The response to the little book, "By the Still Waters," written while the author was a country pastor, has encouraged him to set down these reflections in quaint, historic Charleston, South Carolina, where he is pastor of the very old First Baptist Church. The doctrinal position herein taken will of course be distasteful to those who have renounced substance for shadow, the faith of our fathers for the modern leaven of the Sadducees. However, we have also endeavored to eschew the leaven of the Pharisees as well, to season our speech with salt and not with vinegar, and to remember of what...

This little bundle of meditations takes its title from the fact that the writer is an itinerant preacher. These reflections have been set down in all sorts of places and under diverse conditions as the author has journeyed over the land. Then, of he is on a still greater journey as a stranger and pilgrim on the earth looking for a city whose builder and maker is God. Though never tired of the way, he is often tired on the way and sometimes while resting by the way likes to scribble a little. The title is often found in the Word. Many interesting things happened "by the way" if one cares to...