Standing Alone in Pulaski
By Matilda A. Streeter
Bro. Smith: I am sorry to say that I still stand alone in this place; no one to converse with of like precious faith. Sometimes a brother and sister call on us, and it seems almost like angels' visits. I get refreshed and strengthened. O, how I have longed and prayed for some messenger to come this way and present the truth before the people. It does seem to me there are some honest ones in Pulaski. Remember, dear brethren, that there is more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, than over ninety and nine just persons that need no repentance; and O how my drooping spirits would be refreshed to hear a Second Advent preacher once more! I have not heard one for several years, or been to any meeting. I have many dark hours, and am sometimes tempted to give up the truth. Satan says the way is so hard, but the blessed Saviour beckons me onward, and I must go. I am bound for that city above, and none shall stop me as long as I have the Saviour for my friend. I often think of the words of sister White, that if we ever get to heaven our afflictions here will not be worth naming; heaven will be cheap enough, even if we lose this life to gain it. Dear brethren and sisters, pray for me. I do desire to so live that I may meet you all at the great feast, when the blessed Saviour will gird himself and serve his saints. My heart has been encouraged since I have been writing. My way is onward and upward. Yours waiting for the coming of our Lord and Saviour. Matilda A. Streeter. Pulaski, N. Y., Dec. 1st, 1858.