This House

Thomas Parkison Warne life’s work was to write this book. When he was twenty-one years old, he had an experience. “Gently, quietly, I know not when it came, the moment, nor when it departed…its overshadowing. The impression I had received remained with me, as clay under a seal (Job 38:14). This happening, the experience, the knowing of it, long it was with me. The course of the righteous is like morning light, growing brighter till it is broad day. That which I had to offer was the only thing I had. It represented the only thing I had. It represented the only thing wanted to do. I would go as far as I could. I would work it out as best I could. Death would be the only thing that would stop my effort and end my hope of doing it. My thought was that I had something. I believed that.” “Thou hast beset me behind and before and laid thine hand upon me” (Psalm 139:5). “I had one thing, the key to all this. I believed that what I had received came from God. It had come upon me. What I could see, its appeal—the faith I had—I was taken up with it and filled with the doing of it.”

--Thomas Parkison Warne