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Brother Whiteside was a very busy man throughout life. His preaching took him throughout Texas, into New Mexico, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Tennessee, Kentucky, Virginia, West Virginia, Louisiana, Mississippi, Georgia, Alabama, and Florida. All these years he was doing an immense amount of writing and often debating. He lived in a time when The Church had to struggle for every inch gained, and weak preachers simply could not survive. He found time to moderate for Foy E. Wallace, Jr. in all his debates with the pre-millennialists, except the one in California. He once said: "I was born into a fight." He was born soon after the Civil War ended, and much of that strife continued throughout his early life. Religious differences were strong and strict lines were drawn, often with much bitterness. Most Christians of our time cannot conceive of the prejudice and bitterness with which the word "Campbellite" was once freely used, and sometimes still is. Of this and the growth of the New Testament church in the area where he grew up, he once wrote: "In spite of bitter and unreasoning opposition, the number of believers gradually increased. At the age of eighteen I was baptized in Swan Creek by Brown Godwin. I was born into a fight. About a half a mile up the creek was an old Methodist church; beyond that, perhaps a mile and a half, was a Cumberland Presbyterian church; a mile or two beyond that was another Methodist church. Down the other way, less than a quarter of a mile from Salem was a Primitive Baptist church; on a small tributary of Swan was a sort of hybrid Baptist church. About three or four miles down the creek was another Methodist church. It was the farthest away of any of them, but close enough to do some long distance fighting. I think about the time I came on the stage of action, these churches reached their climax of bitterness against us. An old lady said: The Campbellites are worse than the devil. The Bible says, "resist the devil and he will flee from you." "But you resist a Campbellite, and he will flee right at you." "So we had to fight or give up." Below are a few of his works. Collaborative Works:
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