**Men talk about making millions; they 
 ought to make millions for not entering the 
 ministry.” — Hillis. 
 
 •i* •i' 
 
 “For myself, if I had a thousand lives I 
 should like in this generation to go into the 
 ministry with every one of them.” 
 
 — Rev. Hairy Emerson Fosdick, D.D. 
 
 ^ ^ 
 
 “1 am glad I am a preacher because the 
 message I proclaim is an emancipator. It is 
 the truth that makes men free.” 
 
 —J2ev. James I. Vance, D.D. 
 
Wift Cfjallengc of tfje iflinisitrp 
 
 A CHALLENGE involves a challenger and a challenger 
 implies merit, as Sir Thomas Lipton, Jack Dempsey, 
 Lincoln and Douglas and David and Goliath bear witness. 
 This merit many refuse to concede to the ministry. Instead 
 of issuing a challenge they think the ministry ought to 
 apologize for existing or, assuming the right to exist, defend 
 the title to continued existence. Felix Adler says the pulpit 
 is obsolete : Thoreau says that nine tenths of the clergy are 
 noble savages, because forsooth they do not rave at bugs and 
 slugs as he used to do, and Elbert Hubbard, ever on the 
 broncho’s neck, says that clergymen travel for half fare be¬ 
 cause they are so childish. There is no mistaking these favors, 
 they are as positive as the odors of a glue factory. 
 
 The ministry, however, has a challenge to the boys and young 
 men who are looking into the future and debating within 
 themselves what to do and it has a challenge to offer to those 
 whose careers are fixed but who have a chance to help young 
 men in their struggle through the riffles. 
 
 The first challenge that it has to offer is the challenge of 
 
 ^ermanencp 
 
 No man cares for a temporary job, least of all does he care 
 to prepare himself through long years of apprenticeship and 
 study for something which may fizzle out just about the time 
 he has attained his greatest efficiency in it. Changing horses 
 in the middle of the river is bad business, but that is exactly 
 what hundreds of men have to do every year. 
 
 When the writer moved to Gettysburg 14 years ago there 
 were liverymen there who had two, four, six, ten seaters 
 
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drawn by four and six horses, all lined up along the curb, ex¬ 
 tending from the railroad station a block and two away and 
 when the long excursion trains poured their tourists out it 
 took but a few minutes until the carriages were all full and 
 the caravans moving out over the battlefields. Nothing seemed 
 more permanent than the business of Gettysburg liverymen, 
 since Gettysburg is bound to be a Mecca of patriotic Americans 
 as long as America endures. Yet those vehicles have long 
 since gone to dust, having decayed in the elements behind the 
 stables they once filled. Fourteen years ago a carriagemaker 
 there did a good business; he had to seek the movie business 
 - for a living. Fourteen years ago a father and son were in 
 the stone cutting business and had a splendid trade, the con¬ 
 crete mixer came along and snatched their business away 
 entirely and they are working at common labor on the battle¬ 
 field in summer and hauling in winter. Fourteen years ago 
 the town was surrounded by members of a most venerable 
 race, a race that dated back to the Caesars—the toll-gate keep¬ 
 ers—you couldn’t leave the town without paying your tribute to 
 them: they are all gone. Fourteen years ago a member of 
 our church was making a comfortable living at saddlery. The . 
 auto came along and cut the business down to such an extent 
 that he took his wife, who had never lived in the country, out 
 on the farm. He is out there now raising hogs, while the 
 saloon men who used to raise hogs in town are now raising 
 boils, they are full of them and they are sore. 
 
 So the story goes. When we were children and used to 
 read of inventions displacing hand trades we used to pity the 
 men who stormed the factories and burned the new machines, 
 because we knew what it meant. We, however, thought that 
 such hardships belonged only to the last century. We were 
 wrong. It is a hardship that becomes more menacing each 
 year, because of the speed with which we shift our methods 
 and our policies. 
 
 Amid this kaleidoscopic change there is no trade, profession 
 or calling which is as sure of permanency as the Christian 
 ministry. 
 
