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In the Turkish Mission

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 30, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 52.

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In the Turkish Mission

By Guy Dail

GUY DAIL
Friday, October 22, we were able to meet Brother Frauchiger and family, Brother and Sister Scior, and Brother Voigt (all of whom have but recently arrived from the German Union Conference) at the home of Brother Z. G. and Sister Baharian, here in Stamboul.
Sabbath, the twenty-third, the Armenian, Greek, and Jewish brethren came to Brother Baharian’s house to attend the regular services. A friendly Turk was also present. In all there were about forty-five persons present. It was a great
She may also be a help to him by conversing with others and being social. We who have sacrificed homes and friends in every sense of the word to aid our companions in the work of enlightening those who sit in darkness, and to reveal to them the hidden mysteries of God, will be sure of our reward, and will have stars in our crowns according to the number of souls we have been instruments in leading to Christ.
When the solemn, important truth gets hold of us, self will die; then the language will not be: “I will go there; I will not stay here.” But our earnest inquiry will be: “Where does God want me to be? Where can I best glorify him? And where can our united labor do the most good?” This lesson of fully yielding to God is sometimes learned by hard experience, as I heard an elderly missionary’s wife relate. She said: “When my husband first asked me to take the children, and with him travel from place to place, doing active missionary work, I did not think it wise to do so, as I would not be able to give them the proper care, but would expose them to all kinds of disease, besides neglecting their education while on the road. Although my husband fixed up the wagon as comfortably as possible in inland China, and pleaded with me to go with him, still I refused to go. So he went alone. He had not been gone very long before one of the children became sick, so ill that his life was in danger. Then the Spirit could plainly show me my mistake in thinking that I was my children’s keeper, and I humbled myself before God, and asked his forgiveness for not obeying the Holy Spirit’s voice, and for my lack of trust in him who is both willing and able to keep. Right there and then I told the Lord that if he would hear my prayer and raise up our dear son, I would never refuse to go with my dear companion when the Holy Spirit influenced me to do so. The Lord heard my prayer, and healed our son. Then when my husband asked me to go with him out in active missionary work, my will was submitted, and we took all our children, the evangelist, Bible woman, cook, and packed and filled several wagons, and went in the name of the Lord. The result was that all the children kept well and strong. We had good meetings, winning many precious souls for the heavenly garner.”
When we as missionaries’ wives learn to lean confidently in childlike trust upon God, and have our affections centered in Jesus, deriving our life from Christ, the living vine, what an amount of good we may do, what a help we may be to others, what a support to our husbands! And to us the words, “Well done,” will sound like sweet music. The invitation, “Enter thou into the joy of thy Lord,” will repay us a thousand times for all sacrifice and trials endured to save precious souls.
Yes, the victory will be won by devoting to the work moral courage, ardent love for souls, and untiring, unwavering zeal. I am indeed glad, dear sisters, that we have this great privilege.