COMMUNICATIONS by Asenith Southworth

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 27, 1856

COMMUNICATIONS.

By Asenith Southworth

"Then they that feared the Lord spake often one to another."

From Sister Southworth.

BRO. SMITH :—It is now near five years since I first learned there were a people called Sabbath-keepers, and was led to search for Bible truth, and embrace the Third Angel's Message, and obey God by keeping all his Commandments.

As it is ever cheering to hear from dear brethren and sisters scattered abroad, duty calls me to contribute towards encouraging others to live out all the truths of the gospel, and overcome through the blood of the Lamb, and the word of their testimony, for such only have the promise of a crown of life. For such a promise I feel truly thankful, and rejoice in view of the blessed prospect if faithful of immortality and eternal life beyond this vale of tears; and I am resolved to pursue the narrow way to that blessed abode, where sickness and sorrow, pain and death are feared and felt no more.

When I look back upon the Advent movement in 1843-4, and the passing of the time, believing as I then did that God's hand was in the work, I now see why God's people were disappointed. The light of present truth reveals the past and shows clearly that the Third Angel's Message must follow the two former.

I am truly thankful I ever heard it, and that God gave me a heart to receive it, and embrace its precious truths; and I pray that I may be enabled to live it out, suffer reproach for the sake of the blessed Redeemer, and reign with him at his appearing and kingdom.

For one I feel grateful for the Testimony for the Church, No. 2. I found it meat in due season. God will have a pure church, a peculiar people, zealous of good works. He has placed the precious gifts in the church for the benefit of his people. Praise his holy name.

Of late I have been passing through severe trials. I have been called to part with my dear companion, and am left in a lonely condition. But I feel that my loss is his gain.

"I walk alone, and oft am sad, And falls the briny tear, My heart is grieved with trials sore, And pressed with many a care." Yours in hope. ASENITH SOUTHWORTH. E. Hardwick, Vt.