Charles Spurgeon has to be one of my favorite historical figures of all time. I just love the guy. Such a fascinating personality, and a uniquely gifted preacher. Oh, how I would LOVE to go back in time and listen to this man preach. Such a booming voice. So eloquent, with one of the most legitimate hearts for the Lord you'll ever know.
I learned a lot from this collection. This didn't seem like an autobiography, per se, as much as a menagerie of journal entries, newspaper clippings, and letters from Spurgeon, his wife, and his friends. For a while there I began to weary of the layout. Letter after letter... how many letters must I endure? And the language, eloquent though it may be, was a bit sugary sweet. I thought, oh boy, was this going to be a hagiography of the great St. Charles? And then, things began to turn. Letters from detractors started to roll in and things started getting interesting. And then some of his weaknesses began to emerge, even some of his frailties. And then disaster hit. Seven people perished at the Surrey Gardens Music Hall. And I was silenced. Poor ole Spurgeon had to be carried out of the building, stricken with an emotional collapse. And some claim Spurgeon never really recovered from this event. Even the sight of a Bible, for a time, would make him weep. But he soldiered on through a life of fruitful ministry. I loved seeing the humanity of the preacher emerge over the course of this narrative. His greatness took on new context and my respect for him only grew.
No doubt, Spurgeon was a rock star. He could show up to a town and, at the mere mention of his name, have a crowd of 10,000 assembled in the space of 24 hours. His preaching was bold, clear, and concise, gospel saturated, chock full of wit and imagery, and extremely relevant to the everyday person. But, to know of the man's personal struggles added to my admiration a great deal of love. And I'll have to say that to hear from his wife that his preparation was "painstaking" was a relief to know his mastery was, at least in part, due to an incredible amount of labor. He wasn't a ready-made man. It took work. I think this gives the rest of us something to shoot for, though I don't expect anybody to ever be another Spurgeon. We can only be what God has called us to be, and I think Spurgeon, through his life and wisdom, makes for a great conversation partner in the process. God bless his soul.