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Life sketches of ellen g. white

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"The speaker's mind then turned to those blessed<br />

exhortations <strong>of</strong> the apostles in reference to the relation<br />

which the members <strong>of</strong> the body <strong>of</strong> Christ should sustain one<br />

to another, and their bearing, words, and actions toward<br />

one another. We were pointed to such passages as these: 'Be<br />

at peace among yourselves;' 'be kindly affectioned one to<br />

another;' 'be kind;' 'be courteous;' 'speak the same<br />

thing;' 'be perfectly joined together in the same mind and<br />

in the same judgment;' 'speak not evil one <strong>of</strong> another;'<br />

'live in peace; and the God <strong>of</strong> love and peace shall be with<br />

you.'" p. 255, Para. 3, [LS15].<br />

Personal Reflections -- Regarding her journey westward, en<br />

route to California, and her reflections while tarrying a<br />

few weeks at her summer retreat in the Rocky Mountains,<br />

Mrs. White wrote: p. 255, Para. 4, [LS15].<br />

"August 22, in company with my daughters, Emma and Mary<br />

White, I left Battle Creek for the West, hoping to receive<br />

benefit from a change <strong>of</strong> climate. Though still suffering<br />

from the effects <strong>of</strong> a severe attack <strong>of</strong> malarial fever, as<br />

well as from the shock <strong>of</strong> my husband's death, I endured the<br />

journey better than I had expected. We reached Boulder,<br />

Colo., on Thursday, August 25, and on the following Sunday<br />

left that place by private carriage for our home in the<br />

mountains. p. 255, Para. 5, [LS15].<br />

"From our cottage I could look out upon a forest <strong>of</strong> young<br />

pines, so fresh and fragrant that the air was perfumed with<br />

their spicy odor. In former years, my husband and myself<br />

made this grove our sanctuary. Among these mountains we<br />

<strong>of</strong>ten bowed together in worship and supplication. All<br />

around me were the places which had been thus hallowed; and<br />

as I gazed upon them, I could recall many instances in<br />

which we there received direct and remarkable answers to<br />

prayer. . . . p. 256, Para. 1, [LS15].<br />

"How near we seemed to God, as in the clear moonlight we<br />

bowed upon some lonely mountain side to ask for needed<br />

blessings at His hand! What faith and confidence were ours!<br />

God's purposes <strong>of</strong> love and mercy seemed more fully<br />

revealed, and we felt the assurance that our sins and<br />

errors were pardoned. Upon such occasions I have seen my<br />

husband's countenance lighted up with a radiance that<br />

seemed reflected from the throne <strong>of</strong> God, as in changed<br />

voice he praised the Lord for the rich blessings <strong>of</strong> His

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