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Bernie Warfield preaches on the “power to become” sons of God from Romans 8, framing suffering as the fire that purifies a Christian. He recalls being turned away from a Missouri diner because of his race while the Sunday church bells tolled outside. He was speaking at the Ohio CFO in 1960.
Bernie Warfield tells campers at the Ohio CFO in 1960 that they are “sitting on a gold mine,” the divinity buried deep within. Spiritual growth cannot be forced, he says, like a hatching chick that must break its own shell or die. He calls suffering God’s chisel, shaping a person into the likeness of Christ.
Gertrude Dekock Keehn tells the Ohio CFO in 1960 of being excluded from an Episcopal communion rail. Instead she met Christ at “a little altar” within her own soul. She offers the image to the movement as proof that true communion is inward, not a place at a table.
Speaking at the 1960 Ohio CFO, Bernie Warfield distinguishes meditation, where nothing is asked, from the three levels of prayer. He recalls once being lifted, during eighteen months of intense meditation, into what felt like a great spiritual choir, whose song turned from a foreign tongue into English as it neared him.
Bernie Warfield teaches four meditations for the Ohio CFO in 1960: on love, pity, joy, and serenity. He then turns to a lighthearted rivalry with a neighboring Baptist minister over whose fixed-up parsonage, and whose pumpkins, will look best.
Bernie Warfield closes a Sunday morning by walking campers through Paul’s list, “afflicted, but not crushed… persecuted, but not forsaken.” He then pictures a duck that survives a storm by folding its wings and riding each wave instead of fighting it. The message comes from the 1960 Ohio CFO.
Preaching near the close of the 1960 Ohio CFO, Bernie Warfield retells the mother eagle who strips the comfort from her own nest to force her young to fly. He then closes with an old story of a hunter who spends his life chasing a beautiful bird glimpsed only once, and who is content at the end to have caught just one of its feathers.