<h2>CHAPTER XVIII</h2>
<h3>A NEW AGENCY NEEDED</h3>
<div class='cap'>"My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your
ways My ways, saith the <span class="smcap">Lord</span>. For as the
heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher
than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts."<SPAN name="FNanchor_3_3" id="FNanchor_3_3"></SPAN><SPAN href="#Footnote_3_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</SPAN>
How true are these words! When the <span class="smcap">Lord</span> is bringing
in great blessing in the best possible way, how oftentimes
our unbelieving hearts are feeling, if not saying, like Jacob
of old, "All these things are against me." Or we are filled
with fear, as were the disciples when the <span class="smcap">Lord</span>, walking on
the waters, drew near to quiet the troubled sea, and to
bring them quickly to their desired haven. And yet mere
common-sense ought to tell us that He, whose way is perfect,
<i>can</i> make no mistakes; that He who has promised to
"perfect that which concerneth" us, and whose minute care
counts the very hairs of our heads, and forms for us our
circumstances, <i>must</i> know better than we the way to forward
our truest interests and to glorify His own Name.</div>
<div class='poem'><br/>
"Blind unbelief is <i>sure</i> to err<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And scan His work in vain;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;"><span class="smcap">God</span> is His own Interpreter,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And He will make it plain."</span><br/></div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</SPAN></span>To me it seemed a great calamity that failure of health
compelled my relinquishing work for <span class="smcap">God</span> in China, just
when it was more fruitful than ever before; and to leave
the little band of Christians in Ningpo, needing much care
and teaching, was a great sorrow. Nor was the sorrow
lessened when, on reaching England, medical testimony
assured me that return to China, at least for years to come,
was impossible. Little did I then realise that the long
separation from China was a necessary step towards the
formation of a work which <span class="smcap">God</span> would bless as He has
blessed the <span class="smcap">China Inland Mission</span>. While in the field,
the pressure of claims immediately around me was so great
that I could not think much of the still greater needs of the
regions farther inland; and, if they were thought of, could
do nothing for them. But while detained for some years in
England, daily viewing the whole country on the large map
on the wall of my study, I was as near to the vast regions
of Inland China as to the smaller districts in which I had
laboured personally for <span class="smcap">God</span>; and prayer was often the only
resource by which the burdened heart could gain any
relief.</p>
<p>As a long absence from China appeared inevitable, the
next question was how best to serve China while in England,
and this led to my engaging for several years, with
the late Rev. F. F. Gough of the C. M. S., in the revision of
a version of the New Testament in the colloquial of Ningpo
for the British and Foreign Bible Society. In undertaking
this work, in my short-sightedness I saw nothing beyond
the use that the Book, and the marginal references, would be
to the native Christians; but I have often seen since that,
without those months of feeding and feasting on the Word
of <span class="smcap">God</span>, I should have been quite unprepared to form, on
its present basis, a mission like the <span class="smcap">China Inland Mission</span>.</p>
<p>In the study of that Divine Word I learned that, to<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</SPAN></span>
obtain successful labourers, not elaborate appeals for help,
but, <i>first</i>, earnest <i>prayer to <span class="smcap">God</span> to thrust forth labourers</i>,
and, <i>second</i>, the deepening of the spiritual life of the
church, so that <i>men should be unable to stay at home</i>, were
what was needed. I saw that the Apostolic plan was not
to raise ways and means, but <i>to go and do the work</i>, trusting
in His sure Word who has said, "Seek ye <i>first</i> the Kingdom
of <span class="smcap">God</span> and His righteousness, and all these things shall be
added unto you."</p>
<p>In the meantime the prayer for workers for <span class="smcap">Cheh-kiang</span>
was being answered. The first, Mr. Meadows, sailed for
China with his young wife in January 1862, through the
kind co-operation and aid of our friend Mr. Berger. The
second left England in 1864, having her passage provided
by the Foreign Evangelisation Society. The third and
fourth reached Ningpo on July 24th, 1865. A fifth soon
followed them, reaching Ningpo in September 1865. Thus
the prayer for the five workers was fully answered; and we
were encouraged to look to <span class="smcap">God</span> for still greater things.</p>
<p>Months of earnest prayer and not a few abortive efforts
had resulted in a deep conviction that <i>a special agency was
essential</i> for the evangelisation of Inland China. At this
time I had not only the daily help of prayer and conference
with my beloved friend and fellow-worker the late Rev. F.
