No More Defective Faith: The Exchanged Life (Hudson Taylor)

No more defective faith -- "The Exchanged Life" by Hudson Taylor - (Chapter and PDF) "Instead of bondage, liberty; instead of failure, quiet victories within; instead of fear and weakness, a restful sense of sufficiency in Another." www.jeanwilund.com

Few books have affected me as profoundly as Hudson Taylor’s Spiritual Secrets. 

It’s available on Amazon, on audio and CD, and on Kindle.

(At the time of this post, the Kindle version is only 99 cents. Order it today!)

Who is Hudson Taylor?

Excerpt from the back of the audio CD:

You may be unfamiliar with the spiritual magnitude of Hudson Taylor, a great and godly man who was a pioneer missionary to China.

You will be amazed at the relevance of this man’s life as you see how effectively he modeled the integration of truth, faith, humility, and obedience.

His secret of the “exchanged life,” and his profound dependence on the Lord for every need, must be discovered by a new generation.

Physician, evangelist, administrator, visionary, compassionate husband and father–Hudson Taylor filled all these roles, and more.

He left a lasting mark on the great country of China, and few in the history of the Chinese church have accomplished so much with so little.

Hudson Taylor’s life exemplifies how to wholly trust God because God is indeed enough. That was the “secret” by which he lived and it can be yours as well.

In my recent post about The Vine and the Branches by David Tryon entitled Jesus Said, “Abide in Me, and I in you.” I said, “Huh?”, I credit Tryon’s writing and Hudson Taylor’s for crystalizing my understanding of what it truly means to abide in Christ.

All of Hudson Taylor’s Spiritual Secrets is brilliant, but Chapter 14 –– The Exchanged Life is the section I re-read the most.

In it, Taylor explains his breakthrough to understanding how to truly abide in Christ. 

I’m surprised I don’t have this chapter memorized as much as I’ve studied it.

I long for The Exchanged Life to be more fully reflected in my life.

I’ve provided the transcript of the chapter in its entirety below.

I transcribed it from one of my many copies of Hudson Taylor’s Spiritual Secrets. 

In fact, the copy I used is so worn, I’ve lost the cover and the first chapter.

But I’ve since ordered two new copies to replace the battered one.

I wanted two, so I can loan one out and still never be without one at home.

Smart, I know.

At the end of this post is a downloadable PDF of this chapter. But you really should buy the whole book. In fact, buy two copies.

Enjoy and prepare to be changed! [Read more…]

Jesus said, “Abide in Me, and I in you.” I said, “Huh?”

If you've ever wanted to understand Jesus' parable of the Vine and the Branches, you've found the right place. David Tryon explains it well. (www.JeanWilund.com)

Jesus said, “Abide in Me, and I in you.” I said, “Huh?”

Then He said, “I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing” (John 15:5).

That sounded important, yet still my response was, “Huh?”

Maybe if I’d lived on a vineyard in Italy this would’ve made sense, but I grew up outside of Atlanta, GA, better known for peaches, peanuts and red clay.

I couldn’t wrap my brain around how one could actually “abide in Christ.” Until . . . David Tryon and his article “The Vine and the Branches.”

Tryon made sense of this confusing, but life-changing truth.

I re-wrote all of it into more modern English, but I have no idea where it’s disappeared to, so I’m including the version my dear friend and mentor Grace gave me years ago.

Yes, this is long, but I didn’t want to leave any of it out for those of you who, like me, desperately want this truth to sink in and make a difference.

For those who don’t have the time to delve into this long article, I’ll be addressing this in much shorter clips soon, but please consider studying this. It changed me.

If God can use this to change me, why would He not do the same for you?  


 THE VINE AND THE BRANCHES

By

David Tryon

 

There are many Christians, struggling to live the Christian life, who have never discovered where the strength to live that life is to be found.

There are many earnest believers, young and old, who are continually being disappointed and cast down because they are finding their own resources so inadequate to meet the demands of real Christian living.

There are hundreds of Christians of all ages who are hungering and thirsting after a fuller, deeper life than that which they now experience. [Read more…]

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Twenty years later I was standing in the kitchen when my husband Larry called me from work on September 11th. A plane had just hit one of the twin towers.

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Football, Fireworks, and a Big Green Piano

Click to read how God works in unexpected way, even Football, Fireworks and a Big Green Piano (by Leigh Ann Thomas via www.jeanwilund.com)

Have you found that God loves to teach us powerful lessons in the most unexpected ways and times?

My dear friend, and fellow Carolina Panther fanatic, Leigh Ann Thomas never expected what God had planned for her when she went to cheer on the Panthers.

I’m thrilled to introduce Leigh Ann to you now and let her share her bizarre and powerful experience with you. Her message gripped me. It will grip you, too.


Football, Fireworks, and
a Big Green Piano

by Leigh Ann Thomas

Every nerve-ending was fully engaged as I approached the massive football stadium in downtown Charlotte—home of the Carolina Panthers.

For most of the noisy throng pouring into the stadium, this was a typical Sunday afternoon amusement.