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The rapid sweep of reform has recently reduced the useful¬ 
 ness of many laudable institutions. Since Prohibition came 
 into effect the Chicago hospital is using five hundred, fewer 
 beds than it used before and the police department, instead 
 of having fifty and sixty arrests on Saturday night have five 
 or six. Water Street Mission, New York, which used to 
 serve fifteen hundred Christmas dinners to the poor of New 
 York in other years provided for five hundred this year. 
 Twenty came. There will be a great reduction in police forces, 
 jail equipments, hospital expenses, asylum attendants, and other 
 charitable and corrective forces. A bowery mission will be as 
 great a curiosity fifty years from now as a slave auction block 
 is today. 
 
 But the progress of righteousness is not going to jeopardize 
 the Christian ministry, for the simple reason that the nearer 
 a man draws to God the more he will love God’s house and 
 the message from God’s throne. Even if the time should ever 
 come when Christians will no more need to sing, 
 
 “Rescue the perishing. 
 
 Care for the dying, 
 
 Jesus is merciful, 
 
 Jesus will save.’’ 
 
 they will go on their higher, happier way, singing, 
 
 “Sweeter as the years go by. 
 
 Sweeter as the years go by. 
 
 Richer, fuller, deeper, 
 
 Jesus love is sweeter. 
 
 Sweeter as the years go by.’’ 
 
 To lead a group of jubilant saints like that “upward to 
 Zion” is a privilege which angels well might covet. 
 
 The first challenge therefore of the ministry is the challenge 
 of permanency. 
 
 The next challenge of the ministry is the challenge of 
 
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tlerritorp 
 
 Did you ever notice the jingle in the tones of a general man¬ 
 ager? There is something unmistakable about his whole de¬ 
 meanor, first because he must be an unusual man or he would 
 not have the territory; secondly because he naturally feels his 
 importance. I like to talk with a general manager—his talk 
 is usually big in every way, and if he is not too hilarious over 
 himself, refreshing as it is big. 
 
 There isn’t a man on earth, there isn’t a business on earth 
 which has the territory that the ministry has. 
 
 The Standard Oil Company is usually supposed to cover 
 the earth, in fact sometimes credited with owning it, but what 
 business could the Standard Oil Company do up in northern 
 Alaska where the whale and the seal and the walrus supply 
 the oil? The missionary does business there and a good busi¬ 
 ness too. Close behind John D. is Henry with his Fords, 
 which “chatter, chatter, as they go,” but what business could 
 Ford do up on the snow capped Alps? The monks with their 
 St. Bernard dogs and their hospice are there saving the lost 
 and ministering to them and have been there these many years. 
 What business could fur dealers do in Central Africa? You 
 may hang a set of furs around an American girl in African 
 weather but the African belles don’t belong in that ward. 
 Christianity can do business there and< is enlarging its oper¬ 
 ations all the time. 
 
 How many self-binders could you sell in China, where the 
 staff of life is rice? They are taking the book-binders and 
 the principal wheat with increasing avidity. How many safety 
 razors could you sell in an Old Ladies’ Home, how many 
 vanity boxes in an Old Men’s Home? You could carry the 
 gospel there and they would receive it with tears of joy. I 
 know, because I have taken it there. 
 
 Some men must stop with their goods at territorial bound¬ 
 aries. No man dare bring liquor into the United States hence¬ 
 forth. 
 
 Some men must stop with their goods at climatic boundaries. 
 Who could sell fly netting in Iceland or ice skates in Cuba? 
 
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Some must stop at racial boundaries. Kipling says: 
 
 “The east is east and the west is west, 
 
 And the twaini will never meet.” 
 
 You can’t sell a Chinaman high heeled shoes nor an Amer¬ 
 ican a loose flowing robe. You can sell the gospel to them 
 all and it is bound to capture the markets of the world, for 
 none can undersell you. Who ever told his men to go out 
 and sell, “without money and without price?” That is ex¬ 
 actly what God commissions His ministers to do. 
 
 Territory! why there isn’t a business in the world which 
 offers half the territory which the Christian ministry offers. 
 So young man while you are weighing the pros and cons re¬ 
 member the territory you will have if you enter the ministry 
 of Jesus Christ. 
 
 Another challenge which the ministry offers is the challenge 
 of 
 
 a iSotile I.ineage 
 
 There is not quite as much in a noble lineage as some people 
 imagine. When we hear people bragging of their ancestry we 
 often wonder whether they are not also related to the peanut 
 family, with the best part under the ground. When a Revol¬ 
 utionary soldier or a signer is asked to throw the mantle of 
 sanctity over some modern rogue or the mantle of efficiency 
 over a modern microbe, just because he happened to bear 
 his name or has come with various accretions from his loins 
 he is certainly asked to work over time without extra pay. 
 
 The spirit was prevalent in the days of Christ. He was 
 constantly hearing them brag that they were the children of 
 Abraham. Eighteen hundred years after Abraham died they 
 still made him their boast, when the only resemblance between 
 them and Abraham was their face and their fertility. 
 
 But while there is not much in ancestry as some people 
 imagine there is something in it. You know your feelings, 
 when you see the pictures of the Presidents, the pictures of 
 the Poets, the Inventors, the Singers, the great Hymn Writ- 
 
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ers. They throw you into something akin to worship. You 
 stand on holy ground, and if one of their descendants were 
 to confront you you would want to grasp his hand and feel 
 that you came within a link of a master. Much greater would 
 be your reverence if you could listen to one of the masters 
 himself. 
 
 The ministry of Jesus Christ not only introduces you to a 
 line more noble than all, but invites you to come into and 
 become a part of it. If you could go to some down town 
 photographer or artist and have a life sized likeness of your¬ 
 self made and then go and hang it in one of the halls of the 
 White House, which many hope to do but which few will do, 
 since “many are called but few are chosen,” what a privilege 
 that would be. That is exactly what Jesus Christ invites you 
 to do when He tells you to preach the Word and become a 
 standard bearer of redeeming grace. He asks you to come in 
 and take your place in the line that began on the Mount 
 of Beatitudes and will reach to the great White Throne, the 
 line that has in it Jesus Himself and Paul and John and 
 Augustine, Huss, Luther, Wesley, Whitfield, Edwards, Spurg¬ 
 eon, Moody, Talmage, Beecher, and thousands of others, who 
 compose the mightiest order that ever tracked its way across 
 the desert sands of time. 
 
 It is a privilege as well as an inspiration to belong to this 
 order of men. I yield to no one in my respect for all honest 
 labor, I believe with Carlyle that there is only one monster 
 in this world, the idle man, yet with a regard akin to vener¬ 
 ation for all labor, I would rather be a member of this order 
 than of any other order on earth, whether it be civil, military, 
 fraternal, educational and any other. I would rather be an 
 heir to this lineage than to the lineage of any other, not be¬ 
 cause these men preached such wonderful sermons and had 
 such a wonderful following but because of the wonderful 
 work they did. 
 
 There has been no braver set of men than the ministry 
 holds. All but two of the original disciples sealed their testi¬ 
 mony with their blood. The scarlet line runs from there to 
 France without a break. 
 
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In olden days an insult to the king was often equivalent to 
 a death sentence, yet Nathan told David his sin so plainly 
 that he sent him to nights of weeping. 
 
 When Latimer paid his New Year’s visit to that Bluebeard 
 of lust, Henry VIII, he gave him a Bible as a gift, with the 
 page turned down at the words, “whoremongers and adulterers 
 God will judge.” John the Baptist paid with his life for 
 talking that way to Herod. When Emperor Theodosius slew 
 seven thousand citizens of Thessalonica and returned to Milan 
 to enter the assembly of the saints, as was his custom. Bishop 
 Ambrose turned him away and sent him into eight months 
 of penitence and tears. Even more dangerous than offending 
 kings was an offense against the rulers of the Church. Listen 
 to Savonarola in the days of the Church’s corruption. “Oh 
 harlot church: thou hast made thy deformity apparent to all 
 the world! thou hast multiplied thy fornications in Italy, in 
 France, in Spain, in every country.” Knox preached, with a 
 musket leveled at his head. Judson bared his breast to the 
 fierce South African natives and told them to stab him if 
 they would. On Flanders’ Field, “where poppies grow,” there 
 lie chaplains and Seminary students by the thousands, just as 
 they lay with their comrades above the ground before they 
 “went west.” Among those who came back were thousands 
 of others, many of them coming back with the brands of war 
 deep burned in their flesh. I;t was so in the Civil War, it 
 was so in the Revolution. We shall never forget Clifford and 
 Conwell and Trumbull and Muhlenburg. They stand out like 
 rocks upon the mountains, from which we can sweep the hor¬ 
 izon unmeasured miles around. 
 
