The Circuit Riding Preacher

~*~ Peacemaker Circuit Riding Preacher ~*~
Brother,Callaway; has traveled the country on a quest to see the Lost won to Christ sence 1986 In a covered wagon. Most of our efforts have centered in Southern New Mexico,Arizona,and Texas. " Sister Cari "


The Circuit Riding Preacher

Verse 1
The Circuit Riding Preacher rides throughout the land
with a rifle on his saddle and a bible in his hand.
He's God's voice for truth and justice, in a land of pain and hurt
and the blue sky above is his church.

Verse 2
The circuit riding preacher rides through the mire and mud
he preached the way to heaven is by water and the blood.
He baptised in the river like the prophet John of old
and his story deserves to be told.

Verse 3
In a brush arbor sanctuary, with evangelistic fervor
He preached the word of God as the Holy Spirit hovered.
There's still an old plank alter stained by the tears of men as the Lord washed away their sins.

Verse 4
He preached in old brush arbors and school houses on Sunday And when the sun came up he was hard at work on Monday. Trying to make a living because the offerings were so small That he hardly received anything at all.

Verse 5
As you are sitting in your churches and the light comes shinning through the picturesque stained windows with it's spectacular colorful hues.
Just remember the old time preacher man who made a way for you to enjoy Sunday worship in your comfortable padded pews!

Francis Asbury
Francis Asbury (1745 - 1816), the founding bishop of American Methodism, set the pace. He traveled 270,000 miles and preached 16,000 sermons as he traveled the circuits. Peter Cartwright (1785-1872) described the life of the circuit- rider.

He wrote in his Autobiography: "A Methodist preacher, when he felt that God had called him to preach, instead of hunting up a college or Biblical Institute, hunted up a hardy pony, and some traveling apparatus, and with his library always at hand, namely, a Bible, Hymn book, and Discipline, he started, and with a text that never wore out nor grew stale, he cried, 'Behold, the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sin of the world.'

In this way he went through storms of wind, hail, snow, and rain; climbed hills and mountains, traversed valleys, plunged through swamps, swollen streams, lay out all night, wet, weary, and hungry, held his horse by the bridle all night, or tied him to a limb, slept with his saddle blanket for a bed, his saddle-bags for a pillow.

Often he slept in dirty cabins, ate roasting ears for bread, drank butter-milk for coffee; took deer or bear meat, or wild turkey, for breakfast, dinner, and supper. This was old-fashioned Methodist preacher fare and fortune."

Brother Harwood
Brother Harwood in New Mexico, when asking how to begin his work, was told: "Get your pony shod. Then start out northward via Fort Union, Cimarron, and Red River until you meet a Methodist coming this way... thence westward and eastward until you meet other Methodist preachers coming this way. All this will be your work....I saw at once that I had a big field."

PROCLAIMING, THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE, JESUS CHRIST.
Evangelist, Jimmy Callaway.
Cowboy 4 Christ Ministry.

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