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C.T. Studd


Charles Thomas Studd
1860 - 1931

C. T. Studd was the son of a wealthy Englishman, Edward Studd. The young Studd became an excellent cricket player and at the age of nineteen was captain of the team at Eton. He attended Cambridge University from 1880 to 1883 and was converted there to Christ through the preaching of D. L. Moody. Shortly afterwards young Studd and six other students dedicated their lives and wealth to the Lord Jesus Christ and offered themselves to Hudson Taylor for work in China.

They sailed to China in 1885. Studd continued to work for several years before ill health forced him and his wife to return to England, where they turned over their property to the China Inland Mission. Studd and his wife toured the world to raise funds for missions. While touring southern India he found a climate suitable for him and his wife. He served there six years, and afterward he returned to England to make plans to go to Africa.

In December 1912, he left his family and went to Africa for two years in evangelistic work. He returned home for a short time and then went back to Africa for five more years. Mrs. Studd did not join him until 1928, one year before she died. Studd died in Malaga, Africa, in 1931.

A few months before his death, C.T. Studd was bidding farewell to his daughter. The old man said, "Pauline, I would like to give you something before you go." He looked about him as if to find a suitable parting gift. His table held some gadgets, a few boxes on poles to keep them from the termites, a few clothes and a few small possessions. From the roof hung a banjo for leading the singing and some pots for cooking. Then he quietly said, "But really, I have nothing to give you because I gave it all to Jesus long ago."

Such discipleship may sound out-of-date in our affluent, modern world, but it is no less necessary today if the world is to hear of Christ. The words of Jesus, the One who first declared the terms of discipleship, remain the same today: "Whoever of you does not renounce all that he has cannot be my disciple." (Luke 14:33)

Once, when asked about all the hardships he was having to endure, he wrote:

"If Jesus Christ be God and died for me, no sacrifice can be too great for me to make for Him".

"CT.'s life stands as some rugged Gibraltar--a sign to all succeeding generations that it is worth while to lose all this world can offer and stake everything on the world to come. His life will be an eternal rebuke to easygoing Christianity. He has demonstrated what it means to follow Christ without counting the cost and without looking back.

As a soldier of the Cross, CT. is remembered for "his courage in any emergency, his determination never to sound the retreat, his conviction that he was in God's will, his faith that God would see him through, his contempt of the arm of the flesh, and his willingness to risk all for Christ."

In terms of the world, CT was a man who had fame and personal fortune, who gave it all up to follow His God's plan for his life. Along the way he sacrificed a great deal in all areas of his life including emotional, physical, financial and at times his own family

His sayings:

One needs a man who will let himself go and deliver blows right and left as hard as he can hit, trusting in the Holy Ghost. It's experience, not preaching that hurts the devil and confounds the world….A lost reputation is the best degree for Christ's service. It is not so much the degree of arts that is needed, but that of hearts, loyal and true, that love not their lives to the death: large and loving hearts which seek to save the lost multitudes, rather than guard the ninety-nine well-fed sheep in the British pen.

Funds are low again, hallelujah! That means God trusts us and is willing to leave His reputation in our hands.

The best cure for discouragement or qualms is another daring plunge of faith.

Our recruits come out from home vastly raw and are largely parrots. They have been crammed with religion as though for an examination, and seem to come out to carry on their education rather than finish it. So many are just taught doctrines without ever having thought them out or searched the Scriptures for themselves. They come out like infants with pop guns. They need to be trained into soldiers with real devil-defying weapons. Some arrive thinking they are the last thing in high-class Christianity and have to find out they know little. That is why I keep the newcomers here at base for a time till I can make them really think out things and settle questions, not from hearsay but from Bible-say.

Last June at the mouth of the Congo there awaited a thousand prospectors, traders, merchants and gold seekers, waiting to rush into these regions as soon as the government opened the door to them, for rumor declared that there is an abundance of gold. If such men hear so loudly the call of gold and obey it, can it be that the ears of Christ's soldiers are deaf to the call of God? Are gamblers for gold so many, and gamblers for God so few?

How could I spend the best years of my life in living for the honors of this world, when thousands of souls are perishing every day?

