George
Whitefield
· BORN: December 16, 1714 - Gloucester, England
· DIED: September 30, 1770 - Newburyport, Massachusetts
· LIFE SPAN: 55 years, 9 months, 14 days
In the 1700s, God raised a twenty two year old boy, George
Whitefield, for sending the revival fire to England and America. He was a man of prayer, a man of
compassion, and a man of true humility. From his first message after his
ordination until the end of his life, he maintained one goal: winning
souls. He was called “The Awakener” and
“The Fire-Bringer”.
George Whitefield was the most traveled
preacher of the gospel up to his time and many feel he was the greatest
evangelist of all time. Making 13 trips across the Atlantic Ocean was a feat in
itself, for it was during a time when sea travel was primitive. This meant he
spent over two years of his life traveling on water -- 782 days. However, his
diligence and sacrifice helped turn two nations back to God. Jonathan Edwards
was stirring things up in New England, and John Wesley was doing the same in
England. Whitefield completed the trio of men humanly responsible for the great
awakening on both sides of the Atlantic. He spent about 24 years of ministry in
the British Isles and about nine more years in America, speaking to some ten
million souls.
It is said his voice could be heard a mile away, and his open-air preaching reached as many as 100,000 in one gathering! His crowds were the greatest ever assembled to hear the preaching of the gospel before the days of amplification and, if we might add, before the days of advertising.
He was born in the Bell Inn where his father, Thomas, was a wine merchant and innkeeper. The father died when George was two. George was the youngest of seven children. His widowed mother, Elizabeth (born in 1680), struggled to keep the family together. When the lad was about ten his mother remarried, but it was not a happy union. Childhood measles left him squint-eyed the rest of his life. When he was twelve he was sent to the St. Mary de Crypt Grammar School in Gloucester. There he had a record of truancy but also a reputation as an actor and orator.
At about 15 years of age George persuaded his mother to let him leave school because he would never make much use of his education -- so he thought! He spent time working in the inn.
Hidden in the back of his mind was a desire to
preach. At night George sat up and read the Bible. Mother was visited by an
Oxford student who worked his way through college and this report encouraged
both mother and George to plan for college. He returned to grammar school to
finish his preparation to enter Oxford, losing about one year of school.
When he was 17 he entered Pembroke College at
Oxford in November, 1732. He was gradually drawn from former sinful
associates, and after a year, he met John and Charles Wesley and joined the
Holy Club. Charles Wesley loaned him a book, The Life of God in the Soul of
Man. This book -- plus a severe sickness which resulted because of long and
painful periods of spiritual struggle -- finally resulted in his conversion.
This was in 1735. He said many years later:
“I know the place...Whenever I go to Oxford, I cannot help running to the spot where Jesus Christ first revealed him- self to me, and gave me the new birth”.
Many days and weeks of fasting, and all the other
tortures to which he had exposed himself so undermined his health that he was
never again a well man. Because of poor health, he left school in May, 1735,
and returned home for nine months of
recuperation. However, he was far from idle, and his activity attracted the
attention of Dr. Benson, who was the bishop of
Gloucester. He announced he would gladly ordain Whitefield as a deacon.
Whitefield returned to Oxford in March of 1736 and on June 20, 1736, Bishop
Benson ordained him. He placed his hands upon his head -- whereupon George
later declared, "My heart was melted down, and I offered my whole spirit,
soul and body to the service of God's sanctuary."
Whitefield preached his first sermon the
following Sunday. It was at the ancient Church of Saint Mary de Crypt, the
church
where he had been "baptized" and grown up as a boy. People, including
his mother, flocked to hear him. He described it later:
"...Some few mocked, but most for the present, seemed struck, and I have since heard that a complaint was made to the bishop, that I drove fifteen people mad, the first sermon."
More than 18,000 sermons were
to follow in his lifetime, an average of 500 a year, or ten a week. Many of
them were given over and over again. Less than 90 of them have survived in any
form.
The Wednesday following his first sermon, he
returned to Oxford where the B.A. degree was conferred upon him. Then he
was called to London to act as a supply minister at the Tower of London. He
stayed only a couple of months, and then
returned to Oxford for a very short time, helping a friend in a rural parish
for a few weeks. He also spent much time amongst the prisoners at Oxford during
this time.
The Wesley brothers had gone to Georgia in
America, and Whitefield got letters from them urging him to come there. He felt
called to go, but the Lord delayed the trip for a year, during which time he
began to preach with power to great crowds
throughout England. He preached in some of the principal churches of London and
soon no church was large enough to hold those who came to hear him.
