A Testimony of Consecration
By Mary Brackett
DEAR BRO. WHITE: I have felt for some time that it might be duty for me to throw in my feeble testimony with the dear remnant; feeling however my inability, and seeing so many that are so capable withholding, I feel fearful that I may be out of my place, but knowing this is an individual work in which we are engaged, I venture to write to let you know that I am daily trying to overcome, that I may at last get the gold tried in the fire that I may be rich, the white raiment that I may be clothed, and the eye-salve that I may see my duty day by day. We as a church feel the need of greater consecration and a closer walk with God. We meet together every Sabbath, and feel that to meet is not in vain. We had a very solemn and heart-searching meeting last Sabbath on fast-day. We truly felt that it was good to humble ourselves by fasting and turning to the Lord. I feel that I could not do without the Review. I love the cheering words of comfort and encouragement that visit us from week to week. I see a brother Harmon calls for the paper; for this I do rejoice to see the honest in heart coming out and acknowledging the truth as it is written. I believe he speaks the feelings of many that have not yet ventured to throw away the traditions and commandments of men. I united with the Presbyterian church when I was eighteen. I walked with them for nineteen years. My mind then became much exercised on the subject of baptism. I united with the Baptist church in Marshall. I was a member there thirteen years, and felt well satisfied until Bro. Frisbie came to lecture in a district adjoining us, four years ago last Spring. I went to hear with my mind much prejudiced; but when I saw the Bible held up and made so plain, my prejudice soon gave way, and I was led to see the beauty of God's work, and from that time forward have been made to rejoice in the precious truth, walking in all the Lord's commandments and striving for the faith of Jesus. I do feel to rejoice that I ever heard this glorious truth; and oh, shall I be found worthy to have an humble place with the children of God? Your unworthy sister,
MARY BRACKETT.
Convis, Mich.