Instant Glory: The Death of Hannah Winslow

In all of my research concerning Octavius, one thing that has always bothered me, aside from the lack of personal information, is the fact that absolutely nothing is known about Hannah Winslow, the wife of Octavius Winslow, who died on October 9, 1866. And when I say absolutely nothing, I mean  just that. There are no records or accounts concerning Hannah that would help us peer into the personal or marital life of these two people.

I have known for a while, however, of a tract entitled “Instant Glory” that Octavius created as a reflection for the year 1867 that has contained within it the actual eulogy he spoke shortly after Hannah’s death. Though in the past I was never able to get a hold of this little tract, I was convinced that within it was some nugget of personal information about his wife that might help us today gain some insight into her life.

Now, with many thanks to Tanner Turley who is currently editing his soon to be released book on the homiletic of Winslow’s preaching, I now have a copy of this little edition and I have to say I was very happy with what lay inside.

The tract itself is divided into two sections. The first is a short sermon prepared by Octavius for his annual new years publication, but the second half is this eulogy to his wife. I have transcribed below this second section only so that we today may gain some heavenly benefit from the life of this godly woman, wife, mother, and helpmate.

I hope it will bless you.

Continue reading “Instant Glory: The Death of Hannah Winslow”

Advertisements

Winslow’s Sole Aim And Purpose In Ministry…Make Much Of His Savior.

A brief excerpt from a letter written by Octavius to his congregation at Warwick Street Baptist Church in 1852 after becoming ill while on vacation. I believe this brief paragraph best sums up his ministry and hearts desire in all he wrote and preached, to make little of himself and much of his King:

It has been the distinctive aim, and the sincere desire of my ministry amongst you, to make known and to endear the Saviour to your hearts. . . . And may I, as from a languid couch, still press the Saviour‘s claims to your regard? Oh, how worthy is he of your most exalted conceptions,—of your most implicit confidence,—of your most self-denying service,—of your most fervent love. When he could give you no more—and the fathomless depths of his love, and the boundless resources of his grace, would not be satisfied by giving you less—he gave you himself. Robed in your nature, laden with your curse, oppressed with your sorrows, wounded for your transgressions, and slain for your sins, he gave his entire self for you. . . . You cannot in your drafts upon Christ‘s fullness be too coveteous, nor in your expectations of supply be too extravagant. You may fail, as, alas! the most of us do, in making too little of Christ,—you cannot fail, in making too much of him.

A Pastoral Letter

 

A Mother’s Voice From The Grave

An excerpt taken from Christian Experience. This letter was written by Mary Winslow and was found by the family after her death. The introduction is penned by Octavius:

The following letter, addressed to her children, was found among Mrs. Winslow’s papers after her decease. Although strictly of a domestic character, there is yet much in its holy breathings which may prove God’s voice to other families. Influenced by this feeling, the Editor is constrained to append it to the volume, with the hope that thus she, being dead, may yet speak to many, with the loving, holy earnestness of a”Mother in Israel.” It may be encouraging to add, that the prayers it contains have not been wholly unanswered.

My Dearest Children,

It pleased God, in His infinite wisdom and mercy, seventy-five years ago, to bring your mother into this sinful,trying, and disappointing world. “Few and evil,” as old Jacob said, “have been the days of my pilgrimage;” and yet I can add, “goodness and mercy, with all long-suffering patience, have followed me all my days,” and to the present moment I am here to praise His holy name. I can trace God’s gracious hand from the day of my birth to the present moment.

His watchful providence was all around me, and even before I entered upon this poor earth, this vale of tears, it was. His most gracious design that I should be a saved sinner. Wondrous has been His love, and marvellous in my eyes; still have I to “sing of judgment and of mercy.” Many trials, much of the discipline of the Covenant I needed, and my heavenly Father withheld not His parental rod. While one hand was laid heavily upon me, the other sustained and upheld me. All was designed in love to humble me, and to cause me to know Him “whom to know is life eternal.” I thank Him for all, not only on my own account, but on yours also.

Great has been His mercy towards you. In the school of adversity were you trained. He watched over you in a strange land. He suffered no evil to overpower you. Where a mother’s eye could not follow you, His blessed, loving, Fatherly eye was upon you. In the days of my deep sorrow you know that God gave me a promise. In the dark hours of the night, when sleep had forsaken my eyes, and my heart was overwhelmed with anxious care, then did He bow the heavens, and, in condescending mercy, spoke peace and consolation to my tried soul. He then, in that most blessed and eventful hour, promised to be a Father to my fatherless children, and to be my God. And O how He has fulfilled that promise! Who has supplied all your wants? Who has poured abundance into your lap? Has not God done it? Why where you not left destitute, and dependent in a strange land? Who has the gold and silver at His command? Not you. Who has all hearts at His disposal? Not you. Who has preserved you, while crossing a mighty ocean, from a watery grave? Has not God been the Guide of your youth? Has He not watched over you by day and by night, by sea and by land? Has He not supplied all your wants? Dare not say, oh dare not say, “My talents, my industry, my exertions have gotten me these things.”