He finally left for America from England on January 10, and on February 2, 1738, sailed from Gibraltar, although he had left England in December. The boat was delayed a couple of places, but Whitefield used the extra time preaching. He arrived in America on May 7, 1738. Shortly after arrival he had a severe bout with fever. Upon recovering he visited Tomo-Chici, an Indian chief who was on his death bed. With no interpreter available, Whitefield could only offer a prayer in his behalf.
He loved Georgia and was not discouraged there as were the Wesleys. He was burdened about orphans, and started to collect funds for the same. He opened schools in Highgate and Hampstead, and also a school for girls in Savannah. Of course he also preached. On September 9, 1738, he left Charleston, South Carolina, for the trip back to London. It was a perilous voyage. For two weeks a bad storm beat the boat. About one-third of the way home, they met a ship from Jamaica which had ample supplies to restock the dwindling food and water cargo on their boat. After nine weeks of tossing to and fro they found themselves in the harbor of Limerick, Ireland, and in London in December.
On Sunday, January 14, 1739, George Whitefield
was ordained as a priest in the Church of England by his friend, Bishop
Benson, in an Oxford ceremony. Upon his return to London, he thought that the
doors would be opened and that he would be warmly received. Instead it was the opposite.
Now many churches were closed to him. His successes, preaching, and
connection with Methodist societies -- in particular his association with the
Wesleys -- were all opposed by the establishment. However, he preached to as
many churches as would receive him, working and visiting with such as the
Moravians and other non-conformist religious societies in London. However,
these buildings were becoming too small to hold the crowds. Alternative plans
had to be formulated.
Howell Harris of Wales was preaching in the
fields. Whitefield wondered if he ought to try it too. He concluded he was an
outcast anyway, so why not try to reach people this "new" way? He
held a conference with the Wesleys and other Oxford
Methodists before going to Bristol in February. Soon John Wesley would be
forced to follow Whitefield's example.
Just outside the city of Bristol was a coal mine
district known as Kingswood Hill. Whitefield first preached here in the open on
February 17, 1739. The first time about 200 came to hear him, but in a very
short time he was preaching to 10,000 at once. Often they stood in the rain
listening with the melodies of their singing being heard two miles away. One of
his favorite preaching places was just outside London, on a great open tract known
as Moorfields. He had no designated time for his services, but whenever he
began to preach, thousands came to hear
whether it was 6 a.m. or 8 p.m.
Not all were fans, as evidenced by his oft-repeated testimony, "I was
honored with having stones, dirt, rotten eggs and pieces of dead cats thrown at
me." In the morning some 20,000 listened to him, and in the evening
some 35,000 gathered! Whitefield was only 25 years old. Crowds up to 80,000 at
one time gathered there to hear him preach for an hour and a half.
There seems to be nothing unusual in content
about his printed sermons, but his oratory put great life into them. He could
paint word pictures with such breathless vividness that crowds listening would
stare through tear-filled eyes as he spoke. Once, while describing an old man
trembling toward the edge of a precipice, Lord Chesterfield jumped to his feet
and shouted as George walked the man unknowingly toward the edge -- "He
is gone." Another time in Boston he described a storm at sea. There
were many sailors in the crowd, and at the very height of the
"tempest" which Whitefield had painted an old salt jumped to his feet
and shouted, "To the lifeboats, men, to the lifeboats!" Often
as many as 500 would fall in the group and lay prostrate under the power of a
single sermon. Many people made demonstrations, and in several instances men
who held out against the Spirit's wooing dropped dead during his meetings.
Audible cries of the audience often interrupted the messages. People usually
were saved right during the progress of the service. The altar call as such was
not utilized.
On August 1, 1739, the Bishop of London denounced
him -- nevertheless on August 14 he was on his way to his second trip to
America, taking with him about $4,000 which he had raised for his orphanage.
This time he landed near Philadelphia on October 30, preaching here before
going south. The old courthouse had a balcony, and Whitefield loved to preach
from it whenever he came here. People stood in the streets all around to listen
to him. When preaching on Society Hill near
Philadelphia he spoke to 6,000 in the morning and 8,000 in the evening. On the
following Sunday the respective crowds were 10,000 to 25,000. At a farewell
address, more than 35,000 gathered to hear him. Benjamin Franklin became a good
friend of the evangelist, and he was always impressed with the preaching
although not converted. Once Franklin emptied his pockets at home, knowing that
an offering would be taken. But it was to no avail. So powerful was the appeal at
Whitefield's meeting that Franklin ended up borrowing money from a stranger
sitting nearby to put in the plate!
From Philadelphia Whitefield went to New York.
