environment if not hostile native tribes.  One shouldn’t mistake Jones for a mere “city slicker.”  He seemed to be able to handle himself pretty well in the wilderness, but his real deliverance came from God.  Even so, in our own lives we often fool ourselves into thinking that our own arm brings us deliverance.  Father, forgive us!

Christ, not man, is King!
Dale

1)      David Jones, A Journal of Two Visits Made to Some Nations of Indians on the West Side of the River Ohio in the Years 1772 and 1773 (Burlington, NJ: Isaac Collins, 1774), p. 27-8.
2)      Ibid., p. 33-4.


Saturday, February 9, 2013

An Untimely Passing

       In our last post we left David Jones speaking with some Indians at Ft. Pitt in the summer of 1772.  We’ll pick up his story there.

       July 28, parting with all friends at Fort Pitt; set out for the Jerseys; passed through the settlement of Monongehela, preaching in various places; came to my own house in the latter end of August; found all well, through the kind providence of God, who doth always preserve us through all the dangers of life.
       Health was so much impaired by the great fatigue of this journey, that it was with reluctance a second was undertook; but fearing the bad consequences of disappointing the Indians, was resolved to proceed on all events. Left my house and family on the 26th of October all well, but alas! all of them I never saw more. My parting at this time went so to my heart, that it seemed as if this journey should finish my days on earth. It was like death itself, but for my word's sake would go: but had it been known how little in reality the Indians cared for my visit, might have contented myself at home.
       For the conveniency [sic] of carrying provisions, and as a defence against storms, went this time in a covered wagon [sic], in company with a person desirous to see the new country, with a view of settling there. Our carriage rendered our journey less expeditious, and in the event proved considerable loss to me; for the axletree broke in the Allegini [sic] mountain, going down to the Great Crossings—parted with it on such disadvantageous terms, that about five pounds loss was sustained. Met with discouragements also while in Philadelphia, for there some money was expected to pay my interpreter, but none could be had, only one gentleman, as I parted with him, put three or four dollars in my hand. Some were so good as to trust me a small sum in such goods as were necessary for my journey.—It filled me with some astonishment to see professed christians so unconcerned about the conversion of the heathens! When the Son of Man cometh, shall he find faith on earth!
       Messieurs [John] Baynton and [George] Morgan were kind enough to furnish me with some necessaries for my journey, and it is hoped that it will not incur displeasure to give credit for their generosity. We travelled so slow, and could make so little way over the Allegini [sic] mountain, that we arrived not to Redstone till November 17.

      How hard it must be for all missionaries, who leave home and family not knowing whether or not they will see them again in this life.  Certainly the faithful minister of the Gospel will go forth trusting in the all-benevolent God whom he serves, but what discouragements must he overcome in his work?  Even Jones admits here that the Indians he was laboring and suffering to serve seemed to be generally indifferent to his work.  Added to that is the further frustration of the lack of support for the work from fellow Christians back home.  Praise God for Christian businessmen! Baynton and Morgan were from the firm of Baynton, Wharton & Morgan which was based in Philadelphia and was actively engaged in the trans-Appalachian trade amongst the various native tribes and others.  Whatever their motivations for supporting Jones may have been, at least they were willing to spend some money in promoting his work.  Are we supporting the work of foreign or domestic missions in our day?

