How Azusa Street Exposed—and Overturned—Racism in the Church by Daniel K. Norris
He came to the conclusion that if he wanted to experience Pentecost, he would have to crucify his own prejudice. He went back to the mission and straight to the altar. There he prostrated himself in the dirt and sawdust and repented before the Lord.
As Cashwell wept and prayed, William Seymour, the black pastor leading the revival, came and laid hands on the white preacher. Cashwell was immediately baptized in the Holy Spirit.
[Charisma News] It was the fall of 1906 when G.B. Cashwell, a holiness preacher from Dunn, North Carolina, boarded a train to make a six-day, cross-country trip to Los Angeles, California.
For months he had been reading accounts of how the baptism of the Holy Spirit was being poured out at a little mission on Azusa Street.
The stories stirred a hunger in the preacher for his own personal Pentecost. He began seeking the Lord for the baptism of the spirit but could not receive. The frustrated pastor finally decided his only choice was to go to the revival itself.
Cashwell arrived in Los Angeles on a Sunday and immediately went to Azusa with great expectation. However when he entered the mission the scene was not what he expected.
Being a white preacher from the south, he found the mixing of the races to be too much for his own personal prejudice. He left offended. He could not bring himself to allow a black man to lay hands on him in prayer.
Cashwell felt he had a wasted the trip.
That night he wrestled with the Lord in prayer. He came to the conclusion that if he wanted to experience Pentecost, he would have to crucify his own prejudice.
He went back to the mission and straight to the altar. There he prostrated himself in the dirt and sawdust and repented before the Lord.
As Cashwell wept and prayed, William Seymour, the black pastor leading the revival, came and laid hands on the white preacher.
Cashwell was immediately baptized in the Holy Spirit.
This man's life was forever changed because he took down the wall that stood between him and the blessing.
Cashwell spent the next six days at the mission before making his way back to the Carolinas where he would eventually rent a warehouse and begin holding his own services. These meetings became known as Azusa East.
Today hundreds of spirit-filled churches on the east coast trace their roots directly back to G.B. Cashwell and his meetings in Dunn, North Carolina.
Oh, how things could have turned out differently had Cashwell not humbled himself that first night at Azusa. So many have been blessed because of the willingness of a man to surrender his own prejudice and find the reconciliation afforded by revival.
I was in Charlotte, North Carolina last week hours after the protests had turned violent. Unfortunately this has become an all too familiar scene: neighborhoods destroyed, stores looted, property burned and people terrorized, all while a militarized police force swarms the streets.
This is not the America we knew a decade ago...
This is not the America the LORD had in mind when HE poured out HIS HOLY SPIRIT, baptizing black men and white men in the early 1900s,
This is not what the LORD had in mind when HE said, "THE PROMISE IS FOR YOU AND FOR YOUR CHILDREN AND FOR ALL THOSE WHO ARE AFAR OFF, AS MANY AS THE LORD OUR GOD SHALL CALL." Acts 2:39
May we who believe, we who are baptized in HIS HOLY SPIRIT, be vessels of HIS LOVE and HIS POWER--working good, evidencing CHRIST to all our brothers, to all GOD'S children. May the only 'race' we see be the human race, for whom JESUS gave HIMSELF.
He came to the conclusion that if he wanted to experience Pentecost, he would have to crucify his own prejudice. He went back to the mission and straight to the altar. There he prostrated himself in the dirt and sawdust and repented before the Lord.
As Cashwell wept and prayed, William Seymour, the black pastor leading the revival, came and laid hands on the white preacher. Cashwell was immediately baptized in the Holy Spirit.
[Charisma News] It was the fall of 1906 when G.B. Cashwell, a holiness preacher from Dunn, North Carolina, boarded a train to make a six-day, cross-country trip to Los Angeles, California.
For months he had been reading accounts of how the baptism of the Holy Spirit was being poured out at a little mission on Azusa Street.
The stories stirred a hunger in the preacher for his own personal Pentecost. He began seeking the Lord for the baptism of the spirit but could not receive. The frustrated pastor finally decided his only choice was to go to the revival itself.
Cashwell arrived in Los Angeles on a Sunday and immediately went to Azusa with great expectation. However when he entered the mission the scene was not what he expected.
Being a white preacher from the south, he found the mixing of the races to be too much for his own personal prejudice. He left offended. He could not bring himself to allow a black man to lay hands on him in prayer.
Cashwell felt he had a wasted the trip.
That night he wrestled with the Lord in prayer. He came to the conclusion that if he wanted to experience Pentecost, he would have to crucify his own prejudice.
He went back to the mission and straight to the altar. There he prostrated himself in the dirt and sawdust and repented before the Lord.
As Cashwell wept and prayed, William Seymour, the black pastor leading the revival, came and laid hands on the white preacher.
Cashwell was immediately baptized in the Holy Spirit.
This man's life was forever changed because he took down the wall that stood between him and the blessing.
Cashwell spent the next six days at the mission before making his way back to the Carolinas where he would eventually rent a warehouse and begin holding his own services. These meetings became known as Azusa East.
Today hundreds of spirit-filled churches on the east coast trace their roots directly back to G.B. Cashwell and his meetings in Dunn, North Carolina.
Oh, how things could have turned out differently had Cashwell not humbled himself that first night at Azusa. So many have been blessed because of the willingness of a man to surrender his own prejudice and find the reconciliation afforded by revival.
I was in Charlotte, North Carolina last week hours after the protests had turned violent. Unfortunately this has become an all too familiar scene: neighborhoods destroyed, stores looted, property burned and people terrorized, all while a militarized police force swarms the streets.
This is not the America we knew a decade ago...
This is not the America the LORD had in mind when HE poured out HIS HOLY SPIRIT, baptizing black men and white men in the early 1900s,
This is not what the LORD had in mind when HE said, "THE PROMISE IS FOR YOU AND FOR YOUR CHILDREN AND FOR ALL THOSE WHO ARE AFAR OFF, AS MANY AS THE LORD OUR GOD SHALL CALL." Acts 2:39
May we who believe, we who are baptized in HIS HOLY SPIRIT, be vessels of HIS LOVE and HIS POWER--working good, evidencing CHRIST to all our brothers, to all GOD'S children. May the only 'race' we see be the human race, for whom JESUS gave HIMSELF.
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