Again the people thronged to hear him by the thousands. He preached to
8,000 in the field, on Sunday morning to 15,000, and Sunday afternoon to
20,000. He returned again and again to these cities. After a short stay here,
he was eager to reach Georgia. He went by land with at least 1,000 people
accompanying him from Philadelphia to Chester. Here he preached to thousands
with even the judges postponing their business until his sermon was over. He
preached at various places, journeying through Maryland and ending up at
Charleston, South Carolina. He finally ended up in Savannah on January 10,
1740, going by canoe from Charleston. His first order of business was to get an
orphanage started. He rented a large house for a temporary habitation for the
homeless waifs, and on March 25, 1740, he laid the first brick of the main
building, which he named Bethesda, meaning "house of mercy."
With things under control in the South, he sailed up to New England in September, 1740, for his first of three trips to that area. He arrived at Newport, Rhode Island, to commence what historians call the focal point of "the first great awakening." Jonathan Edwards had been sowing the seed throughout the area and Whitefield's presence was the straw that was to break the devil's back. He preached in Boston to the greatest crowds ever assembled there to hear the gospel. Some 8,000 assembled in the morning and some 15,000 returned to the famous Commons in the evening. At Old North Church thousands were turned away, so he took his message outside to them. Later, Governor Belcher drove him to the Commons where 20,000 were waiting to hear him. He was invited more than once to speak to the faculty and students of Harvard. At Salem, hundreds could not get into the building where he spoke.
He then preached four times for Edwards in
Northampton, Massachusetts (October 17-20), and, though he stayed in New
England less than a month that time, the revival that was started lasted for a
year and a half. He left January 24, 1741, and
returned to England March 14, 1741. There he found that John Wesley was
diverging from Calvinist doctrine, so he withdrew from the Wesley connection
which he had embraced. Thereupon, his friends built him a wooden church named
the Moorfields Tabernacle. A reconciliation was later made between the two
evangelists, but they both went their separate ways from then on. Thenceforth,
Whitefield was considered the unofficial leader of Calvinistic Methodism.
Unique details are available following his break
with Wesley. They begin with his first of fourteen trips to Scotland July 30,
1741. This trip was sponsored by the Seceders, but he refused to limit his
ministrations to this one sect who had invited him -- so he broke with them.
Continuing his tour, he was received everywhere with enthusiasm. In Glasgow
many were brought under deep conviction. The largest audience he ever addressed
was at Cambuslang, near Glasgow, where he spoke to an estimated 100,000 people!
He preached for an hour and a half to the tearful crowd. Converts from that one
meeting numbered nearly 10,000. Once he preached to 30,000; another day he had
five services of 20,000. Then he went on to Edinburgh where he preached to
20,000. In traveling from Glasgow to Edinburgh he preached to 10,000 souls
every day. He loved it so much he cried out, "May I die preaching,"
which, in essence, he did.
Then he went on to Wales, where he was to make frequent trips in the future, and was received with great respect and honor. Here he met his wife to be, Elizabeth James, an older widow. They were married there on November 14, 1741, and on October 4, 1743, one son was born, named John, who died at age four months, the following February.
In 1742 a second trip was made to Scotland. During the first two visits here Scotland was spiritually awakened and set "on fire" as she had not been since the days of John Knox. Subsequent visits did not evidence the great revivals of the early trips, but these were always refreshing times for the people. Then a tour through England and Wales was made from 1742 to 1744. It was in 1743 that he began as moderator for the Calvinistic Methodists in Wales, which position he held a number of years.
In 1744 George Whitefield almost became a martyr.
He was attacked by a man uttering abusive language, who called him a
dog, villain, and so forth, and then proceeded to beat him unmercifully with a
gold-headed cane until he was almost
unconscious. About this time, he was also accused of misappropriating funds
which he had collected. Nothing could be
further from the truth.
At least once he had to sell what earthly
possessions he had in order to pay a certain debt that he had incurred for his
orphanage, and to give his aged mother the things she needed. Friends had
loaned him the furniture that he needed when he
lived in England. When he died he was a pauper with only a few personal
possessions being the extent of his material gain.
Another trip was made to America from 1744 to 1748. On his way home because of ill health, he visited the Bermudas. It was a pleasant trip. On the trip he preached regularly and saw many souls won to the Lord. It was in 1748 that he said, "Let the name of Whitefield die so that the cause of Christ may live." A fourth trip to America was made October 27, 1751, to May, 1752.
Upon his return to England he was appointed one
of the chaplains to Selina, Countess of Huntingdon -- known as Lady
Huntingdon, a friend since 1748. His mother died at 71 in December of 1751. In
1753 he compiled "Hymns for Social
Worship." This was also the year he traveled 800 miles on horseback,
preaching to 100,000 souls. It was during this time that he was struck on the
head by stones and knocked off a table upon which he had been preaching.
