About the Book
"Hope Between The Pages" is a heartwarming tale of love, hope, and redemption set in a quaint bookstore in a small town. When rare bookseller Clara discovers a hidden manuscript written by her grandmother, she teams up with widower and history buff, Oliver, to uncover family secrets and find healing in the pages of the past. Through friendship, faith, and the power of story, they learn to embrace the hope that lies between the pages of their intertwined lives.
William Booth
General William Boothâs early life
William Booth was born in Nottingham in 1829 of well-bred parents who had become poor. He was a lively lad nicknamed Wilful Wil. At the age of fifteen he was converted in the Methodist chapel and became the leader of a band of teenage evangelists who called him Captain and held street meetings with remarkable success.
In 1851 he began full-time Christian work among the Methodist Reformers in London and later in Lincolnshire. After a period in a theological college he became a minister of the Methodist New Connexion. His heart however was with the poor people unreached by his church, and in 1861 he left the Methodists to give himself freely to the work of evangelism. Joined by Catherine, his devoted wife, they saw their ministry break out into real revival, which in Cornwall spread far and wide.
One memorable day in July 1865, after exploring the streets in an East End district where he was to conduct a mission, the terrible poverty, vice and degradation of these needy people struck home to his heart. He arrived at his Hammersmith home just before midnight and greeted his waiting Catherine with these words: âDarling, I have found my destiny!â She understood him. Together they had ministered Godâs grace to Godâs poor in many places.
Now they were to spend their lives bringing deliverance to Satanâs captives in the evil jungle of Londonâs slums. One day William took Bramwell, his son, into an East End pub which was crammed full of dirty, intoxicated creatures. Seeing the appalled look on his sonâs face, he said gently, âBramwell, these are our peopleâthe people I want you to live for.â
William and Catherine loved each other passionately all their lives. And no less passionately did they love their Lord together. Now, although penniless, together with their dedicated children, they moved out in great faith to bring Christâs abundant life to Londonâs poverty-stricken, devil-oppressed millions.
At first their organisation was called the Christian Mission. In spite of brutal opposition and much cruel hardship, the Lord blessed this work, and it spread rapidly.
William Booth was the dynamic leader who called young men and women to join him in this full-time crusade. With enthusiastic abandon, hundreds gave up all to follow him.
âMake your will, pack your box, kiss your girl and be ready in a weekâ, he told one young volunteer.
Salvation Army born
One day as William was dictating a report on the work to George Railton, his secretary, he said, âWe are a volunteer army,â
âNoâ, said Bramwell, âI am a regular or nothing.â
His father stopped in his stride, bent over Railton, took the pen from his hand, and crossing out the word âvolunteerâ, wrote âsalvationâ. The two young men stared at the phrase âa salvation armyâ, then both exclaimed âHallelujahâ. So the Salvation Army was born.
As these dedicated, Spirit-filled soldiers of the cross flung themselves into the battle against evil under their blood and fire banner, amazing miracles of deliverance occurred. Alcoholics, prostitutes and criminals were set free and changed into workaday saints.
Cecil Rhodes once visited the Salvation Army farm colony for men at Hadleigh, Essex, and asked after a notorious criminal who had been converted and rehabilitated there.
âOhâ, was the answer, âHe has left the colony and has had a regular job outside now for twelve months.â
âWellâ said Rhodes in astonishment, âif you have kept that man working for a year, I will believe in miracles.â
Slave traffic
The power that changed and delivered was the power of the Holy Spirit. Bramwell Booth in his book Echoes and Memories describes how this power operated, especially after whole nights of prayer. Persons hostile to the Army would come under deep conviction and fall prostrate to the ground, afterward to rise penitent, forgiven and changed. Healings often occurred and all the gifts of the Spirit were manifested as the Lord operated through His revived Body under William Boothâs leadership.
Terrible evils lay hidden under the curtain of Victorian social life in the nineteenth century. The Salvation Army unmasked and fought them. Its work among prostitutes soon revealed the appalling wickedness of the white slave traffic, in which girls of thirteen were sold by their parents to the pimps who used them in their profitable brothels, or who traded them on the Continent.
âThousands of innocent girls, most of them under sixteen, were shipped as regularly as cattle to the state-regulated brothels of Brussels and Antwerp.â (Collier).
Imprisoned
In order to expose this vile trade, W. T. Stead (editor of The Pall Mall Gazette) and Bramwell Booth plotted to buy such a child in order to shock the Victorians into facing the fact of this hidden moral cancer in their society. This thirteen-year-old girl, Eliza Armstrong, was bought from her mother for ÂŁ5 and placed in the care of Salvationists in France.
