A Pilgrim’s Need for Prayer
By P. Robinson
DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS: I rejoice in the Lord for the promises in his word to those that love him and keep his commandments. I feel that Sabbath-keepers are, or ought to be, lights in the world; but I sometimes fear that I shall be a stumbling-block to others. I desire to be continually at the throne of grace pleading with the Lord to revive his work in my heart, and in the hearts of the remnant. Often with the poet do I feel to say, "Lord, what a wretched land is this,
That yields us no supply,
No cheering fruits nor wholesome tree,
Nor stream of living joy."
Every christian has difficulties to overcome, temptations to encounter, a warfare to accomplish, to which the world is a stranger. Pilgrims in the same desert land can at least console and encourage each other on their journey. We, my dear brethren and sisters are interested in the same cause; our home is not in this world; we seek it in the world to come. We have temptations, difficulties and trials common to each other. I feel that I need the prayers of all my heavenly Father's children. Your unworthy brother striving for the kingdom.
P. ROBINSON. Catlin Center, N. Y., Nov. 25th, 1858.