Alone, Yet Not Forsaken
By H. C. Miller
BRO. WHITE: I am one of those who, although not being where they can meet with others on the Sabbath, are still trying to keep the whole law. Alone, thus, with the noise of a busy world outside, one is apt to feel the cross to be heavy. Satan, ever on the alert to take advantage of our feelings, is, at such a time busy with our thoughts, trying to discourage us from continuing in the way of obedience; telling us to see how happy the people are to-day, and to-morrow going to their accustomed places of assembly; picturing in beautiful lines the pleasures we once felt in those services, and the enjoyment we had in the Sunday-school with the children; suggesting that we might still feel thus if we would only quit the course we are following, and our old ways, and be like other folks; whispering of worldly honors and ease in place of being alone. How at such times does the truth shine out brightly above all; conquering feeling, filling the soul with peace and joy, while we say to the tempter, Get thee behind me, away. Alone did he say? How did the still small voice give him the lie with the blessed promise, "I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee." And while we long for the pleasures of meeting in the worshiping assembly on God's holy day, and for the joys we once felt when with honest hearts we worshiped we knew not what, he causes us to rejoice in the promise that in that happy land that is to be ours at last, "there shall be but one fold, and one shepherd." That from one month to another, and from one Sabbath to another, all flesh shall come before God to worship. There will be no noise of laborers outside, no feeling of loneliness; but with joy shall we praise our Lord. This world with its sorrows will not be remembered there. Oh! such a world is worth striving for faithfully unto the end. Then will I turn away my feet from the Sabbath, from doing my pleasures on His holy day, and will make it a pleasure to hallow it in my heart, will call it a delight, the holy of the Lord honorable, for it is such in spite of man's efforts to dishonor it. May those who are privileged to meet on that day in His courts, remember in their prayers those who are alone.
H. C. MILLER.