 Great in battle, this royal line reaching back to Jesus, has 
 been equally great in reform. The biggest man in the abolition 
 of slavery was Lyman Beecher, whose sermon on the 
 sovereignty of God made Wendell Phillips an agitator and 
 whose fearless genius gave his daughter the passion for 
 “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” and his son the eloquence to save 
 England for the North and a united democracy for the world. 
 
 Lyman Beecher was worth any thousand men of the Civil 
 War, for it is harder to start a big body than to keep it 
 
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going. But Lyman Beecher was only one of ten thousand 
 pulpit orators who opened the volle^ns of divine wrath upon 
 human slavery, as Sam Small is only one of the fifty thousand 
 Elijahs who have denounced old Red-nosed Barleycorn and 
 sent him to his grave. Beginning with Paul’s world brother¬ 
 hood and coming down by Luther’s democracy to the reforms 
 still unwon you can’t find one in which the clergy hasn’t put 
 the heft into the axe. 
 
 Not only have the sky pilots been of incalculable worth to 
 the world in destroying old abuses; they have also been the 
 best pioneers of civilization the world has ever had and have 
 been of as much economic value as tradesmen. 
 
 When missions were mentioned for India the East India 
 Company said the sending of missionaries to evangelize India 
 was the maddest dream that ever entered the mind of man. 
 After the missionaries were there some time however, Sir 
 Rivers Thompson said “Christian missions have accomplished 
 more for the good of India than all other agencies combined.” 
 A colonial Governor may not have a keen discrimination on 
 the qualities of sky pilots but he does not need a divining rod 
 to tell him when his people are prospering. The ministry car¬ 
 ried the gospel to India. 
 
 The ministry has rendered an inestimable service to edu¬ 
 cation. Do you know how Yale was founded? In the year 
 1700 ten ministers assembled in the village of Bradford, a few 
 miles east of New Haven. Each of them came with an arm 
 full of books. Each of them walked up to the table around 
 which they were sitting, deposited the books there and said, 
 “I give these books for the founding of a college in this 
 colony.” There is hardly a college in the world which was 
 not founded or inspired by the Christian ministry. 
 
 Ah, friend, if you want to enter an order that has made a 
 real record, a record that will stand the heat of judgment 
 fire and prove chaff when the all-seeing eye looks full upon 
 it, enter the Christian ministry. It challenges you with the 
 best lineage upon this earth. 
 
 Because of its wonderful lineage it offers you also another 
 wonderful challenge, the challenge of 
 
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^resitige 
 
 It is true of course that prestige isn’t as big a factor in a 
 big city as it is in a small town. A chub in a tub makes more 
 splash than a whale in the sea and our little conceits soon 
 shrink when we reach the metropolis. A prophet of the 
 wilderness stormed into Parkes Cadman’s study sometime 
 since and said, “I came to take New York for Christ.” Cad- 
 man said, “All right, suppose you take a chair first, we’ll 
 talk it over.” He put him at something he could do, which 
 was probably all he ever did at home. 
 
 Prestige in a little town and prestige in a big city are two 
 entirely different things but the fact still remains that a minis¬ 
 ter goes into a community with fewer prejudices against him, 
 fewer suspicions concerning him and more things in his favor 
 than any other man. The world has so much sorrow and is 
 in need of so much guidance for childhood and youth, so much 
 comfort for the aged and so much solace for the mourning 
 that a community immediately looks with high regard toward 
 the new minister. It has no fears at all but does have hope. 
 
