The response to the little book, "By the Still Waters," written while the author was a country pastor, has encouraged him to set down these reflections in quaint, historic Charleston, South Carolina, where he is pastor of the very old First Baptist Church. The doctrinal position herein taken will of course be distasteful to those who have renounced substance for shadow, the faith of our fathers for the modern leaven of the Sadducees. However, we have also endeavored to eschew the leaven of the Pharisees as well, to season our speech with salt and not with vinegar, and to remember of what manner of spirit we are. Above all, we rejoice in no party label but in Him by Whom all things consist. This writer's humble prayer is, that across the ragged manuscript of his poor life God may write in blood and fire "NOT I, BUT CHRIST.