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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 2, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 31, No. 24.

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From Sister Nichols.

By Carrie A. Nichols

BRO. SMITH: I have often thought I would speak through the Conference Department in the REVIEW, but feeling my inability, have delayed. But I know those of greater ability cannot do my duty. Oft, as I have read the cheering testimonies from brethren and sisters, I have asked myself, Is there no one to speak for the little company in Amherst, N. H.? Although the most unworthy of the number, I will say, that a little more than a year ago, through the labors of Bro. W. C. Gage, a number of families in this section commenced to keep the Sabbath of the Lord. We are still striving to keep all of God's commandments, and to overcome our sins. We have held our prayer-meetings every Sabbath when the weather would permit. Occasionally some of the servants of God have come this way, to speak to us, and cheer us on our way. Such have been precious seasons to us.
When I think of the dear, lone brothers and sisters, with none of like precious faith with whom to meet on the Sabbath, my heart fills with gratitude to our kind Heavenly Father for the light and truth he has sent us, and for the privileges we enjoy. Dear brethren and sisters, while your hearts must oft yearn for the love and sympathy of those of like faith, and to hear the words of life from the servants of God, how precious to you, in your lonely hours, are the words of the dear Saviour: “I will never leave nor forsake thee.” Oh! what a friend we have in Jesus. What a privilege to carry every thing to him in prayer. Dear brethren and sisters, I love you all, and
“Here is my heart, and here is my hand, To meet you in that heavenly land.”
I want to live up to the light that God in love sends me. I want to be a willing and obedient child, that I may eat the good of the land. The language of my heart is, Oh! for a home in the earth made new; a home in that better land; a home when Jesus comes to reign. I want to be one of that band. Pray for us, that we, with you, may not fail of eternal life. We must strive if we would enter through those pearly gates.
Your unworthy sister, CARRIE A. NICHOLS. Hillsboro' Co., N. H.