I don't tell fellows to volunteer, I tell them to surrender to God and to go away rejoicing in Him, and He will in His own way make all plain.
Here's my final advice to them:
1. If you don't desire to meet the Devil during the day, meet Jesus before dawn.
2. If you don't want the Devil to hit you, hit him first, and hit him with all your might, so that he may be too crippled to hit back. 'Preach the Word' is the rod the Devil fears and hates.
3. If you don't want to fall - walk, and walk straight and walk fast!
4. Three of the Devil's dogs with which he hunts us are:
Swelled head.
Cupidity: {eager or excessive desire. to possess something; greed; avarice}.

Now the main thing is to get the eyes of the people open. They need to see hell as the result of their sin, and that produces fear, the fear of God which is the beginning of wisdom. Once get this fear and all will be comparatively easy; but if this fear does not lay hold of a man, his so-called conversion is a sham. True love wakens a man to reality; sham love soaps him down to hell, greases his trail, in fact, to hell. Very many are half asleep or deluded, and make up fancy doctrines of their own, which practically mean that an unholy man can get to heaven without being holy. But remember, Christ did not die to whitewash us, He died to re-create us, and none but His re-creations enter heaven.

Too long have we been waiting for one another to begin! The time of waiting is past! The hour of God has struck! War is declared! In God's Holy Name let us arise and build! 'The God of Heaven, He will fight for us', as we for Him. We will not build on the sand, but on the bedrock of the sayings of Christ, and the gates and followers of hell shall not prevail against us. Should such men as we fear? Before the world, aye, before the sleepy, lukewarm, faithless, namby-pamby Christian world, we will dare to trust our God, we will venture our all for Him, we will live and we will die for Him, and we will do it with His joy unspeakable singing aloud in our hearts. We will a thousand times sooner die trusting only our God, than live trusting in man. And when we come to this position the battle is already won, and the end of the glorious campaign in sight. We will have the real Holiness of God, not the sickly stuff of talk and dainty words and pretty thoughts; we will have a Masculine Holiness, one of daring faith and works for Jesus Christ.

Difficulties, dangers, disease, death, or divisions don't deter any but Chocolate Soldiers from executing God's Will. When someone says there is a lion in the way, the real Christian promptly replies, "That's hardly enough inducement for me; I want a bear or two besides to make it worth my while to go."

If God who sits in the heavens can laugh, His children on earth should be loyal enough to do exactly as their Father does.

"I can't abide cowardice."

Don't go into the study to prepare a sermon -- that's nonsense. Go into your study to God and get so fiery that your tongue is like a burning coal and you have got to speak.

The "romance" of a missionary is often made up of monotony and drudgery; there often is no glamour in it; it doesn't stir a man's spirit or blood. So don't come out to be a missionary as an experiment, it is useless and dangerous. Only come if you feel you would rather die than not come. Lord Wolsey was right: "A missionary ought to be a fanatic or he encumbers the ground." There are many trials and hardships. Disappointments are numerous and the time of learning the language is especially trying. Don't come if you want to make a great name or want to live long. Come if you feel there is no greater honor, after living for Christ, than to die for Him.

There was a depth of wisdom in our Lord's command to turn the other cheek, but I say when you do, be sure to keep your tongue in it.

It is good to have the laugh of faith. When doubt whines and cries, faith laughs.

Certainly we should not be at all surprised if God does work miracles of all kinds and we should not limit His power, should He bestow the gift of speaking in other tongues as on the apostles at Pentecost. We should be delighted, for such would mean the speedy spreading of the Gospel. There are so many different tribes and languages that it would be most desirable.

Marriage can be a great blessing or a great curse, depending on where you place the Cross.

Some wish to live within the sound of Church or Chapel Bell. I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of Hell.

I can easily see why the folks at home want to eliminate Hell from their theology, preaching and thought. Hell is indeed awful unless its preaching is joined to a life laid down by the preacher. How can a man believe in Hell unless he throws away his life to rescue others from its torment? If there is no Hell, the Bible is a lie. If we are willing to go to Hell on earth for others, we cannot preach it.

