From Bro. McMillan

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 23, 1870

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 36, No. 10.

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From Bro. McMillan.

DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS: I do not write thinking to edify any one, but lest some with whom I have taken sweet counsel in the past, should judge from my silence that I had fallen out by the way, I would say that as time passes, I prize the present truth with its present tests more than ever. As I see love dying out in those around me, for everything but for self, I am admonished that I must be “peculiar” in this respect, and not follow the multitude. Although I know that I have not done “all I could,” that I have not improved every opportunity of doing good; yet I am still looking to Jesus for forgiveness for my past shortcomings, and am striving by his grace not to repeat them. Owing to the money pressure for the past year, I have not been able to meet all my liabilities as promptly as I wished; but I believe that the Lord is a lenient creditor, and does not require payment where there is nothing with which to pay. But that he is also just, and when he sends us the means, he requires us to acknowledge the Giver. Praise his name. The signs are brightening in this direction.
We are surrounded by idolaters. Professors and non-professors are alike. The world with its vanities is the only god they worship. There is neither time nor room for any other. I am looking forward by faith for ministerial help the coming winter from some source. I want to clear my skirts from the blood of souls. For many miles to the east of us is a dense population of Danes, Swedes, and Norwegians, who are perishing for the want of the bread of life, and knowledge of the truth; but I cannot make myself intelligible except to a very few. Who will send me publications in this language to distribute among them, to prepare the way for labor? God’s “vine-yard” is large, and is much grown over with weeds. Every one should “labor” to pull at least a “weed.” There is resting by and by.” JOHN McMILLAN.
St. Louis Co., Wis.