Meeting Our Dear Ones Again
By E. H. Bliven
SR. E. H. BLIVEN writes from Westerly, R. I.: I praise the name of the Lord that he showed me the truth of the third angel's message, and gave me courage to walk therein. I would that there were more that loved the precious truth. I love to meet with God's people, a privilege which I have once a month, and hear them speak of his goodness. It gives me new courage; for I am but young in the cause, compared with some of the rest of you. I have felt sometimes that I must give up; but with the prayers and encouraging words of a dear companion, I am still striving for a land where there will be no sickness, sorrow, pain, nor death. There I expect to meet four dear children that lie sleeping beneath the sod, awaiting the last trump, when they will come forth in immortal beauty to meet with those they loved. O parents, if you have tasted the bitter cup, do you not want to meet your dear ones? Be faithful; for the day will surely come when we shall meet them again.