The Chocolate Soldier:

The otherwise Christian is a Chocolate Christian, dissolving in water and melting at the smell of fire. Sweeties they are! Bonbons, lollipops! Living their lives in a glass dish or in a cardboard box, each clad in. To the Chocolate Soldier the very thought of war brings a violent attack of chills, while the call to battle always finds him with this excuse, "I really cannot move," he says. "I only wish I could, but I can sing, and here are some of my favorite lines:

"I must be carried to the skies
On a flowery bed of ease,
Let others fight to win the prize,
Or sail through bloody seas.

Mark time, Christian heroes,
Never go to war;
Stop and mind the babies
Playing on the floor.
Wash and dress and feed them
Forty times a week,
'Til they're roly poly--
Puddings so to speak.

Round and round the nursery
Let us ambulate,
Sugar and spice and all that's nice
Must be on our plate."

God never was a chocolate manufacturer and never will be. God's men are always heroes. In Scripture you can trace their giant foot-tracks down the sands of time.

NOAH walked with God: he did not only preach righteousness, he acted it. He went through water and did not melt. He breasted the current of the popular opinion of his day, scorning alike the hatred and ridicule of the scoffers who mocked at the thought of there being but one way of salvation. He warned the unbelieving and, entering the ark himself, did not open the door an inch when once God had shut it. A real hero untainted by the fear of man!

Learn to scorn the praise of men. Learn to lose with God; Jesus won the world through shame! And beckons us His road.


I am getting desperately afraid of going to heaven for I have had the vision of the shame I shall suffer as I get my first glimpse of the Lord Jesus; His majesty, power and marvelous love for me, who treated Him so meanly and shabbily on earth, and acted as though I did Him a favor in serving Him! No wonder God shall have to wipe away the tears off all faces, for we shall be broken-hearted when we see the depth of His love and the shallowness of ours.

Let us not glide through this world and then slip quietly into heaven, without having blown the trumpet loud and long for our Redeemer, Jesus Christ. Let us see to it that the devil will hold a thanksgiving service in hell, when he gets the news of our departure from the field of battle.

Christ's call is to feed the hungry, not the full; to save the lost, not the stiff-necked; not to call the scoffers, but sinners to repentance; not to build and furnish comfortable chapels, churches and cathedrals at home in which to rock Christian professors to sleep by means of clever essays, stereotyped prayers and artistic musical performances, but to raise living churches of souls among the destitute, to capture men from the devil's clutches and snatch them from the very jaws of hell, to enlist and train them for Jesus and make them into an Almighty Army of God. But this can only be accomplished by a red-hot, unconventional, unfettered Holy Ghost religion, where neither church nor state, neither man nor traditions are worshiped or preached, but only Christ and him crucified. Not to confess Christ by fancy collars, clothes, silver crosiers or gold watch-chain crosses, church steeples or richly embroidered altar cloths, but by reckless sacrifice and heroism in the foremost trenches. …C. T. Studd (1860-1931), quoted by Norman P. Grubb in C. T. Studd: Cricketer & Pioneer, 1937

C.T. Studd quotes an atheist he encountered, "If I firmly believed, as millions say they do, that the knowledge of a practice of religion in this life influences destiny in another, then religion would mean to me everything. I would cast away earthly enjoyments as dross, earthly thoughts and feelings as vanity. Religion would be my first waking thought and my last image before sleep sank me into unconsciousness. I should labor in its cause alone. I would take thought for the marrow of eternity alone. I would esteem one soul gained for heaven worth a life of suffering. Earthly consequences would never stay in my head or seal my lips. Earth, its joys and its griefs, would occupy no moment of my thoughts. I would strive to look upon eternity alone, and on the immortal souls around me, soon to be everlastingly happy or everlastingly miserable. I would go forth to the world and preach to it in season and out of season. and my text would be, "What shall it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul"

We shall go crusading for Christ. We have the men, the means, and the ways—steam and electricity and iron have leveled the lands and bridged the seas. The doors of the world have opened wide for us by our God. We pray and preach; we bow the knee; we receive; we administer the Holy Communion of the Passion of Christ; we recite the Creed triumphantly; we are optimists everyone; we shout 'Onward Christian soldiers, marching on to war,' and then? . . . and then? . . . we whisper, 'I pray Thee have me excused!!!' What glorious humbugs we are!'

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