F. Gough, but also invaluable aid and counsel from Mr.
and Mrs. Berger, with whom I and my dear wife (whose
judgment and piety were of priceless value at this juncture)
spent many days in prayerful deliberation. The grave
difficulty of possibly interfering with existing missionary
operations at home was foreseen; but it was concluded
that, by simple trust in <span class="smcap">God</span>, suitable agency might be raised
up and sustained without interfering injuriously with any
existing work. I had also a growing conviction that <span class="smcap">God</span>
would have <i>me</i> to seek from Him the needed workers, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</SPAN></span>
to go forth with them. But for a long time unbelief
hindered my taking the first step.</p>
<p>How inconsistent unbelief always is! I had no doubt
that, if I prayed for workers, "<i>in</i> the Name" of the <span class="smcap">Lord
Jesus Christ</span>, they would be given me. I had no doubt
that, in answer to such prayer, the means for our going
forth would be provided, and that doors would be opened
before us in unreached parts of the Empire. But I had not
then learned to trust <span class="smcap">God</span> for <i>keeping</i> power and grace for
myself, so no wonder that I could not trust Him to keep
others who might be prepared to go with me. I feared that
in the midst of the dangers, difficulties, and trials which
would necessarily be connected with such a work, some who
were comparatively inexperienced Christians might break
down, and bitterly reproach me for having encouraged them
to undertake an enterprise for which they were unequal.</p>
<p>Yet, what was I to do? The feeling of blood-guiltiness
became more and more intense. Simply because I refused
to ask for them, the labourers did not come forward—did
not go out to China—and every day tens of thousands were
passing away to Christless graves! Perishing China so
filled my heart and mind that there was no rest by day,
and little sleep by night, till health broke down. At the
invitation of my beloved and honoured friend, Mr. George
Pearse (then of the Stock Exchange), I went to spend a
few days with him in Brighton.</p>
<p>On Sunday, June 25th, 1865, unable to bear the sight
of a congregation of a thousand or more Christian people
rejoicing in their own security, while millions were perishing
for lack of knowledge, I wandered out on the sands alone,
in great spiritual agony; and there the <span class="smcap">Lord</span> conquered
my unbelief, and I surrendered myself to <span class="smcap">God</span> for this
service. I told Him that all the responsibility as to issues
and consequences must rest with Him; that as His servant,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</SPAN></span>
it was mine to obey and to follow Him—His, to direct, to
care for, and to guide me and those who might labour with
me. Need I say that peace at once flowed into my burdened
heart? There and then I asked Him for twenty-four
fellow-workers, two for each of eleven inland provinces
which were without a missionary, and two for Mongolia;
and writing the petition on the margin of the Bible I had
with me, I returned home with a heart enjoying rest such
as it had been a stranger to for months, and with an assurance
that the <span class="smcap">Lord</span> would bless His own work and that I
should share in the blessing. I had previously prayed, and
asked prayer, that workers might be raised up for the eleven
then unoccupied provinces, and thrust forth and provided
for, but had not surrendered myself to be their leader.</p>
<p>About this time, with the help of my dear wife, I wrote
the little book, <i>China's Spiritual Need and Claims</i>.
Every paragraph was steeped in prayer. With the help of
Mr. Berger, who had given valued aid in the revision of
the manuscript, and who bore the expense of printing an
edition of 3000 copies, they were soon put in circulation.
I spoke publicly of the proposed work as opportunity permitted,
specially at the Perth and Mildmay Conferences of
1865, and continued in prayer for fellow-workers, who were
soon raised up, and after due correspondence were invited
to my home, then in the East of London. When one
house became insufficient, the occupant of the adjoining
house removed, and I was able to rent it; and when that
in its turn became insufficient, further accommodation was
provided close by. Soon there were a number of men and
women under preparatory training, and engaging in evangelistic
work which tested in some measure their qualifications
as soul-winners.</p>
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