FOREWORD
There are histories that are forgotten because they were
insignificant. And there are histories that are forgotten because the people
who lived them did not build the institutions that later wrote the histories.
This book is about the second kind.he story of the Old School Baptists in the American West is not merely the story of a few stubborn preachers who resisted change. It is not simply an appendix to Kehukee, Black Rock, or the better-known controversies of the eastern states. It is the story of men and women who crossed mountains, rivers, prairies, and eventually an entire continent carrying with them a conviction that was more precious to them than institutional success: Christ had already given His church everything necessary to be His church.
They carried that conviction west.
They carried it into Kentucky and Tennessee.
They carried it across the Ohio and Mississippi.
They carried it into Illinois, Missouri, Iowa, and Texas.
And eventually they carried it in wagons across the plains
and mountains to Oregon.
Some of them left behind farms they had cleared with their
own hands. Some buried husbands, wives, children, and friends along the way.
Some preached after working all week as farmers, carpenters, cabinetmakers,
merchants, or laborers. Their meetinghouses were often small. Their
congregations could be smaller still. Their names rarely found their way into
the histories of great American religious institutions.
Yet they went.
And wherever they went, churches appeared.
That fact alone forces us to reconsider one of the oldest
caricatures of the Old School Baptists.
They were not opposed to the gospel traveling.
They traveled with it.
They were not opposed to preaching in distant places.
Their ministers rode and walked extraordinary distances to
preach.
They were not opposed to constituting churches.
They constituted churches across an expanding frontier.
They were not opposed to cooperation.
Their churches corresponded, sent messengers, organized
associations, received visiting elders, assisted ministers, and maintained
fellowship across enormous distances.
What they opposed was something much more specific and much
more profound.
They questioned whether the church of Jesus Christ needed
another organization standing beside it—or eventually above it—to accomplish
the work Christ had entrusted to His people.
That question is the heartbeat of this book.
The western evidence makes it impossible to dismiss the Old
School resistance as merely an eastern reaction that began at Kehukee in 1827
or Black Rock in 1832. In Illinois, Baptist opposition to missionary-board
patronage had already become an associational issue by 1824. Daniel
Parker had published his attack upon the Baptist missionary-board system in 1820,
twelve years before Black Rock. The western controversy was therefore already
developing while the eastern struggle was still taking shape.
That changes the story.
The Old School movement did not arise at one meeting, from
one address, under one preacher, or in one region. The evidence in this volume
points instead toward something broader: Baptists in widely separated places
were confronting the same transformation and asking remarkably similar
questions.
Who had the right to direct the work of the gospel?
Who should call and recognize ministers?
Who should support them?
Who should determine where they labored?
Could a society composed of contributing individuals perform
work Scripture had committed to churches?
Could an educational institution gradually become the
gatekeeper of the ministry?
Could efficiency establish authority?
Could necessity justify an institution for which these
Baptists believed they could find no apostolic warrant?
Those were not trivial questions to them.
They touched the very identity of the church.
And there were sincere Christians on the other side.
That must be said.
John Mason Peck looked upon the vast western frontier and
saw settlements without churches, churches without pastors, children without
schools, and enormous opportunities for evangelization. His answer was
organization—missionary societies, Sunday schools, educational institutions,
denominational cooperation, publications, and eventually national home-mission
machinery.
The Old School Baptists often looked upon the same frontier
and reached almost the opposite conclusion.
If Christ had established His churches, called His
ministers, given His ordinances, and commanded the preaching of His gospel,
they asked, why should another permanent religious corporation be necessary to
accomplish His work?
The disagreement was not between people who wanted the
gospel preached and people who did not.
Both sides preached. Both sides traveled. Both sides
planted churches.
The question was what stood behind that work.
The manuscript repeatedly demonstrates that rejecting the
missionary system did not mean rejecting itinerant preaching or church
planting. David Badgley, for example, had actually participated in organized
missionary work, received society support, and traveled as an appointed
missionary before rejecting that arrangement—and then continued helping
constitute churches afterward.
That is one of the reasons this history matters.
It allows the Old School Baptists to speak from within their
own world rather than forcing them into categories created by their opponents.
Their story becomes even more remarkable as it moves
westward.
In Texas, Daniel Parker's people did something almost
unimaginable today. They did not wait for a missionary society to identify
Texas as a field and send an agent there.
An organized church moved.
Families, members, minister, faith, order, and
congregational identity crossed the frontier together.
The church itself became missionary in the oldest sense of
the word—not through a separate missionary corporation, but through the
movement of the body and the subsequent constitution of other churches.
The pattern appears repeatedly in this history:
believers move,
ministers move,
families gather,
the gospel is preached,
churches are constituted,
associations follow.
The church came first.
The machinery did not.
And then the story reaches Oregon.
There is something deeply moving about Isom Cranfill
crossing the Oregon Trail in 1847. He had been a cabinetmaker. He had made
coffins during a terrible period of disease in Illinois. Then he placed his
family among thousands of emigrants moving toward an uncertain western future.
His surviving diary records the journey, and after reaching Oregon he worked
with his hands while traveling through the Willamette and Umpqua valleys
preaching among scattered believers.
He did not arrive backed by a national denominational
apparatus.
He carried his faith with him.
So did John Stipp.
So did other Regular Predestinarian Baptists.
And while they were building churches in Oregon, something
else was happening farther south.
Osgood Church Wheeler arrived in California as a
commissioned missionary of the American Baptist Home Mission Society. In
1849—the very year the Siloam Association of Regular Predestinarian Baptists
was taking shape in Oregon—Wheeler was beginning institutional Missionary
Baptist work in California and organizing what became the First Baptist Church
of San Francisco.
There, on the Pacific Coast, thousands of miles from the
controversies of North Carolina and Maryland, the two Baptist visions stood
beside one another again.
One came through a national society.
The other came through migrating churches, elders, and
families.
One saw organization as a necessary instrument for meeting
the demands of a growing nation.
The other feared that every new religious institution
transferred a little more of the church's work into hands Christ had never
appointed.
That is the tragedy—and the grandeur—of this story.
These people were brethren before they became parties.
They shared Bibles.
They shared Baptist ancestry.
They shared ordinances.
They shared much of the same theology.
They often shared the same meetinghouses, associations,
families, and memories.
Then came the societies.
Then came the theological disputes over gospel means.
Then came questions of ministerial education.
Then boards, agents, salaries, schools, conventions,
publications, and competing definitions of Baptist cooperation.
Churches divided.
Associations divided.
Ministers who had once sat together ceased corresponding.
Congregations that had once broken bread together declared
one another out of order.
And from those divisions emerged two Baptist worlds.
This book does not need to pretend that every Old School
Baptist was correct about everything. They were not united among themselves.
Parker's Two-Seed doctrine created serious controversy. Later disputes over
predestination, gospel means, church discipline, and other matters produced
painful divisions even within the Old School ranks. The manuscript itself
acknowledges these internal differences rather than manufacturing an imaginary
golden age.
Nor does this book require us to question the sincerity of
every Missionary Baptist.
The issue is not sincerity.
The issue is history.
And history demands that we hear the forgotten side.
The institutions built by the Missionary Baptists survived,
expanded, accumulated resources, trained ministers, established colleges,
published histories, and became enormously influential. Inevitably, much of
Baptist history came to be narrated through the institutional descendants of
the victors.
The Old School Baptists left something different.
Minutes.
Church books.
Circular letters.
Associational correspondence.
Personal diaries.
Old newspapers.
Graveyards.
Fading meetinghouses.
Names buried in county histories.
And sometimes nothing more than a sentence recording that an
elder rode into a settlement, preached the gospel, baptized believers, and
helped constitute another church.
Those fragments matter.
Behind every faded name was a human life.
Behind every associational minute was a congregation of
people who had buried their dead, raised their children, worked the soil,
crossed rivers, survived disease, endured loneliness, and gathered again on
another Lord's Day because they believed that Christ would preserve His church.
Their story deserves to be told.
And perhaps the most powerful conclusion of this entire work
is that the western Old School Baptist movement was not merely an eastern
protest transplanted to the frontier. It was also a western response born
from western experience. Illinois Baptists had encountered missionary
organization and reacted against it before Kehukee and Black Rock. Parker
resisted the board system in the West. Missouri divided. Iowa inherited the
Regular Baptist network. Parker's congregation physically moved into Texas.
Cranfill and Stipp carried Predestinarian Baptist life across the Oregon Trail.
Meanwhile Peck, the Home Mission Society, Wheeler, and others carried west
another Baptist future built upon organized societies, education, and
denominational coordination.
Thus two Baptist migrations crossed America at the same
time.
One effectively said:
Send the gospel west through organized institutions.
The other answered:
Let the churches go. Let the ministers go. Let the
families go. And wherever God gathers His people, let churches arise according
to the order Christ has already given.
The manuscript reaches this very conclusion: two Baptist
westward expansions were occurring simultaneously, one through organized
institutions and the other through churches, ministers, and believing families
reproducing churches according to what they understood as apostolic order.
That is why this history should not be read merely as a
denominational curiosity.
It asks a question that has never gone away.
Is the church sufficient for the work Christ gave the
church?
Every generation answers that question, whether it realizes
it or not.
The old meetinghouses may be gone.
The wagon roads have disappeared beneath highways.
The frontier graves are weathered.
Many of the associations recorded in these pages have
vanished.
The voices of their elders have been silent for more than a
century.
But the question they carried across the mountains still
lives.
And before we dismiss their answer as backward, primitive,
or obsolete, we owe them the dignity of listening.
That is the purpose of this book.
To recover their names.
To reopen their records.
To follow their footsteps west.
And, for a little while, to hear again the voices of those forgotten Baptists who crossed a continent believing that they did not need to reinvent the church in order to carry the gospel to the ends of the earth.
Guillermo Santmaria