John Inman
R.
P. Meeks' Tribute to John Inman
John
Bunyan Inman was born in Robeson County, North Caroline,
Dec. 5, 1850 and died June 7, 1889 in New Orleans where he
had gone to labored with a congregation. He came with his
father’s family to McNairy County, Tenn. in 1856. He was
trained up in the Presbyterian faith and was preparing for
the ministry when he united with the Disciples, Dec. 27,
1876, under the preaching of the long lamented Bro. Knowles
Shaw. He immediately took charge of the congregation at
Henderson, Tenn. which position he held until few months
before he started south in search of health, Dec. 5, 1888.
He preached extensively and very successfully in North
Miss., West Tenn., and in other places.
He was
married to Miss A. L. Owen, Aug. 27, 1878 and to Miss Rhoda
E. Carson Nov. 28, 1884. His wives were nice, cultivated,
energetic, devoted Christians, and willingly lent a helping
hand in his arduous duties.
What Bro. Inman regarded, as largely his life work was his
connection with West Tenn. Christian College. He was the
most prominent factor in the founding of this noble
institute, which has done and is doing such a grand work in
the cause of all causes. He was its faithful president from
the beginning until the board accepted his resignation some
time after he went south.
The trustees regretted so much to give him up, and were so
very fearful of the bad effect of his leaving on the
school, they induced him not to hand in his final
resignation until quite a while after he had virtually
given up the college work.
So far as institutions are concerned, West Tenn. Christian
College was “The apple of his eye, the ideal of his heart.”
He often spoke of the institution and inquired after its
welfare during his last illness. The many young gentlemen
and young ladies who have gone out from this institution,
that are now successfully filling the various stations of
life can give us a faint ideal of the magnitude of his
work.
His work will live long and well. The wave of influence
started by this grand man will gather strength as the years
go by; and the magnitude will never be known until it
reaches eternity’s shore and from its created bosom is
gathered the many ransomed souls who are wafted home upon
its swelling tide.
Certainly another of God’s noblemen has fallen under the
shadow of the cross—one who was true to his convictions as
the needle is to the pole.
The Bible was his guide. The good of people his aim. I do
not say he was faultless, but I do say I knew him twelve
years or more—most of the time very intimately, and it will
take one better acquainted with him than myself, to record
many faults he had. The youth of this county never had many
better friends than Bro. J. B. Inman. I have heard him so
often say, “I feel a special interest in the young men.” He
never tired in instructing the young how to make a success
in life. Comparatively few remained under his influence
long who were not persuaded by his gentle, though decisive
course, and powerful presentation of the truth to surrender
to Christ and give their lives to his cause.
But O, brethren, my feelings beggar description. He is
gone. He laid aside his mortal body, wasted by disease and
over work to put on an immortal body. In him the cause of
Christ has lost a brave defender, his wife a true and
devoted companion, his sisters a kind and tender brother,
his two little girls an affectionate father, many of us a
faithful brother in the Lord, and the writer…..(two
paragraphs unreadable)
How hard to think he is gone from his friends, who loved
him with a heroic love! How hard it is to know that he is
taken from the army in the midst of its triumphant march,
whose doings and hardships he endured with the deepest
pleasure! How hard to realize that he is removed from the
cause he loved dearer than life! His life, though not long,
is a ponderous volume of splendid deeds. How grand to think
of the youths he has trained for the contests of life!
He has taken them in their tender and illiterate hours, and
given them the bread of knowledge, and placed a brilliant
star of hope in their intellectual firmament. And grander
still it is to contemplate the great number of men and
women the channel of whose life he has turned toward the
Golden Gates. It will demand the final hour, o f the
world’s existence, to find the last pulsation of his
splendid influence. No doubt, as in his last hours he would
hear the break of the Atlantic waves, and feel its breezes
on his wasting cheeks, he could also hear the waves on the
eternal shore, and feel the zephyrs of life everlasting.
R. P. Meeks
Grave
Marker of J. B. Inman

J.B. Inman is buried in the
City Cemetery at Henderson, Tenn. From I-40 in West
Tennessee, take the Hwy 45 exit south. Go through the city
of Jackson, and continue south about 15 miles to Henderson.
You will be on the bypass in Henderson. Turn left on
Highway 100 and turn left at the next four-way stop
which is North Church St. Go about 100 yards and turn into
the cemetery on the right. The cemetery will fork close to
the entrance. Take the left fork and stop. Walk to your
left and head toward the front of the cemetery. From the
road there will be a line of two or three trees. Behind the
trees you will see a row of very old and small graves.
Inman will be second in from the south. Grave faces west.
GPS CoordinatesN35º 26' 22.2" x WO 88º 38'
46.8"