But not for this girl. Only my second-ever pro game as an adult, and wearing my new Panther’s t-shirt, I soaked in the sights, sounds, and smells like a kid at the county fair.

Tailgaters played corn-hole and tossed a football as smoke from their grilled hotdogs and sausages made my stomach growl. “Salesmen” held up hand-scrawled signs advertising extra tickets. Music of various styles and decibel levels floated from every direction.

In my over-fired brain, we were on track to having the best day ever.

After making our way through several security checks, my husband and I approached the gate and with a big silly smile, I handed the agent my ticket.

The last-hurdle-to-my-dreams gatekeeper scanned my ticket.

Then she scanned it again.

Um…and again.

Nothing.

She scanned my sweetheart’s ticket with the same results and then sent us to the ticket window to “clear up the confusion.”

Half an hour later we accepted the inevitable—our tickets were invalid.

All those nerve-endings felt weighted with disappointment—I was so close to seeing my Panthers!

We couldn’t afford to do business with the “salesmen” around the stadium, so we began the slow walk away from the game.

I looked over my shoulder as pre-game fireworks filled the air. The national anthem began and the fireworks display intensified. The crowd roared and I envisioned the mighty Panthers running through a fogged tunnel and onto the field.

As we walked through the downtown area, my sweet husband did his best to put a positive spin on the day. Maybe we could find a place to eat with a big-screen TV?

Not impressed, I commenced to sulk (which is not very attractive for a grown woman).

After a couple of blocks, my husband stopped mid stride. “Hey honey, look at that…it’s a piano.”

Indeed, there was a piano sitting outside in the middle of Charlotte, NC. With little-boy enthusiasm, he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the crosswalk. “Come on and play for me…it’ll be fun!”

“Um…no. I don’t think so. That’s just…” I started to say “dumb” or “stupid” but I stopped at the look of eagerness on his face.

With a sigh, I crossed the street and sat down at the biggest, greenest piano I had ever seen and began to play a tune to humor my spouse.

The weather that day was pure southern magic with a touch of October cool and just enough sunshine to keep a jacket at bay.

Click to read how God works in unexpected ways, even through Football, Fireworks, & A Big Green Piano (by Leigh Ann Thomas via www.JeanWilund.com)With no printed music, I played from memory. I began with favorite hymns, then moved to a couple of childhood recital pieces. The breeze kicked up a notch and I closed my eyes as my fingers found the notes to a song I learned as a child…

He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea…He alone decides who writes the symphony…

And in that moment, I began to worship.

He lights every star that makes our darkness bright, He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night…*

The words of the song filled my heart as the notes drifted throughout the city block. The Holy Spirit began His work…

See, Child? The pleasures of this world will come and go…but worship of Me is eternal.

That afternoon, with the ballgame a distant roar, my sweetheart and I took joy in the moment, in each other, and in the crazy-fun of a big green piano. We laughed and giggled like kids and did manage to find a pizza place with a TV to catch the last quarter of the game.

I can’t even tell you who the Panthers played that day.

But the Lord used the experience to remind me of a couple of things:

Click to read about how God Works in Unexpected Ways, even through Football, Fireworks, & a Big Green Piano. (by Leigh Ann Thomas via www.JeanWilund.com) 1.   Without the right credentials, there was no way I could enter that football game.

It didn’t matter that my dad helped me obtain the tickets. My new Panther’s t-shirt didn’t matter one iota. The fact that I had driven three hours, spent money on a hotel, and was really excited meant nothing.

See where I’m going here? Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6)

When the reunions and celebrations begin on the New Heaven and the New Earth—with heavenly fireworks and incredible music—the only way to be invited in is to have the right credentials. Jesus. Only Jesus.

2.  And sometimes, God has other plans. 

If I dig in and insist on my own way, I may miss out on something better—something God-designed just for me. Am I willing to trust in His purposes?

My husband and I view our day of almost seeing a Panther’s game as an adventure and a treasure. We wouldn’t trade the unexpected joys for anything.

On track for the best day ever?

Absolutely.

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*Song-“He” by Richard Mullan, Jack Richards

Leigh Ann Thomas2Leigh Ann Thomas loves to pen devotional material, church worship drama, and short fiction. Her stories have won several awards and her latest work is included in the Southern Writers Short Story Edition 2015. She is the author of Time Out: A Quiet-time Devotional for Busy Moms and a columnist for AlmostAnAuthor.com. Leigh Ann blogs at leighathomas.com where she encourages others to live full lives in Christ.

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Not Every Tree Falls in a Storm. (Colossians 2:7) Praise Picture -- Let Your Roots Grow Down Into Christ (via www.JeanWilund.com)


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Forty-five people were coming to dinner, and it looked like we’d have no place to seat them.

This wasn’t just a regular dinner.

As if dinner for 45 people is ever a regular dinner.

Our son Bobby and his fiancee Kaitlyn were getting married, and this was their rehearsal dinner.

The groom’s family has one job. Just one. Feed the wedding party and special guests the night before the wedding. That’s it.

Plus, you want to impress the new in-laws, so they don’t grab their daughter and run.

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