This little bundle of meditations takes its title from the fact that the writer is an itinerant preacher. These reflections have been set down in all sorts of places and under diverse conditions as the author has journeyed over the land. Then, of he is on a still greater journey as a stranger and pilgrim on the earth looking for a city whose builder and maker is God. Though never tired of the way, he is often tired on the way and sometimes while resting by the way likes to scribble a little.
The title is often found in the Word. Many interesting things happened “by the way” if one cares to look them up.
Finally, it is hoped that other fellow travelers who sometimes find the journey too great for them, as did Elijah, may get an extra “lift” from what has blessed another and, because it has blessed him, is herein recorded. May something in these pages warm somebody’s heart after that pattern of long ago: “Did not our heart bum within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?”