Malamulo Mission by Mary Ellingworth

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Nov 25, 1915

Malamulo Mission

By Mary Ellingworth

MARY ELLINGWORTH

WE are preparing for two long, hard months,—August and September,—with seventy teachers to help. The difficulty lies in their many stages of attainment and nonattainment. We are thankful for health and courage to cope with these difficulties, and are assured that if we do our part the Lord will work through us.

Last Sabbath night I had a pleasant little experience. About half past four I put baby in his cart and wheeled him down the road, and a number of children from the village followed us. We went away down into the woods, and sat down where the forest is grand, and cool, and quiet, and while the sun was setting, we had a little closing Sabbath service. After a hymn we all knelt, some by a fallen tree and some in the open, while Elizabeth prayed. She thanked God for the beautiful Sabbath just ending, and asked that during the coming week we might not forget the things we had heard that day; that we all might be faithful and serve God in our work and in our play, and that we might always remember to begin each day with prayer. It was just a simple little prayer that each tot could understand, yet big enough for us all to take to heart. As we walked home in the swift-gathering darkness, I thought of what Khele says:—

"If on our daily round our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice."