L. B. KENDALL

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 9, 1861

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 17, No. 21.

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L. B. KENDALL

From Sister Kendall.

DEAR BRETHREN AND SITERS SCATTERED ABROAD: I want to say a few words of encouragement to you through the Review. I want to exhort you not to be discouraged, though we have fallen on perilous times. Though the way may be rough it cannot be long, and though the darkness grows more and more dense, and wears a deeper gloom as we go onward, yet when we press through it and get close to the side of our blessed Saviour, the union seems sweeter than ever before, and the blessed hope seems more precious than ever. O, I have been very thankful of late for the firm foundation of the commandments of God and of all that is written in his word for our instruction and admonition. While I have seen the infidelity that stalks forth in the land and the cavils that are cast upon the word of the Lord, I feel like clasping the truth closer to my heart and trying to live it out more perfectly.
It is now some over thirteen years since I and my companion have been trying to keep the Sabbath with the rest of the commandments; and I can truly say, The Lord has not been a barren wilderness to my soul. O, his many mercies to an unworthy worm! how many times he has raised me up from raging disease! When no other arm could rescue, and no other power save, his own arm brought salvation, and his right hand sustained me; and I have felt his promise literally verified: "They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength."
I feel like saying to the dear saints, the Lord is the same to day that he ever has been, and though I am again brought quite low by the power of disease I feel that he has not forgotten me. One word from him can break the bands of disease asunder if it will be for my good and his glory. I desire that his will may be done concerning me.
I would say to the dear saints with whom I have been acquainted even from the first of the message, especially to Bro. and sister White, Be not cast down; the Lord remembers all the sacrifices you have made, all the sorrow you have endured, all the anguish you have suffered; and many of the saints remember them too; and soon you will have your reward. I can say that my heart and hand is with you, and my feeble prayers shall follow you in your onward course. The little flock are very near unto me, and I hope soon to meet them safe in our Father's home.

L. B. KENDALL

Roxbury, Vt.