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Wonderful Day at the Tabernacle
Dr. Broughton’s Great Church Gibes Nearly $75,000
to 'Erect Nelv Tabernacle.
Just such a day as last Sunday was never before
seen, we believe, in a city of Atlanta’s size in the
history of our conquering Christianity.
Nearly Seventy-five Thousand Dollars contributed
by Dr. Len G. Broughton’s congregation alone in
one glorious day! And outside thousands are roll
ing in. (Such a day in launching a $300,000 insti
tutional church, with an auditorium seating five
thousand people, would have been a remarkable
achievement in a city of a million!
Indeed, such a day in the world’s great metro
polis with her seven millions of people would have
been a notable event in the history of the religious
world.
Dr. John Gordon Speaks.
From Russell H. Conwell’s great Temple Col
lege came Dr. John Gordon who spoke in the morn
ing on the institutional church from the evangelis
tic standpoint. Dr. J. B. Hawthorne said before
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the Ministers’ Conference Monday morning: “Dr.
Gordon’s address was a miracle of sacred elo
quence. It swept my soul until I could hardly con
trol myself. When Dr. Gordon had done speak
ing the great congregation, many in tears, were
ready for gifts of sacrifice.”
Then Dr. Broughton made a statement about the
new Tabernacle and asked Mr. William D. Upshaw,
Editor of The Golden Age, to take charge of the
service. He began by holding up the picture of
the new building, saying: “I am behind the pic
ture. Broughton is behind the picture. The only
Being in front of the picture is the One who hung
on Calvary.”
The giving began. One young business man said,
amid tears of joy: “I gave the first dollar to this
old Tabernacle when I was a poor, lost sinner. But
God has saved me and blessed me so much I want
to give a thousand.”
Another young man said in tears: “Dr. Brough
ton, five years ago in this very spot where I am
now standing, I was saved. I want to give five
hundred dollars.” Another solid young business
man said: “I have gone into partnership with
God. By love and faith I must put five thousand
dollars in this work.”
One brave little woman spoke from the choir—
THE PROPOSED ATLANTA TABERNACLE.
The Golden Age for March 21, 1907.
a woman who has laid all she has on the altar —
and said: “Put me down for five thousand.”
Another handmaiden of God--with name with
held —five thousand.
And thus the wonderful hour went on —from a
little girl with her two pennies, on, on to fives,
tens, twenties, hundreds, thousands —while tears
flowed, smiles beamed, “Amens!” resounded, pray
ers were offered —but the giving went on until 2
o’clock and about Seventy Thousand Dollars had
been given—two thousand more than the daily
press announced. Only a few weeks before Dr.
Broughton had said that he expected to raise thirty
to thirty-five thousand from his own people on
Sunday morning, but so mightily did God move up
on the hearts of his faithful followers that rn the
morning and night services together his own brave
people gave more than twice that much before go
ing to the city or the outside world for help The
scene at the morning service can never be de
scribed.
Dr. Hawthorne at the Grand.
Governor Terrell presided gracefully at the mass
meeting in the afternoon at The Grand Opera
House, where Dr. W. W. Landrum made a capti
vating speech of congratulation, and John Temple
Graves, in paying tribute to Dr. Broughton and pre
senting Dr. J. B. Hawthorne, the “grand old
Roman,” simply swept earth and skies, speaking
even as we never heard Graves speak before.
Dr. Hawthorne received a great ovation, and
though standing on the brink of his three score
and ten, his eye kindled with old-time fire as he
lifted the great audience on eagle—yea, on angel
—wings.
At night Dr Gordon made another powerful ad
dress to the young on the educational side of the
institutional church, pointing with beautiful elo
quence to the basic, vital necessity of building first
on the “Rock of Ages.” Dr. Gordon’s two greait
messages were an unspeakable benediction.
Several thousand dollar’s were given by people
who were not at the morning service. Dr. Gordon
closed with prayer, and thus closed the greatest
day, we believe, which any church in America has
ever seen.
The Golden Age.
(A letter to the Editor from Prof. Shelby E.
Jones, of Carson and Newnan College, Jefferson
City, Tenn.) ,
I do not know when I have been so much im
pressed by a copy of a paper as your issue of March
7. Such a feast to the hungry soul, and so satis
fying !
I cannot refer to everything in that number, but
one thing is certain, the editor has been somewhere
and knows something, especially, how to touch the
springs of the human heart, how to put one to
thinking and acting. All these things he does not
only by his own facile and forceful pen, but by
a discriminating judgment which brings to many
homes the best thoughts, and heart expressions of
some of the world’s foremost preachers and writ
ers.
One of the best points about a paper is the things
it suggests to busy preachers and teachers.
The Golden Age is prolific in seed thoughts
which germinate and bring forth many fruitful ad
dresses and sermons.
The first page sparkles with bright things by
A. E. Ramsaur. Then follows: “Abraham Lin
coln—the Man and Patriot.” by Mark Bolding.
What great business here for young men! True,
every young man can’t be an Abraham Lincoln, but
we have the indications or marks of “budding
genius,” which are ready thoughtfulness, ambition,
studious habits, seizing opportunities and making
the most of them until fame’s immortal heights are
seized.
Let us quote again: “By the light of pine logs,
in dim-lit garments, in the fields following the plow,
in early dawn when others were asleep, he plied
his blessed task, seeking nourishment for a mind
athirst for truth.”
Turn to page three: “How to Get Spiritual
Power,” by C. G. Trumbull. Here you have a
plain but heart-to-heart talk, which commczds it
self and nerves to try to do the two greatest things
it is possible for one to do in this world: To
win souls for Christ; to live up to Christ’s stan
dard in every detail of business or commercial life.
Next comes one of the greatest sermons ever
preached by our immortal Broughton—God continue
to bless and use him! —on “The Soul’s Vision of
God.’’ The pure in heart see God: In His crea
tion; in His Bible; in His Church; in Humanity;
in the Cross. How touching, how forceful those
illustrations, which show selfish creed magnifying
mammon at the expense of the sacredness and
worth of a human soul! Flow withering the re
buke !
Other articles are splendid and deserve special
notice, but the above must suffice for the present.
Neither the editor of The Golden Age nor any of
his contributors, nor readers, will ever be able to
kno'v flow much good even one such issue shall do,
until at the judgment day all human deeds shall
come to light.
Has God chosen some men to edit papers? Just
as certainly as to preach, for they show peculiar
fitness in helping and blessing mankind with the
highest and purest ideals, surcharged with motives
which cannot fail to bring forth much Mrit to the
glory of God.
The Porcupine,
I like the Fret-fid Por-cu i n.e.
De-eep-tion is not in his .
With him there is no M x- i<-. <oe
He wears his Thorns up-cn Li- Sleexe.
Un-like some Hu-man Por-( H-pi..os,
Who care-ful-ly Con-ctxu liieir Spines,
His Bad Points stick out eve-ry-w here.
’T is true he’s Fret-ful as a Bear,
And Vain-er than a Pop-in-jay;
Yet has he One Re-deem-ing Trait
That to my heart en-dears him Quite:
Though full of Quills, he Does Not Write.
—The Century.
W. T. WINN, General Insurance, representing
several of the best companies in all the lines.
Phones 496. 219 Empire Building.