William Carey Jenny did a talk at church in the middle of July 2003 about William Carey - here's the transcript... |
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| “If anyone should think it worth his while to write my life, if he give me credit for being a plodder he will describe me justly. I can plod. I can persevere in any definite pursuit. To this I owe everything.” So, who is this plodder and what did he achieve and why am I up here talking about him? I am here because I opened my big mouth and suggested William Carey would be a good character to look at when David asked for suggestions at the last Home Group leaders meeting. Some of you know that 3 years ago, Steve and I went off to India for 3 months. For me, it was to visit again, for the first time, the place where I lived from an 8-month-old to a 10-year-old child. I of course had no idea of the history of the place – it was just a great place to be a child. I lived in part of a huge house where the dining room was large enough for me to ride my bike around, where my garden was the grounds of a college, with lots of other children to play with. We had great trees to climb and occasionally a visiting elephant would walk past the main gates along by the river. I had no idea that the college where my parents taught was the first University in Asia, or that the house I lived in was the home of the “Father of Modern Missions in the East.” This plodder, William Carey, was born in 1761. England was at war with
France and Spain. English soldiers were fighting in India. The spiritual
and moral tone of England had been low. Religion had become a formality
and there was great indifference to God. Then came the evangelical revival
led by the Wesleys. Carey’s parents were poor weavers in a village
in Northamptonshire, but they were Anglican Christians and led a simple
life, which made a deep impression on William. His father then became
a teacher in a village charity school and William became a diligent
pupil. His love was plants and animals and after hearing his father
talk about the new “British Museum” he built his own museum
in his bedroom collecting allsorts. He was apprenticed to a shoemaker
and there he met a fellow apprentice whose parents had left the Anglican
church and had become non-conformists or dissenters. He would have heard
John Wesley preaching and visited prayer meetings with his colleague.
He knew that he needed more than head knowledge and at one of these
meetings he knew God was calling him to a deeper commitment. Just to
bring him back down to earth, he also fell in love with Dorothy, the
daughter of an elder at one of these meetings. “Your window is always full of flowers Cobbler Carey" said a woman collecting shoes from his home. "How can you make them grow so plentifully?” “Perhaps Madam it is because I love them. Indeed they are a part of my life. God has given us the seeds and without them we could of course do nothing. But the good Lord leaves it to us to care for them as they grow.” He was now the minister of a church in Leicester in his late 20’s,
as well as continuing as a shoemaker, but the family were still poor
– ministers of non-conformist churches were not paid and life
was not easy – churches were being split by all sorts of heresies.
At one point he dissolved church membership and would only re-admit
those who were willing to live according to NT principles. (Food for
thought there!). During all this time, his family was growing and he had 3 sons and then another daughter, but she also died at the age of 2. The land of India had now replaced Captain Cook’s Pacific lands in Carey’s thoughts and the Society supported his desire to go. He had met a medical missionary who was looking to start a mission in Bengal and they decided to go together. Easy………….NO…….what were the obstacles………
Dorothy and the family went to live with her sister Katherine. The
Captain of the East India’s ship “Earl of Oxford”
agreed to take Carey and Thomas to Calcutta despite them not having
a permit. They set sail from London in April 1793, Carey was 32. They
got as far as the Isle of Wight and the ship was stuck there for weeks,
then months, waiting for a convoy to take it to India. During that time
Carey was able to visit his family and see their new daughter, but also
during that time the Captain got cold feet about taking them without
a permit and eventually the ship left without them. They then found
a Danish ship that would take them that would prove to be one of those
“God-incidences”. Carey had his last meeting with Dorothy,
trying to persuade her again, but they left without her. Carey was so
overcome with grief that after a few miles walk, Dr.Thomas persuaded
him to go back and try once more. This time it was God and a man working
together and Dorothy said she would go, but only if her sister Katherine
would go too. Within 24 hours, they were off to Dover. It took 5 months
to reach Calcutta, due to fog in the Bay of Biscay, violent storms,
being becalmed and then violent currents kept them 200 miles off Bengal
for a whole month. I don’t know how his wife coped, but Carey
wasted no time in learning Bengali from Dr. Thomas and he also shed
his wig that he wore due to premature baldness. A minister friend had
said of the man who made the wig “ Good Mr Wilson of Olney is
an excellent Christian, but one of the ugliest wigmakers that ever was
born" He threw it overboard – maybe his wife spent much of
her time nagging him to do so – or maybe as one book put it -
“ his decision to take this drastic action could have been due
to the heat of the tropics, or maybe his wife took advantage of her