Oh dare, dare not say it! Give God the glory, and acknowledge it was Him, and Him alone. But what have been the returns? What have you done with what God has given you? He has poured richly into your lap, but what returns have you made for all His goodness to you? Have you made any? Have you laid out what He has given you to the glory of His blessed name? Have you remembered and acknowledged Him in all your ways? Have you gone to Him as your reconciled Father in Christ Jesus? Do you know Him? Do you love Him—Oh, do you love Him who has been so good to you, watching over you by day and by night! Do you love Him? I fear for some of you. My heart trembles for you. I mourn over you. I pray for you. I acknowledge your ingratitude, and bewail before Him your sins. How often do I say, “Spare them, O Lord, and come not into judgment with them.” You know not, nor ever will know until you enter eternity, the ten thousand petitions that have gone up, and are still going up for your souls, your never dying souls.

I thank God for some that, I trust, have fled to Jesus and are saved. For these I pray constantly that they may not only hold fast what they do know, but that they may increase in love, and sweet and holy obedience. But my soul is often, oh how often, cast down on account of others. O eternity, eternity can alone declare to you the prayers offered up, and the tears that have been shed by your anxious mother for your precious and immortal souls. Not a day passes but I bring you before the Lord. A soul lost, or a soul saved! A little while and I pass away. My time is shortening. You will not long have a praying mother: heaven is my home. Shall I meet you there? Will there be one missing? God forbid! Oh did you know how my soul yearns over you! how often I weep before the Lord and confess your base ingratitude to the best of Friends, the best of Fathers. Did He not say He would be a Father to you? Has He not fulfilled that promise? What returns have you made? Search, oh search your hearts, and see how matters stand between you and a heart-searching God. God is not mocked. A little while and you will stand in His presence. A few years, months, perhaps days, and you stand face to face before a holy, holy Lord God.

Trifle not with your precious souls, trifle not with God. And you, my beloved children, who do know Jesus as your Elder Brother, hold fast that you have received, and let no man take your crown. Aim to walk humbly and closely with God. Live for God, labour for Christ, live for eternity; and when I am called hence, let me have the unspeakable comfort of knowing we shall meet again in glory, to part no more for ever. May the Lord, in His infinite tender mercy, bless you all, is the daily prayer of,

Your affectionate Mother,

MARY WINSLOW


Winslow’s Response To Charles Spurgeon’s Remarks On Baptismal Regeneration & The Church Of England

On June 5, 1864, Charles Spurgeon delivered a series of two sermons entitled “Baptismal Regeneration” in which he took liberty to essentially charge the ministers in the Church of England with duplicity in that though they would not teach that baptism regenerated the believer, the Church of England,on the other hand, in fact did.

Needless to say, it created quite a firestorm among the clergy and minsiters and even overflowed the shores of the UK and touched down here in America.

Below is an excerpt from Volume 5 of Evangelical Christendom published in 1864 that deals a bit with this sermon series and a short letter written by Octavius in regards to Spurgeons comments.

It should be noted that Winslow made his own comments in this excerpt as a Baptist and not as an Anglican. His switch to the Church of England would later come in 1870.

I’ve had to transcribe this from Google Books, so I do apologize if there are any typos.

Continue reading “Winslow’s Response To Charles Spurgeon’s Remarks On Baptismal Regeneration & The Church Of England”

“I Asked The Lord That I Might Grow”: A Letter From Mary Winslow

Below is a letter written by Mary Winslow in 1816 to her oldest child in Bermuda during a season of most troublesome suffering for her.

I chose to post this because one of my favorite bands, Indelible Grace, recorded a version of a John Newton hymn detailed in this very letter.

