LETTERS

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 8, 1857

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 10, No. 23.

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LETTERS.

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

From Bro. Dorcas.

Bro. Smith: Our work in the Third Angel's Message is still at Gilboa, and the vicinity around it. At this place we have been for some weeks, during which time many hundreds have had an opportunity of hearing the full, clear warning voice of the Third Angel's Message, but, best of all, many have decided to obey the truth; and the separation work is now going forward, to the great annoyance of those with whom they have formerly been associated. We who are connected with the Tent enterprise in this State, have much reason to be encouraged with the prospect that opens before us, of much good being accomplished in this way. O that the Lord of this great harvest would direct our efforts aright, and "send forth laborers into the harvest."
There is a vast field opening before us. The urgent calls that come in upon us from every direction could not be supplied with three Tents. I believe the time has fully come that the prayer should go up from every heart, "Send forth laborers into thy harvest."
For my own part, I can say in truth, that I have never had such a fullness of love to God and his people, as at this time. O the shortness of the judgment hour! I feel that there is nothing too dear for me to sacrifice for the cause of present truth. The world, and worldly professors may scoff on, if they will, and earthly relations may separate us from their company; yet our faith is in the living God who made heaven and earth the sea, and the fountains of waters.
Satan shall not triumph over God's elect, who are brought into the way of life and salvation, through sanctification of the Spirit and belief of the truth.
The work is onward and it will soon be accomplished. I feel thankful to God and his people, for the exalted privilege that I have enjoyed this Summer. It has been infinitely better to me than seven years imprisonment in any of the modern priest manufactories.
Yours with much love. Jesse Dorcas.
Gilboa, Ohio, Sept. 24th, 1857.