Life sketches of Ellen GWhite, being a narrative of her experience to 1881 as written by herself; with a sketch of her subsequent labors and of her last sickness . keep the Sabbath, but had not borne thecross of Christ. These were in a position where itseemed hard to move them. They needed to be shakenfrom relying on their good works, and to be brought 182 Life Sketches to feel their lost condition without Christ. We couldnot give up these souls, and labored with our mightto help them. They were at last moved, and I havesince been made glad to hear from some of them, andgood news respecting al
Life sketches of Ellen GWhite, being a narrative of her experience to 1881 as written by herself; with a sketch of her subsequent labors and of her last sickness . keep the Sabbath, but had not borne thecross of Christ. These were in a position where itseemed hard to move them. They needed to be shakenfrom relying on their good works, and to be brought 182 Life Sketches to feel their lost condition without Christ. We couldnot give up these souls, and labored with our mightto help them. They were at last moved, and I havesince been made glad to hear from some of them, andgood news respecting all of them. God is converting strong men of wealth, and bring-ing them into the ranks. If they would prosper in theChristian life, grow in grace, and at last reap a richreward, they will have to use of their abundance toadvance the cause of truth. RETURN TO MICHIGAN After leaving Adams Center, we stayed for a fewdays at Rochester, and from that place came to BattleCreek, where we remained over Sabbath and firstday. Thence we returned to our home in Greenville,where we spent the next Sabbath and first day withthe brethren who assembled from different Meetinghouse at Washington, N. H. XXIX RECLAIMING THE LOST After we had reached our home, we felt most sensi-bly the wearing labors of our Eastern tour. Many-were urging me by letter to write what I had re-lated to them of what the Lord had shown me con-cerning them. And there were many others to whomI had not spoken, whose cases were important andurgent. In my weary condition the task of so muchwriting seemed more than I could endure, and Icalled in question my duty to write so much, to somany persons, some of them very unworthy. Itseemed to me that there was certainly a mistake inthis matter somewhere. AN ENCOURAGING DREAM One night I dreamed that a person brought to mea web of white cloth, and bade me cut it into garmentsfor persons of all sizes and all descriptions of charac-ter and circumstances in life. I was told to c
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