Afterwards he said, "We are immortal till our work is
done," a phrase he would often repeat.
In 1754 Whitefield embarked again for America, with 22 orphans. En route he visited Lisbon, Portugal, and spent four weeks there. In Boston thousands awakened for his preaching at 7 a.m. One auditorium seating 4,000 saw great numbers turned away while Whitefield, himself, had to be helped in through a window. He stayed from May, 1754, to May, 1755.
In 1756 he was in Ireland. He made only two,
possibly three, trips here. On this occasion, at age 42, he almost met death.
One Sunday afternoon while preaching on a beautiful green near Dublin, stones
and dirt were hurled at him. Afterwards a mob gathered, intending to take his
life. Those attending to him fled, and he was left to walk nearly a half a mile
alone, while rioters threw great showers of stones upon him from every
direction until he was covered with blood. He staggered to the door of a
minister living close by. Later he said, "I received many blows and
wounds; one was particularly large near my temples." He later said
that in Ireland he had been elevated to the rank of an Apostle in having had
the honor of being stoned.
Also in 1756 he opened the Congregational Chapel bearing his name on Tottenham Court Road, London. He ministered here and at the before-mentioned Moorsfield Tabernacle often. A sixth trip was made to America from 1763 to 1765.
In 1768 he made his last trip to Scotland, 27 years after his first. He was forced to conclude, "I am here only in danger of being hugged to death." He visited Holland, where he sought help for his body, where his health did improve. It is also recorded that he once visited Spain. His wife died on August 9, 1768, and Whitefield preached the funeral sermon, using Romans 8:28 as a text. He dedicated the famous Tottenham Court Road Chapel on July 23, 1769.
On September 4, 1769, he started on his last voyage
to America, arriving November 30. He went on business to make
arrangements for his orphanage to be converted into Bethesda College. He spent
the winter months of 1769-70 in Georgia,
then with the coming of spring he started north. He arrived in Philadelphia in
May, traveling on to New England. Never was he so warmly received as now. The
crowds flocked in great numbers to see him. July was spent preaching in New
York and Albany and places en route. In August he reached Boston. For three
days in September he was too ill to preach, but as soon as he could be out of
bed he was back preaching. His last written letter was dated September 23,
1770. He told how he could not preach, although thousands were waiting to hear.
On September 29, he went from Portsmouth, New Hampshire, to Newburyport, Massachusetts. He preached en route in the open at Exeter, New Hampshire. Looking up he prayed, "Lord Jesus, I am weary in thy work, but not of thy work. If I have not yet finished my course, let me go and speak for thee once more in the fields, seal thy truth, and come home and die."
He was given strength for this, his last sermon. The subject was Faith and Works. Although scarcely able to stand when he first came before the group, he preached for two hours to a crowd that no building then could have held.
In Briston and in London, the multitudes were
moved. At one place, the communion
elements had to be consecrated four times because so many people kept coming
forward. On some occasions, Whitefield
preached up to four times on Sundays, beginning at 6.00 a.m., because so many
people wanted to hear him. Churches
were so crowded that constables had to be placed at the doors to maintain
order. Thousands were turned away for
lack of room. On his voyage to America,
God began to use him on board the ship as he preached and taught the
Bible. While Whitefield was in America,
John and Charles Wesley had kept the sacred fire burning at home. The reunion of the Holy Three upon
Whitefield’s return could be called the official launching of God’s mighty
movement of revival in Britain.
Arriving at the parsonage of the First Presbyterian Church in Newburyport -- which church he had helped to found -- he had supper with his friend, Rev. Jonathan Parsons. He intended to go at once to bed. However, having heard of his arrival, a great number of friends gathered at the parsonage and begged him for just a short message. He paused a moment on the stairs, candle in hand, and spoke to the people as they stood listening -- until the candle went out. At 2 a.m., painting to breathe, he told his traveling companion Richard Smith, "My asthma is returning; I must have two or three days' rest." His last words were, "I am dying," and at 6 a.m. on Sunday morning he died -- September 30, 1770.
The funeral was held on October 2 at the Old South First Presbyterian Church. Thousands of people were unable to even get near the door of the church. Whitefield had requested earlier to be buried beneath the pulpit if he died in that vicinity, which was done. Memorial services were held for him in many places.
John Wesley said:
"Oh,
what has the church suffered in the setting of that bright star which shone so
gloriously in our hemisphere. We have none left to succeed him; none of his
gifts; none anything like him in usefulness."