GOING HOME by Lucinda B. Kendall

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 12, 1860

GOING HOME.

By Lucinda B. Kendall

DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS, scattered abroad: I want to say a word of consolation to you, while trying to press your way onward through the land of the enemy. It is that we are going home. How many times that one word, home, has cheered me onward when trying to breast the storms and tempests of life. As the way-worn traveler, after having long been exposed to the noontide heats and midnight chills, rejoices at any new indication that home is near, so has my poor heart rejoiced that we are nearing our Father's house of many mansions, where we shall meet all the dear saints that we have loved here on earth. Though some are separated by distance, and others are torn away by death, yet they will come again from the land of the enemy. O, blessed thought! It cheers me on. We shall meet them all. Not one will be forgotten. The lonely ones, too, will be all gathered.

O brethren, these things begin to assume a reality they never before possessed, to me at least. We'll go on. A few more trials and we shall be in sight of home, sweet home.

Yours in hope.

Lucinda B. Kendall.

Roxbury, Vt.