W. T. Stead told the story in a series of explosive articles in The Pall Mall Gazette which raised such a furore that Parliament passed a law raising the age of consent from thirteen to sixteen. However, Booth and Stead were prosecuted for abduction, and Stead was imprisoned for three months.
William Booth always believed the essential cause of social evil and suffering was sin, and that salvation from sin was its essential cure. But as his work progressed, he became increasingly convinced that social redemption and reform should be an integral part of Christian mission.
So at the age of sixty he startled England with the publication of the massive volume entitled In Darkest England, and the Way Out. It was packed with facts and statistics concerning Britainâs submerged corruption, and proved that a large proportion of her population was homeless, destitute and starving. It also outlined Boothâs answer to the problem â his own attempt to begin to build the welfare state.
All this was the result of two yearsâ laborious research by many people, including the loyal W. T. Stead. On the day the volume was finished and ready for publication, Stead was conning its final pages in the home of the Booths. At last he said, âThat work will echo round the world. I rejoice with an exceeding great joy.â
âAnd Iâ, whispered Catherine, dying of cancer in a corner of the room, âAnd I most of all thank God. Thank God!â As the work of the Salvation Army spread throughout Britain and into many countries overseas, it met with brutal hostility. In many places Skeleton Armies were organised to sabotage this work of God. Hundreds of officers were attacked and injured (some for life). Halls and offices were smashed and fired. Meetings were broken up by gangs organised by brothel keepers and hostile publicans.
One sympathiser in Worthing defended his life and property with a revolver. But Boothâs soldiers endured the persecution for many years, often winning over their opponents by their own offensive of Christian love.
The Army that William Booth created under God was an extension of his own dedicated personality. It expressed his own resolve in his words which Collier places on the first page of his book:
âWhile women weep as they do now, Iâll fight; while little children go hungry as they do now, Iâll fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, Iâll fightâIâll fight to the very end!â
Toward the end of his life, he became blind. When he heard the doctorâs verdict that he would never see again, he said to his son: âBramwell, I have done what I could for God and the people with my eyes. Now I shall see what I can do for God and the people without my eyes.â
But the old warrior had finally laid down his sword. His daughter, Eva, head of the Armyâs work in America, came home to say her last farewell. Standing at the window she described to her father the glory of that eveningâs sunset.
âI cannot see it,â said the General, âbut I shall see the dawn.â
The Difficult Habit of Quiet
The habit of quiet may be harder today than ever before. Donât get me wrong: itâs always been hard. The rise and spread of technology, however, tends to crowd out quiet even more. Now that we can carry the whole wide and wild world in our pockets, itâs that much harder to keep the world at bay. Our phones always promise another update to see, image to like, website to visit, game to play, text to read, stream to watch, forecast to monitor, podcast to download, headline to scan, article to skim, score to check, price to compare. That kind of access, and semblance of control, can begin to make quiet moments feel like wasted ones. Who could sit and be still while so much life rushes by? Even if we donât immediately pick up our phones, weâre often still held captive by them, wondering what new they might hold â what we might be missing. As hard as quiet might be to come by, however, itâs still a life-saving, soul-strengthening habit for any human soul. The God who made this wide and wild world, and who molded our finite and fragile frames, says of us, âIn quietness and in trust shall be your strengthâ (Isaiah 30:15). In days filled with noise, do you still find time to be this kind of strong? Or has stress and distraction slowly eroded your spiritual health? How often do you stop to be quiet? What God Does with Quiet What kind of quietness produces strength? Not all quietness does. We could sell our televisions, give away our phones, move to the countryside, and still be as weak as ever. No, âin quietness and in trust shall be your strength.â The quiet we need is a quiet filled with God. Quietness becomes strength only when our stillness says that we need him. Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth! (Psalm 46:10) This still, trusting quietness defies self-reliance. Quietness can preach reality to our souls like few habits can. It says that he is God, and we are not; he knows all, and we know little; he is strong, and we are weak. Quietness widens our eyes to the bigness of God and the smallness of us. It brings us low enough to see how high and wise and worthy he is. You can begin to see why quietness can be so hard. Itâs deeply (sometimes ruthlessly) humbling. For it to say something true and beautiful about God, it first says something true and devastating about us. Our quietness says, âWithout him, you can do nothing.