Nature Coast Unitarian Universalists    September 24, 2000

Lecanto, Florida

 

Unitarian Universalist Heroes #2

“John Murray: Messenger of Hopel”

A First Person Sermon by Uoyd H. Dunham

Honoring the Father of Unlversalism in America

 

Scripture

Psalm 145:8-9

Matthew 7:9-11

 

Did you hear those readings?

“If you,

being human,

know how to give good gifts to your children,

how much more will God give good things to those who ask!”[1]

                   And how many times the Psalms say,

“The steadfast love of God endures forever!”[2]

I just cannot understand the people over at the Tabernacle!

They just couldn’t hear the Good News of Universalism in those lines,

even though it is crystal clear!

And because we believed these things

they expelled me and my beloved Elisa

from the Methodist Tabernacle!

 

Excuse me!

I’m ahead of myself!

My name is John Murray.

They call me

“the father of Universalism in America”.

When I recall my life in England --

and later, in America --

I get a bit carried away

by some of the things that went on

in the church in those days.

 

But you’ll understand better

if I tell you about my roots.

I was born in Alton, Hampshire, England

on December 10, 1741.

I was the oldest of nine children

in a middle class family.

We were able to live comfortably but with very few extras.

My parents were strict Calvinists.

They firmly believed in pre-destination,

that a few of us had already been chosen by God

to be saved --

and all the rest were damned to hell,

no matter what!

They put the fear of God into us!

We were made to live by stern religious demands.

               Home life was not very happy.

                  Father was as stern as the God he believed in!

 

During my younger years I escaped into my own world.

We lived by the Wey River

where I often went

to discover the wonderful creatures along the river

and the wonders of seed and soil.

What I experienced of Creation touched my soul deeply,

and revealed to me a loving and forgiving Creator..

 

When I was ten

things got a little better

                  as we moved to Ireland

                                             where we joined the Methodists.

They weren’t quite as adamant in their Calvinism.

After my father died

I went to live with Mr. Little

                  who helped me return to England

when I was nineteen.

It was then that I discovered a great Methodist evangelist,

George Whitefield.

I was touched by his preaching.

I went to many of his meetings

and there met beautiful Elisa Neal

and fell in love.

We wanted to get married

but her stem grandfather objected.

When he discovered that we were meeting secretly

he wrote her out of his will.

As soon as she was of age

she left home

and we got married.

We became leaders in the Methodist Tabernacle of London.

While we were active at the Tabernacle

we heard about a man named James Relly

who was preaching a doctrine contrary to Calvinism.

He was claiming that God saves all people

Nobody goes to hell.

He detailed his message in a book he called Union.

Some of our Methodists went to hear him.

(Remember that I was still a strict Calvinist

even though I had a lot of doubts about it.)

At the Tabernacle

we were troubled when our people believed Relly.

You’ve heard the story

of how I was sent to counsel with one of our young ladies

who strayed over there.

She was so persuasive

that she got me to thinking -

what kind of a God would condemn most of the people

without giving them a chance?

I got RelIy’s book and read it

                        and was impressed.

Elisa and I went to hear him.

He was a powerful preacher and teacher!

He pointed us in a new direction.

Soon our Methodist friends at the Tabernacle found out

that Elisa and I had accepted this Universalist teaching

and they kicked us out.[3]

 

This  was the beginning of the greatest moment for Elisa and me.

                           We were excited by our work

with James ReIly’s Universalist movement.

Our joy was heightened by the birth of our son.

But our great joy was short lived.

Our little boy died after only one year.

Elisa’s heart was broken.

The shock was too great --

and she soon followed our little boy in death.

The debts that mounted up with their Illnesses

overwhelmed me

and brought me to debtors’ jail.

When I was finally free again

I didn’t have the heart for much of anything.

The loss of my family

took all the excitement out of everything else.

 

I was only twenty-nine when I lost my child and my wife!

In an attempt to escape it all

I sailed for the New World,

hoping I could hide there.

But wouldn’t you know,

God had another plan for me.

After a stop in Philadelphia,

we went aground on our way to New York.

Perhaps you know the story.

I went ashore to get food for the crew

and met this amazing man,

Thomas Potter.

He was sure that God had sent me

to preach universal salvation.

Circumstances left me no choice.

I preached there --

just before the winds changed

and freed our ship.

After that I was called upon to preach on board ship

and in cities and towns along the coast.

Very quickly narrow minded people

stirred up public resentment against me.

Someone actually threw a stone

through the church window In Boston,

trying to get me?

I retrieved the stone and said to the startled congregation:

“This argument Is solid and weighty,

but it is neither reasonable nor convincing!

“Not all the stones in Boston,

except they stop my breath,

shall shut my mouth !“[4]

 

When I arrived In Gloucester

in the Massachusetts Bay Colony

I found a group of people in the First Parish Church

already believing in Universalism.

They had been studying James Relly’s book for four years.