 Even the cynical pay tribute to the minister. Carlyle wasn’t 
 much given to compliments. It was the least of his ailments. 
 One day as he sat at his window and watched the crowd go 
 by, he said, “Nine out of every ten men are fools and I 
 would not like to say too much about the tenth.” He was 
 a scathing critic of every person who didn’t ring true, yet 
 when he referred to an old obscure preacher to whose church 
 he went as a boy, he said, “The marks of that man are upon 
 me.” 
 
 Friend and foe in one way or another concede the prestige 
 of the gospel ministry and it is a privilege to have it, for 
 you are not building on mud when you have that beneath you. 
 
 Think of this prestige, young man, when making your choice. 
 It is a decided factor in favor of the ministry. 
 
 Another challenge which the ministry has to offer, and the 
 greatest of all, is the challenge of 
 
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^erbtce 
 
 This in fact is the call. Many a young man hesitates to 
 start for the ministry because he hasn’t heard a voice or 
 seen a flaming cross in the sky or had a dream making his 
 duty plain. Do you need a voice when you see flames creep¬ 
 ing along the eaves and know there is a family asleep in the 
 house? 
 
 A Cumberland Valley engineer stopped his midnight train 
 a few years ago to arouse a farmer’s sleeping family and 
 save them from a death in flames. Do you need a vision from 
 heaven to tell you your duty when you see a struggling swim¬ 
 mer out in the surf ? The need is the loudest call God ever 
 gave to man, and this forms the loudest challenge from the 
 ministry. 
 
 There are those who think that the magazine and the forum 
 have become so popular that they have reduced the service 
 of the pulpit to a minimum and left the preacher with little 
 else to do than baptize the babies, marry the betrothed and 
 bury the dead. If that were all he had to do there would 
 be no need of apology even then, for if he would attend to those 
 and follow them up as he ought to he would have all that 
 any man would care to give an account of on the judgment 
 Day. 
 
 But that isn’t all that he has to do. He has the same pardon 
 to offer to the sin—enslaved race he alwayvs 'had to offer 
 and that is a wonderful service as well as a wonderful 
 privilege. I never read of the crew that carried the news of 
 freedom to San Domingo and shouted, “Free!” across the wat¬ 
 ers to the people who stood on shore, without wishing I might 
 have been among them. I never read of the patriots breaking 
 into the castle of Chillon and shouting “Free!” to Bonnivard, 
 six years chained to a pillar, without wishing I might have 
 been with them. Oh, it is wonderful to announce pardon to 
 any man, but where is the pardon that brings the thrill that 
 the pardon of Almighty God brings? Where is the pardon that 
 is as sweeping and as permanent? George III issued a proc- 
 
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lamation of pardon to all our Revolutionary forefathers, ex¬ 
 cept John Hancock and Patrick Henry, provided that they lay 
 down their arms. The herald of Christ can offer pardon to 
 every John and every Patrick this old world produces. An 
 old cobbler walking the streets of Nantucket said, “There is 
 hope for you John,” to the town drunkard, and lo drunken 
 John was born again into the great John B. Gough. 
 
 The ministry is great in the pardon that it brings and great 
 in the points of contact that it has with humanity. The school 
 teacher gets them in their teens, the college professor gets them 
 in their youth, the doctor gets them when they are sick, the 
 dentist gets them when they are sore, the lawyer gets them 
 when they are in trouble, the undertaker gets them when they 
 are dead. The preacher touches them at every point from the 
 cradle to the grave. 
 
 It is true that much of the work is “unhonored and unsung” 
 by the world, but the trees and the rocks that fill a cave-in are 
 as important as the shining rails on which the engine runs. 
 
 Nor is the fact that many churches are more than half 
 empty a proof that the pulpit has lost its function or its 
 service in modern life; the only thing it proves is that some 
 pulpits have lost their connection either with the people or 
 with God. A broken connection at either the magneto or the 
 spark plugs will stall your car. 
 
 He who knows his people, his message and his God will not 
 want for hearers. He will have them the year around and 
 no other man on earth can duplicate it. 
 
