Dear Bro. White:—I still feel like a pilgrim and a stranger here on earth, and I have no desire to call this earth my home in its present sin-defiled state; but I trust, if I am faithful a little longer, I shall have a home in the beautiful New Earth, with all my Father's children, where there will be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither will there be any more pain; for the former things will have passed away. How comforting are the precious promises given us in the word of truth. When weighed down with trials and temptations the Word tells us, "There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man; but God is faithful who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it." It is true we have many trials to pass through, and we must expect to have them all the way along; but if we trust in the Lord, his grace will be sufficient for us, and we shall be able to live above them.
It is cheering to me to hear from the brethren and sisters through the Review. I wish more of them would write. We are commanded to exhort one another,7and so much the more as we see the day approaching; and what better way than through the Review? I think one must be blind indeed who cannot see the day approaching. But though darkness covers the earth, and gross darkness the people, yet we are not in darkness that that day should overtake us as a thief; therefore let us not sleep as do others, but let us watch and be sober. Let us not be weary in well-doing; for in due season we shall reap if we faint not. I am glad there have been such arrangements made about the paper. Let us all do our part toward sustaining it, that our faith may be manifested by our works; for faith without works is dead, being alone.