Now I See | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 6, 1875

Now I See.

BRO. J. R. PURINTON, of Madison, Co., O., with whom our readers are already acquainted, again writes under date of April 24, 1875:—

I feel thankful to my God first, and then to you, for the light I have received through the publications you have sent me. Before I received them, I often sought in vain to solve what I thought to be the terrible mysteries of the book of Daniel, the Revelation, and other prophecies. I have asked learned men, and pastors of churches to explain some of these mysteries to me. I asked them because I sought for knowledge, but I asked in vain. Sorrow fills my heart near unto breaking

to hear teachers in Israel proclaim a part of God’s holy Bible a mystery, because they, blind leaders, have been led by the blind, and have not searched deep enough into the great mine of religious knowledge to discover the precious gold.

Since I have read your publications, my eyes have been opened to see and understand that all “Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.” I thank thee, O God, that in the light of the present truth all mysteries vanish. The seals are broken; the scales are falling from the eyes of God’s people; the mysteries have become light; for the time has come for us to read, understand, and know, that the kingdom of Heaven is at hand.

My father writes to me from West Virginia, saying that he has received the publications you sent him, both books and the REVIEW AND HERALD. He is reading them carefully, he says, for no other purpose than to know the truth. He is deeply interested in them. Some of his neighbors are also reading them with some interest. My prayer to my Saviour is that these publications may not only bring light to my dear aged parents, but also to all my beloved brothers, and to my only, and dearly beloved sister Emma. My Heavenly Father, remember them, and not these only, but all the people that dwell among the rocks and mountains, on the hillsides, and in the narrow valleys of West Virginia, the never-to-be-forgotten, romantic home of my early childhood days. Oh! that I had the wisdom of Solomon, that I might persuade my friends to come out on the Lord’s side. Pray for them. Pray for me.