         I decided to settle there

while I went out preaching in lots of places --

up to Portsmouth

south to Boston and Rhode island.

The Calvinist heresy hunters in Gloucester

finally came after me.

They tried to run me out of town --

but I refused to go.[5]

 

Along came the Revolutionary War.

I volunteered as chaplain

with the Rhode Island brigade.

Some of the other chaplains tried to get me removed

but General Washington stood firmly behind me.

Unfortunately I took sick within a year

and had to go home to recuperate.

 

Opposition to Universalism in Gloucester continued to grow

even as my circle of friends grew.

The strict Calvinists at First Parish Church

finally dismissed sixteen of us

as unfit for church membership.

We then formed our own church In 1779

and two years later had our own meeting house.

Massachusetts required that we continue to pay taxes

to support the First Parish Church.

We objected.

Some of our people had their possessions confiscated

and sold.

We took the case to court

and we won!

It was a landmark case

establishing freedom of religion..

 

In all of this I still cannot understand.

These Calvinist Christians talked about a God of love,

yet they also believed

            that God cared so little about people

that most of them were already destined for eternal punishment

         regardless of how they lived!

 

A wonderful thing happened to me in Gloucester.

I met a gracious and fine woman,

the widowed daughter of Winthrop Sargent.

We fell in love and decided to marry and work together.

We worked together In the Universalist Church for a time.

                        However we soon left Gloucester as troubles continued.

We moved to Boston

and gave our attention to the Universalist movement

up and down the coast.

 

Some years before

I had discovered Elhanan Winchester,

a Baptist,

in Philadelphia,

who had independently adopted Universalism

and was preaching with eloquence.

In 1790 we had the first conference of delegates

from many Universalist congregations in Philadelphia.

I guess you could call that the beginning of our denomination.

            Three years later we met up in Winchester, New Hampshire

                        where we adopted our basic tenets.[6]

 

 

When I look back on history

I am amazed at how the liberal religious movement

impacted this young nation

way out of proportion to its size.

 

I’ve said a lot about James ReIly.

You may wonder about me.

Well, I’ll admit I was no great scholar.

I was not the one who conceived of the Universalist idea

or found It in the Bible.

James Relly taught me everything I ever preached.

Yet he was one of many.

Universalism seemed to appear spontaneously

in many places

in a brief period of years.

I was a follower.

            James RelIy’s Universalist message

appealed to something deep In my soul.

It meant so much to me

that I just had to pass on this Good News

wherever I went.

Even when they were throwing rocks through church windows!

  I felt called to tell the world

 that God cares for all people![7]

 

I went on preaching this word

until I was seventy-four.

Until the day I died

                                 in the fail of 1815

I did all I could to organize the churches

and tell the story of Universal salvation.

For that they call me

“the Father of Unlversalism In America”.

I am honored![8]

 

I don’t expect that many of you here today believe as I do.

I am a Trinltarian Christian

and a Universalist.

But I do hope that you are more open

and accepting of each other

than my neighbors In Gloucester

or at the Methodist Tabernacle in London.

We don’t have to agree with each other

in order to listen and respect each other.

And who knows!

In the process each of us may learn something.

It happened to me

when I went to rescue that young woman

from James ReIly

and Universalism.

It can happen to you!

 

You   have a marvelous opportunity here In this congregation.

                           You are a great mix:

humanists,

      earth-centered worshippers,

       Buddhists,

       Jews,

       Christians,

       agnostics,

       and probably others.

Each has something to offer the others

if you are open to receiving it.

You are probably the only liberal church in town.

You have a chance to show this area

how we can all be in community together

while respecting each other’s belief systems.

We couldn’t do that In my day --

and It hurt us all!

 

Those of us who see you from two centuries ago

are amazed at what you are doing

in modern Unitarian Universalism.

 

 

It could not have happened in 1800!

It’s a great thing you have going.

                        Keep It strong

and keep it vital!

And above all,

do all you can

to appreciate each other’s spirituality!

 

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References and Resources:

While I now have personal copies of several of these books, I am indebted to Margaret Bailey who has loaned me several books including a fragile 100 year old autobiography of John Murray. Thank you, Margaret, for helping John Murray come alive for me!

 

Cassara, Ernest (Ed); Unfversallsm In America: A documentary History

of a Liberal Faith

Ferm, Vergilius; An Encyclopedia of Religion

Murray, John: The Life of John Murray: Preacher of Universal SalvatIon, (1869)

Scott, Clinton Lee; These Live Tomorrow: Twenty Unitarian Universalist Biographies

Walker, Wlltlston; A History of the Christian Church

 



[1]  Matthew 7:11 (Paraphrased)

[2]  Psalm 100:5a

[3]  Scott, Clinton Lee;These Live Tomorrow; Twenty Unitarian Universalist Biographies, chapter three.

[4]  Ibid., p. 23

[5]  Ibid.

[6]  Walker, Williston; A History of the Christian Church, pp. 478-9

[7]  Scott, Ibid.

[8]  Ibid.