I was excited to stumble upon this letter as I have always loved this song personally:

“Your dear mother is under the chastening hand of God. My dear suffering infant lies a corpse: and the letter containing the intelligence of your dear father’s and my beloved husband’s death, was this day put into my hands. I am humbled under the mighty hand of God. My soul is bowed down. The death of my child was almost overwhelming; but the death of my dear, my precious, my ever-to-be-lamented husband, is the heaviest affliction I have ever met with. I trust the Lord will yet enable me to say, Thy will, O God, not mine, be done! I wish you could have been there. Oh, that you had been in time to have closed his eyes! I need comfort. I am in a strange place. The Lord help me and increase my faith! The Lord have mercy upon me, for I am in trouble. I trust his soul and the dear departed spirit of my infant are now rejoicing together in glory. That is my only comfort. I am too much afflicted to write more. May God bless you, my child, prays your truly afflicted, widowed mother.”

Continue reading ““I Asked The Lord That I Might Grow”: A Letter From Mary Winslow”

Early Providential Graces In The Life Of Mary Winslow

Below you will find an excerept from the first chapter of Life in Jesus, a collection of memoir and journal entries written by Mary Winslow and later compiled by her son Octavius into book format.

I wanted to post this little excerpt that you might learn of the early providential hand of grace given to this family early on. It is a true blessing indeed to see how a Father’s gracious dealings can lead to such a harvest of blessing later in life after trial and suffering may take place.

Continue reading “Early Providential Graces In The Life Of Mary Winslow”

Winslow On Google Maps

You can see this map that I made detailing a handful of the locations that were significant in Winslow’s life.

It is still mostly incomplete in New York City (still much work to be done there) but what I have so far may help give readers an idea of where he lived and held pastorates during his lifetime.

The map also has its own tab above under “Biography”.

More Thoughts On The Winslow Book?

I wanted to kindly as the readers of the blog for some more input regarding the proposed Winslow biography I am thinking of writing.

As I see it, there really isn’t enough information to fill a book. So what I was thinking of doing was to write a primer of sorts to help introduce people to not only Winslow, but his works as well.

There would of course be a biography along with a chapter or two worth of excerpts of any little jewels I can dig out of his mother’s accounts in Life In Jesus. But, to make it a true primer, I would fill the rest of the book with categorized chapters detailing with excerpts from his works to give a flavor of his writing and help expose folks to his mindset and motivations. Since his quotations are my expertise here on the blog, I thought it would be a natural fit for the book. Also, I could do some chapter recommendations (like I do here) along with some shortened hyperlinks that folks can key into their browser to read in full.

I would really like to hear from you guys to see what ideas, thoughts, or critiques you may have regarding this notion of a primer or wether or not another direction may be in order.

What say you?

A New Octavius Winslow Biography? Maybe.

I wanted to kindly ask the readers of the blog to please consider praying for a project that I am considering.

When I first established this site and drew up my “mission statement”, one of the goals was to write as detailed of a biography as possible on Octavius. Back then, I knew absolutely nothing on the man and there was just as much on the internet available. With a lot of hard work and many invested hours and headaches, the site has blossomed considerably and the online presence of Winslow has increased drastically. Of which I am so thankful to God for!

With so many new believers becoming turned onto his works, I am at a point now where I think it may, it may, just be possible to write that biography.

Realistically speaking, it would be no substantial book. A rough calculation shows it might at most be a 100 page book…if that. But with the timing of the new found public interest, my contact with a direct descendant of Octavius who has done tremendous work in searching out her family history, the encouragement of my ever supportive wife Rhoda, and the encouragement of the paper written by Tanner Turely entitled “THE EXPERIMENTAL HOMILETIC OF OCTAVIUS WINSLOW: APPLYING DOCTRINE TO LIFE” has found me in a place where I now see that if this biography is ever going to happen, it would probably be now and with me writing it.

So….what am I getting at?

I would covet your prayers at this time from you that the Lord would drive it home for me to set out on this project. That it would both become crystal clear to me that this project is indeed for me to set out on and that He would give me the grace, knowledge, and strength to write it.

Truthfully speaking, I am scared to death and am ill equipped to write it. I am not a writer (I’m a dog groomer) and have absolutely no idea whatsoever how to even begin contemplating how to start a biography! But, with that being said, I know God likes to use weak vessels to do great and impossible things with.

Much appreciated!

Soli Deo Gloria

Winslow’s Death Certificate

With many thanks yet again to a distant relative of Winslow that has been assisting me with piecing together a more complete biography, I now have Winslow’s death certificate. It’s a little macabre perhaps, but as I have stated before, it’s my mission here at the Archive to compile as much information on him as possible.

The scan is a bit tough to read, but it states he died at Lyndhurst Lodge on Wilbury Road in Hove, UK with his daughter Hannah in attendance. The cause of death is stated Atheroma  several years, Angina Pectoris 3 days. So it would seem he had a heart condition for some time.