 For service to man’s deepest needs, for points of contact, 
 for sustained opportunities there is no call on earth to equal 
 the Christian ministry. 
 
 Remember that young men when you approach the block 
 and begin to chisel. 
 
 Contrary also to current opinion the Christian ministry has 
 a challenge of 
 
 II 
 
Compensfatton 
 
 The ministry is the best paid calling in the world. Do I 
 mean to say that ministers are endowing universities? No but 
 they are near the average income of their congregation. That 
 puts him in the thick of the crowd, exactly where he ought 
 to be as a minister of the Lord Jesus Christ, who was ever 
 in the midst of the multitude. Were the minister up with the 
 plungers who make money by the thousands, or back with the 
 pinched and pauperized, he would be out of his place. He is 
 exactly where he ought to be, in the midst of the multitude, 
 with 
 
 “Enough to meet stern nature’s ends, 
 
 And a little left to treat his friends.” 
 
 holding a position from which he can deal intelligently and 
 sympathetically with both the rich man and the poor man. 
 
 In all things necessary for bodily comfort, both for himself 
 and family, the minister of the gospel fares as well as the 
 average and if he knows how to work and keeps his feet off 
 the radiator, better than the average. If you doubt it, go 
 through his house, look at his pictures, his library, his dinner 
 table, his wardrobes, and you will be convinced. 
 
 But man “doth not live by bread alone.” A great deal 
 of the minister’s pay never enters the monthly check. It 
 comes from individual members and it is not all sausage either. 
 
 One day when Guy Alarks Pearce was sitting with Spurgeon 
 in his pulpit, as the offering was being taken, he leaned over 
 and said to Mr. Spurgeon, “Doctor, when I was a young man 
 I used to come every Sunday evening to hear you here and 
 you will never know how much good you used to do me. 
 You used to wind me up like an eight-day clock.” “Is that 
 so,” said Spurgeon, “thank God for that.” 
 
 But that was Spurgeon and to be expected. The same thing 
 comes the way of the humblest herald. Only a few Sundays 
 ago one of the most pious of our men, a godly father, who has 
 been a priest in his household as few fathers have, lingered 
 after the evening service and went along into the study beside 
 
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the pulpit for a little chat. In the course of his conversation 
 he referred to a sermon we had preached shortly before 
 Christmas on “John in Jail.” He said, “I was in jail that 
 day myself, but when you said that even with John’s doubts 
 Christ said that he was the, greatest ever born of woman, that 
 lifted me higher than the stars.” Ah, that is more than gold. 
 Business men often talk about helping a fellow out of a hole 
 and it is a laudable operation, but I would ten thousand times 
 rather lift a man higher than the stars than pull him out of 
 a million holes. Pulling a man out of a hole usually means 
 putting him on his feet financially, lifting him higher than the 
 stars means taking him up to God in whose presence is “full¬ 
 ness of joy.” 
 
 So rich is this remuneration of the ministry that when 
 Joseph Parker was asked what his hobby was he replied 
 “preaching,” and when asked what his hobby was aside from 
 preaching he replied, “There is nothing aside from preach¬ 
 ing.” 
 
 He meant of course for himself. 
 
 Robert Lowry, the author of “Shall we gather at the River,” 
 “I need Thee Every Hour,” “We’re Marching to Zion,” and 
 a host of other popular hymns and who knew the applause of 
 thousands because of his hymns, said, “I would rather preach 
 a gospel sermon to an appreciative audience than write a 
 hymn.” 
 
 But the remuneration of the ministry is not exhausted in 
 the check and the words( of sincere appreciation here. He 
 has also an annuity laid up for him in heaven. 
 
 Old John Vredenberg, of Somerville, N. J., was a con¬ 
 secrated man of God and true to every duty. No one ever 
 doubted his piety, his orthodoxy or his works. But his re¬ 
 sults were meager, his gleanings small. Many in half the time 
 had gathered more into the kingdom than he did. Feeling 
 that he had been faithful in small things he closed his eyes in 
 peace and was carried out to the bosom of his ancient mother. 
 