captive audience. It could have been the result of a quiet word from
her, claiming it to be her reward for being willing at last to go with
him to India!! The first couple of months were dreadful. They had to go to a small Portuguese settlement a few miles from Calcutta where they rented a house and bought a boat to enable them to go and preach to villages down the river. The money soon ran out and Carey managed to get a job in Calcutta, working as the head gardener for the East India Company. He now had a proper job, so was tolerated, but couldn’t openly preach. Dr. Thomas set up as a surgeon. It was a hard start. The family were all ill with dysentery, they had no money and felt dejected, alone, harassed and perplexed. Carey felt his life was torn into worthless fragments but in January 1794 he wrote “towards evening I felt the all-sufficiency of God and the stability of His promises – I was able to roll my cares on Him.” They moved several times, being offered land. One place was 300 miles away, by boat, which took 3 weeks in a small human powered boat in the glare of the May sun (about 110 degrees Fahrenheit) with only a straw canopy and mosquitoes for company. They went claiming God’s promise of protection from the cobras and tigers in the forests around them. He taught, preached and continued to learn the languages, as well as building a home from bamboo and grass, where he made a garden and grew vegetables. Some of the Indians began to return to the area because the white man had a gun and they had left because of the tigers. This is where Carey saw at first hand some of the horrific Hindu practises of self-torture and this increased his desire to master the language. They moved again – another boat trip – where he wrote in
his journal “ travelling with a family is a great hindrance to
holy, spiritual meditation”, but accepted it as being part of
his work. He became manager of an indigo factory. He was able to support
his family now and put money aside for translating work. He had flowering
shrubs and fruit trees sent out from England. The 1st season was good,
but sadness came when his 5-year-old son Peter died of a fever. In 1799, 6 years after Carey had arrived, 5 new missionaries were sent
out from The Society back in England. They were advised to land at a
Danish settlement near Calcutta to save them from being sent straight
back by the British, as they didn’t have permits. One of them
died within 3 weeks, but the Danish authorities allowed them to settle
and Carey made the difficult decision to move there. They were leaving
all that they had started, Dorothy was mentally ill and no one had yet
become a Christian, though he left a crowd of zealous European Christians
to carry on the work. In January 1800, Carey landed at Serampore, 2
hours by river from Calcutta. This small Danish town was attractive
and increasingly prosperous, with well ordered streets and a busy port
with ships from many nations. There was a mix of Danes, Germans, British,
French, Portuguese, Greeks and Hindus, Sikhs and Muslims. It was a mission
field condensed into one centre. But – by the end of 1800 they had their first convert, Krishna Pal. He faced persecution and had to have a soldier stationed outside his house as a mob of 2000 had gathered one night. On the last Sunday in 1800, Carey conducted his first baptism in the River Hooghly (one of the holy rivers in Hinduism) They had to explain they were using it not because it had any magical powers, but because – IT WAS THERE. Carey baptised in English, his eldest son and in Bengali, Krishna Pal. That evening, they conducted the first Bengali Communion service ever held. Other converts then followed, despite persecution and even death. The first Brahmin convert was baptised (the highest caste in Hinduism – a huge breakthrough) and the 1st Christian wedding was Krishna Pal’s daughter (who was from a lower caste) to this first Brahmin convert. We can’t really understand what this means, but even today with the caste system officially broken down, marrying someone from your own caste is hugely important. By 1801 only Carey, Marshman and Ward were left – 3 of the original
7. The work continued and in 1803 they opened the first Sunday School
in India. Carey had expected, attempted and was now experiencing the great things he had longed for. It was still a hard life. Felix, his eldest son whom he had baptised,
died at 36 and he was receiving news of the deaths of many relatives
and friends back in England. He wrote In 1829, at the age of 68, early on a Sunday, as he was preparing to preach, he had a visitor, sent by the Governor of Calcutta, asking him to translate into Bengali the enclosed edict. As soon as he read it, he got someone else to preach and spent the day translating this edict which would abolish the practise of Sati. No widow should die on the funeral pyre of her husband because William Carey was too slow in translating the Edict which would save her. It was finished by the evening. He kept his childhood passion for flowers and plants and the gardens at Serampore College became one of the finest botanical collections in Asia. Even this knowledge was used for the good of India. He was made President of the Agricultural Society of India and investigated for the Government various plans for the planting of new forests. He married again, twice, both happy marriages that supported his work and his 3rd wife supported him through his old age. He died with the latest 8th edition of the Bengali NT in his hand.
Jenny Bunning - July 2003
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