THE ORIGINAL
This was sent to me by the great grandson of the author. I thought it deserved a wider audience so here it is. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
THE ORIGINAL
REV. PAUL H. ANDREE, 1878 – 1970
This is a day of great inventions: new types, new styles, new designs, a rush towards quick beauty, ready usefulness and plans to make things easy. There are new high-powered medicines, skillful surgery and all kinds of new foods.
But there is more dissatisfaction, unhappiness, discontent, more diseases, more plaguing of old people with needles and tubes than ever before. Is there no balm in Gilead? No physicians there? Where is the good way? God’s way, the good way is to go back to the original. God’s plan is perfect. Man cannot improve on it. We can only discover it like the treasure found in the field.
I read in the life of one of our great artists that he studied mixed colors, and was working day and night until his eyes and brain were in a state of collapse. One day he stopped and went and took a hot bath, got a hair cut and shave, scrubbed his hands, put on new clean clothes that he had never worked in and then went out in the country to a farm. He lay down on his stomach and looked at the green grass, then turned over on his back and looked at the blue sky, then at the beautiful red sunset and at night at the starry heavens.
The farmer saw him and thought something was wrong. He went to him to see what it was all about. The artist said,”I have studied the instructions of men. I have seen their blending of different colors until they all seem to run together. Please let me alone that I may wash my eyes and mind of man-made mixtures and see God’s original colors. They are so healing and refreshing and so perfect when man doesn’t mix them.”
I have read and studied all kinds of mixtures of man-made religion, new methods and theories, Mr. Wiseman and talkative Formalist, until my head has reeled. I am fully convinced that what God wants us to do is to have a complete clean-up of colors and smells, a real break with the brain trust specialists, and to come to God’s farm of green pastures and still waters. The cedar perfumes of
Lebanon, the garden of spices, and the alabaster box of human love and kindness, a large dose of repentance. We need to see that our unbelief is as black has hell itself, and ask God to wash us clean, and make us a temple of the Holy Ghost. Bring us back to God’s farm of original Apostolic Bible Christianity. Oh, what beautiful, healthful colors these are compared to all the different man-made mixtures of this day. My daily prayer to God, Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost is, “I want the original.”
Rev Paul H Andree, Sr
Retired Elder