 Within a year or two two hundred people gathered around 
 the altars of Somerville to profess their faith in Jesus 
 Christ and the remarkable thing about it was that most of 
 
 13 
 
them traced their early religious impressions back to the 
 ministry of John Vredenburg. Among the two hundred were 
 the parents of the great Talmage whose sermons were 
 printed weekly in forty different languages and scattered for 
 a quarter of a century over the face of the earth. Do you 
 think John Vredenberg knows nothing of it, because he left 
 his baggage here and hasn’t sent for it? Must you have all 
 with you that you ever owned to enjoy the gratitude of a 
 friend in a distant city? No doubt all of the two hundred 
 have by this time crossed the flood; the elder Talmages 
 and their greater son have and by their very presence are 
 making heaven doubly sweet to the old man who thought he 
 had never done anything but chop wood and carry water. 
 
 Ah, these are the things that make us bold to challenge you 
 young men to enter the ministry. Even though there are still 
 some crustaceans who pledge the Lord to keep their preacher 
 poor if He will keep, him humble, the ministry is the best 
 paid calling in all the world. 
 
 If, therefore, you are looking for a job with good pay, 
 ponder well the remuneration of the ministry. 
 
 To take a bird’s-eye view of the whole situation, these are 
 the things you ought to consider in determining your career; 
 
 1. Permanency. 
 
 2. Territory. 
 
 3. Lineage. 
 
 4. Prestige. 
 
 5. Service. 
 
 6. Remuneration. 
 
 If the ministry seems to offer these to you in richer measure 
 than any other calling, then think long before you leap into 
 other waters. You may come back if you leap into the wrong- 
 hole, but it will be hard swimming. I have spent many years 
 in a College and Seminary town and have seen many 
 wanderers return, some after ten years. You can’t run away 
 from God and be happy. Trying to run away from the 
 ministry will make a wandering Jew out of a Gentile. 
 
 Don’t try it. 
 
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 UNITED LUTHERAN CHURCH IN AMERICA 
 
 Rev. a. J. TurkeE, D.D., . President 
 
 Rev. Howard R. Gold, . Secretary 
 
 Mr. John M. Snyder,. Treasurer 
 
 Secretaries of the Board 
 
 Executive 
 
 Rev. F. G. Gotwald, D.D., York, Pa. 
 
 College and Recruiting 
 Rev. C. S. Bauslin, D.D., Harrisburg, Pa. 
 
 Universities and Other Schools 
 Rev. C. P. Harry, Norristown, Pa. 
 
 Women Students. 
 
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Published by 
 
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 RECRUITING FOR THE MINISTRY 
 
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 212-213 Evangelical Building Harrisburg, Pa. 
 
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 The Board of Education also publishes the following litera¬ 
 ture which will be supplied free upon request to the above 
 address : 
 
 Is the Ministry an Attractive Vocation? 
 
 Every Man’s Life a Plan of God. 
 
 What Shall I Do With My Life? 
 
 Fall In—The World Call. 
 
 Will It Pay? 
 
 Profit and Loss in Recruiting. 
 
 Who Calls? 
 
 Second Call. 
 
 You Fathers. 
 
 You Mothers. 
 
 An Appeal to Mothers. 
 
 Living the Life. 
 
 The Object of the Ministry—You. 
 
 Leads for Leaders. 
 
 The Conservation of Our Boys. 
 
 The Mildred Welch Series of 8 stories. 
 
 For younger lads. 
 
“I know o£ no other occupation in which 
 I could have had such privileges as the 
 ministry has offered me.” 
 
 —Bishop W. F. McDowell. 
 
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 “It was hard for me to decide to become 
 a minister and for a long time I declared I 
 would not be one. I have now been preach¬ 
 ing for many years, and I have never seen 
 the day on which I was sorry for my final 
 choice. My joy increases with the years.” 
 
 — Rev. Chas. Edward Jefferson, D.D. 
 
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 “Redeeming Love has been my theme 
 for over fifty years and I wish I could have 
 another fifty.” 
 
 — Rev. Alexander Whyte, D.D. 
 
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