â Our refusal to be quiet, on the other hand, says, âI can do a whole lot on my ownâ â and that feels good to hear. It just robs us of the real strength and help we might have found. God strengthens the quiet with his strength, because quietness turns weakness and neediness into worship (2 Corinthians 12:9â10). We get the strength and help and joy; he gets the glory. But You Were Unwilling The context of Isaiahâs words, however, is not inspiring, but sobering. God says to his people, âIn returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.â But you were unwilling . . . (Isaiah 30:15â16) Quietness would have made them strong, but they wouldnât have it. Assyria was bearing down on Judah, threatening to crush them as it had crushed many before them. And how do Godâs people respond? âAh, stubborn children,â declares the Lord, âwho carry out a plan, but not mine, and who make an alliance, but not of my Spirit, that they may add sin to sin; who set out to go down to Egypt, without asking for my direction.â (Isaiah 30:1â2) Even after watching him deliver them so many times before, they cast his plan aside and made their own. They sought help, but not from him. They went back to Egypt (of all places!) and asked those who had enslaved and oppressed them to protect them. And they didnât even stop to ask what God thought. They did, and did, and did, at every turn refusing to stop, be quiet, and receive the strength and support of God. I would rush to help you, God says, but you were unwilling. You werenât patient or humble enough to receive my help. âHow often do we choose activity over quietness, distraction over meditation, âproductivityâ over prayer?â Why would they refuse the sovereign help of God? Deep down, we know why. Because they felt safer doing what they could do on their own than they did waiting to see what God might do. How often do we do the same? How often do we choose activity over quietness, distraction over meditation, âproductivityâ over prayer? How often do we try to solve our problems without slowing down enough to first seek God? Consequences of Avoiding Quiet Self-reliance is, of course, not as productive as it promises to be â at least not in the ways we would want. The peopleâs refusal to be quiet and ask God for help not only cut them off from his strength, but also invited other painful consequences. First, the sin of self-reliance breeds more sin. Again, God says in verse 1, ââAh, stubborn children,â declares the Lord, âwho carry out a plan, but not mine, and who make an alliance, but not of my Spirit, that they may add sin to sin.â The more we refuse the strength of God, the more we invite temptations to sin. Quiet keeps us close to God and aware of him. A scarcity of quiet pushes him to the margins of our hearts, making room for Satan to plant and tend lies within us. Second, their refusal to be quiet before God made them vulnerable to irrational fear. Because they fought in their own strength, the Lord says, âA thousand shall flee at the threat of one; at the threat of five you shall fleeâ (Isaiah 30:17). A lone soldier will send a thousand into a panic. The whole nation will crumble and surrender to just five men. In other words, you will be controlled and oppressed by irrational fears. Youâll run away when no oneâs chasing you. Youâll lose sleep when thereâs nothing to worry about. And right when youâre about to experience a breakthrough, youâll despair and give up. Fears swell and flourish as long as God remains small and peripheral. Quiet time with God, however, scatters those fears by enlarging and inflaming our thoughts of him. The weightiest warning, however, comes in verse 13: those who forsake Godâs word, Godâs help, Godâs way invite sudden ruin. âThis iniquity shall be to you like a breach in a high wall, bulging out and about to collapse, whose breaking comes suddenly, in an instant.â Confidence in self drove a crack in the strongholds around them â a crack that grew and spread until the walls collapsed on top of them. All because they refused to embrace quiet and trust God. âIn quietness and trust would be our strength; in busyness and pride will be our downfall.â For Judah, ruin meant falling into the cruel hands of the Assyrians. The walls will fall differently for us, but fall they will, if we let busyness and noise keep us from dependence. In quietness and trust would be our strength; in busyness and pride will be our downfall. Mercy for the Self-Reliant In the rhythms of our lives, do we make time to be quiet before God? Do we expect God to do more for us while we sit and pray than we can do by pushing through without him? If verse 15 humbles us â âBut you were unwilling . . .â â verse 18 should humble us all the more. As Judah hurries and worries and strategizes and plans and recruits help and works overtime, all the while avoiding God, how does God respond to them? What is he doing while they refuse to stop doing and be quiet? Therefore the Lord waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you. For the Lord is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him. (Isaiah 30:18) While we refuse to wait for him, God waits to be gracious to us. Heâs not watching to see if heâll be forced to show us mercy; he wants to show us mercy. The God of heaven, the one before time, above time, and beyond time, waits for us to ask for help. He loves to hear the sound of quiet trust. Blessed â happy â are those who wait for him, who know their need for him, who ask him for help, who find their strength in his strength, who learn to be and stay quiet before him. Article by Marshall Segal