        A few days before me the Revd. John Davis came here [Redstone], intending to go with me to Ohio.    It surprised me to see him so much impaired in his health.  Conversed, and found him resolved to go with me, at least as far as Ohio.  Endeavoured to dissuade him from his purpose, fearing the event, (which in time came to pass) but could not prevail; therefore consented, intending submission to the will of God.   When we came to the house of my interpreter, found that some time before our arrival he had, in company with some Delaware Indians, gone far down Ohio; he left word that I might find him about the Shawannee towns, or some where along Ohio.  This was very discouraging, as I knew of none so well qualified as himself to answer my purpose.  Excited with hopes of finding him, in company with Mr. Davis and some more, set out for the river Ohio; but by high waters, and bad stormy weather, our journey was so retarded that we arrived not to Ohio till Dec. 2.  When we came to the house of Dr. James McMechen, formerly neighbour to Mr. Davis, he seemed to forget his complaints, and his heart was exhilarated upon feeing his old acquaintance, and the river Ohio, after such a tedious journey. But alas! dear man, his time was short, for on the  13th day of said month, he departed  this life, and left me his remains to commit to the earth. My distress was not small on this occasion, for materials to make a coffin, and a spade to dig the grave.  Was relieved by hearing that in a cabin at some distance there were some sawed boards, and a spade could be had in going about eight miles.  Having got the materials, and assisted by a man a little used to tools, made him a coffin.  Happily I had carried some nails with me, so that he was buried with some decency.  During the time of his illness, he was very submissive to the will of God; and was so far from the fear of death, that he was often heard to say, "Oh! that the fatal blow was struck!"  He had a complication of disorders, and all medicines used either by Dr. McMechen or myself seemed to have none effect.  When he drew near his last, he was very delirious, and could give few rational answers, tho' he still knew me, and would always have me by him, till all senses failed.  To compose him a little, gave him a strong anodyne, which had so much effect, that for about fifteen minutes he enjoyed the use of his reason.  In this time he told me, that he firmly believed the locality of heaven—that in a little time he expected to be with Christ, and see and know him as he is now known and as he is not known.  He said his faith in his Saviour was unshaken.  Then he made as humble addresses to God, as ever I heard drop from mortal lips.  Soon after his delirium returned, and never remitted more.  On the 13th of December 1772, being the Lord's day, about an hour and an half before the sun set, this great man took his final departure from this world of sorrows.  Alas! what devastations and destruction has sin brought upon the human race! that the wise, the reverend head must return to dust! and can we who are alive, love so merciless an enemy! forbid it Lord!—Mr. Davis, it is well known, was a great scholar, possessed of a good judgment, and very retentive memory. He had truly a great soul, and despised any thing that was little or mercenary.  In our journey he told me one reason why he left Boston was, because he abhorred a dependent life and popularity: that if God continued him, he intended to settle in this new country, where he could preach the gospel of his Saviour freely. His address, in all his religious, performances was easy, sweet and pleasing: his private conversation both informing and engaging; though at times he was a little reserved, yet it was only when not suited. And what exceeds all, I believe he was a humble disciple of our blessed Saviour. In this point, was more confirmed by conversing with him in our journey, than what I had been in any part of former acquaintance.
       Being conscious that poetry is not my gift, yet as the following verses are expressive of Mr. Davis's faith, thought it not amiss to insert them here, as an epitaph to that worthy man, viz.
How learn'd, how fam'd, now avails me not!
By whom admir'd, or by whom begot!
Ohio's bank my body now confines
In safe repose, till Christ in triumph shines;
But when the last trump's alarming sound
Shall shake the foundations of the ground:
And Christ in full glory shall descend.
The rights of pure justice to defend:
Then in bright honour shall this body rise.
To meet my dearest Lord up in the skies.
       The remains of this worthy man are interred near a brook, at the north end of the level land adjacent to Grave Creek: about sixteen feet N. of his grave stands a large blackoak tree; on this the name of Mr. Davis, the date of the year, and day of the month, are cut with my tommehock [tomahawk]. This is the present monument; but Dr. McMechen intended a tomb for him. He was the first white man buried in this part of the country, but not long after a child was laid by him. Here a Baptist meeting-house is designed, as the most central place in this part of the country. 2

       What trials David Jones passed through at this time!  He was separated from home, suffering privations in the wilderness and now even bereft of the company of a fellow Christian.  Imagine not only having to bury a friend but having to travel some distance just to obtain the tools necessary for doing the job!  Through all this Jones’ faith remains strong.  Lord, may the same be said for us; may we also be found faithful in spite of our various trials.

Christ, not man, is King!
Dale

1)      David Jones, A Journal of Two Visits Made to Some Nations of Indians on the West Side of the River Ohio in the Years 1772 and 1773 (Burlington, NJ: Isaac Collins, 1774), p. 21-3.
2)      Ibid., p. 23-6.