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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 10, 1869

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 34, No. 7.

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Laboring for the Lord

By N. Hiddleson

From Sr. Hiddleson.

DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS: I am still trying to serve the Lord, so as to be prepared to meet him when he comes. Time is short, and we have a great work to do to be ready to meet him in peace. Oh! I do want to be able to stand in the great day which hasteth greatly. I intend to labor to enter into that rest that remaineth for the people of God. There are many ways in which we can labor for the Lord. We can labor in secret, where none but God's all-seeing eye rests upon us. We can labor at the family altar, where strangers and friends behold our works. We can labor in the prayer and social meeting. We can visit the afflicted. We can lend a helping hand to the poor and needy, and as the poet says,
“If we want a field of labor, We can find it anywhere.”
Now let us hear the words of the apostle Paul: “Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord; forasmuch as ye know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.” How encouraging those words to God's dear children.
Cheer up, lone pilgrim, the rough storms of life will soon be over. Labor on a little longer; your work will soon be done. A bright crown of glory will be placed upon the heads of those that overcome. May you and I share with that happy company.
Our number is few that meet here from Sabbath to Sabbath; but, praise the name of God, his presence is with us as we meet for his worship. Some of our brethren and sisters have moved to Missouri; some to Iowa; others have been laid away in the cold and silent grave, there to await the last, loud trump, to bid them arise to obtain their rich reward. May the Lord help us that are left to labor on until Jesus comes to take his weary children home. May we all be ready to enter into the glories of that heavenly home.
From your unworthy sister, hoping for victory over sin. N. HIDDLESON.
Whiteside Co., Ill.