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Life sketches of ellen g. white

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seemed to stamp them as the language <strong>of</strong> truth. p. 27,<br />

Para. 1, [LS15].<br />

He was courteous and sympathetic. When every seat in the<br />

house was full, and the platform and places about the<br />

pulpit seemed overcrowded, I have seen him leave the desk,<br />

and walk down the aisle, and take some feeble old man or<br />

woman by the hand and find a seat for them, then return and<br />

resume his discourse. He was indeed rightly called "Father<br />

Miller," for he had a watchful care over those who came<br />

under his ministrations, was affectionate in his manner, <strong>of</strong><br />

a genial disposition and tender heart. p. 27, Para. 2,<br />

[LS15].<br />

He was an interesting speaker, and his exhortations, both<br />

to pr<strong>of</strong>essed Christians and the impenitent, were<br />

appropriate and powerful. Sometimes a solemnity so marked<br />

as to be painful, pervaded his meetings. A sense <strong>of</strong> the<br />

impending crisis <strong>of</strong> human events impressed the minds <strong>of</strong> the<br />

listening crowds. Many yielded to the conviction <strong>of</strong> the<br />

Spirit <strong>of</strong> God. Gray haired men and aged women with<br />

trembling steps sought the anxious seats; those in the<br />

strength <strong>of</strong> maturity, the youth and children, were deeply<br />

stirred. Groans and the voice <strong>of</strong> weeping and <strong>of</strong> praise to<br />

God were mingled at the altar <strong>of</strong> prayer. p. 27, Para. 3,<br />

[LS15].<br />

I believed the solemn words spoken by the servant <strong>of</strong> God,<br />

and my heart was pained when they were opposed or made the<br />

subject <strong>of</strong> jest. I frequently attended the meetings, and<br />

believed that Jesus was soon to come in the clouds <strong>of</strong><br />

heaven; but my great anxiety was to be ready to meet Him.<br />

My mind constantly dwelt upon the subject <strong>of</strong> holiness <strong>of</strong><br />

heart. I longed above all things to obtain this great<br />

blessing, and feel that I was entirely accepted <strong>of</strong> God. p.<br />

27, Para. 4, [LS15].<br />

In Perplexity Over Sanctification -- Among the Methodists<br />

I had heard much in regard to sanctification, but had no<br />

definite idea in regard to it. This blessing seemed away<br />

beyond my reach, a state <strong>of</strong> purity my heart could never<br />

know. I had seen persons lose their physical strength under<br />

the influence <strong>of</strong> strong mental excitement, and had heard<br />

this pronounced to be the evidence <strong>of</strong> sanctification. But I<br />

could not comprehend what was necessary in order to be<br />

fully consecrated to God. My Christian friends said to me:<br />

"Believe in Jesus now! Believe that He accepts you now! "

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