HOW I BECAME A SABBATH-KEEPER.
By Annie Plowman
I HAD been brought up in the Episcopal Church, and from a very young age I read and loved my Bible above all other books. As I grew into womanhood my heart was yearning for food, food, food. With this burning desire ungratified I left the English Church, in which my father was an ordained minister, and tried for a time the Presbyterian; then the Congregational, the Salvation Army, the Methodist, and finally the Baptist. Many years went by in this way, until I cried out for God to satisfy my still hungry soul. Blessed be His name, he heard me, and by His Spirit alone He directed me to reading and studying the subject of Sabbath-keeping. O, how very, very clear it all was. I was fully determined to obey God in everything He would show me in His blessed Word. I was a true Sabbatarian for three years before I heard of another Christian keeping the seventh day. From studying the Word, I saw plainly, too, that there is no present burning hell and that the state of the dead is an unconscious sleep; also that true baptism is by immersion. All was so very, very different from the teaching of the churches that I resolved on being led by the Word alone. At the end of three years, Pastor A. G. Daniells came over to Auckland, N. Z., and I went nine miles out of curiosity to hear the Seventh-day Adventist minister, by whom I was rebaptized. I need scarcely say—for my soul was at last satisfied—that I united with them, as they had "for thus saith the Lord" for every statement made. I have never yet been sorry for the change, but praise God who led me so wondrously by His Spirit "out of darkness into His marvelous light," and has given me so many brothers and sisters in the same faith. I look for a glorious meeting soon, when Jesus comes in the glory of His Father and that of the holy angels. Trusting I have not intruded too much and that this may strengthen some one or other to "search the Scriptures" and see for themselves if these things be so or not. ANNIE PLOWMAN.