Dear Brethren,
The Lord gave me a view, January 26, 1850, which I will relate.
I saw that some of the people of God are stupid and dormant and
but half awake; they do not realize the time we are now living
in, and that the man with the "dirt brush" has entered,
and that some are in danger of being swept away. I begged of Jesus
to save them, to spare them a little longer, and let them see
their awful danger, that they might get ready before it should
be forever too late. The angel said, "Destruction is coming
like a mighty whirlwind." I begged of the angel to pity and
to save those who loved this world, who were attached to their
possessions and were not willing to cut loose from them and sacrifice
to speed the messengers on their way to feed the hungry sheep
who were perishing for want of spiritual food.
As I viewed poor souls dying for want of the present truth, and
some who professed to believe the truth were letting them die
by withholding the necessary means to carry forward the work of
God, the sight was too painful, and I begged of the angel to remove
it from me. I saw that when the cause of God called for some of
their property, like the young man who came to Jesus (Matt. 19:16-22)
they went away sorrowful, and that soon the overflowing scourge
would pass over and sweep their possessions all away, and then
it would be too late to sacrifice earthly goods, and lay up a
treasure in heaven.
I then saw the glorious Redeemer, beautiful and lovely; that He
left the realms of glory and came to this dark and lonely world
to give His precious life and die, the just for the unjust. He
bore the cruel mocking and scourging, wore the plaited crown of
thorns, and sweat great drops of blood in the garden, while the
burden of the sins of the whole world was upon Him. The angel
asked, "What for?" Oh, I saw and knew that it was for
us; for our sins He suffered all this, that by His precious blood
He might redeem us unto God!
Then again was held up before me those who were not willing to
dispose of this world's goods to save perishing souls by sending
them the truth while Jesus stands before the Father pleading His
blood, His sufferings, and His death for them; and while God's
messengers are waiting, ready to carry them the saving truth that
they might be sealed with the seal of the living God. It is hard
for some who profess to believe the present truth to do even so
little as to hand the messengers God's own money that He has lent
them to be stewards over.
The suffering Jesus, His love so deep as to lead Him to give His
life for man, was again held up before me; also the lives of those
who professed to be His followers, who had this world's goods,
but considered it so great a thing to help the cause of salvation.
The angel said, "Can such enter heavens?" Another angel
answered, "No, never, never, never. Those who are not interested
in the cause of God on earth can never sing the song of redeeming
love above." I saw that the quick work that God was doing
on the earth would soon be cut short in righteousness and that
the messengers must speed swiftly on their way to search out the
scattered flock. An angel said, "Are all messengers?"
Another answered, "No, no; God's messengers have a message."
I saw that the cause of God had been hindered and dishonored by
some traveling who had no message from God. Such will have to
give an account to God for every dollar they have used in traveling
where it was not their duty to go, because that money might have
helped on the cause of God; and for the lack of the spiritual
food that might have been given them by God's called and chosen
messengers, had they had the means, souls have starved and died.
I saw that those who have strength to labor with their hands and
help sustain the cause were as accountable for their strength
as others were for their property.
The mighty shaking has commenced and will go on, and all will
be shaken out who are not willing to take a bold and unyielding
stand for the truth and to sacrifice for God and His cause. The
angel said, "Think ye that any will be compelled to sacrifice?
No, no. It must be a freewill offering. It will take all to buy
the field." I cried to God to spare His people, some of whom
were fainting and dying. Then I saw that the judgments of the
Almighty were speedily coming, and I begged of the angel to speak
in his language to the people. Said he, "All the thunders
and lightnings of Mount Sinai would not move those who will not
be moved by the plain truths of the Word of God, neither would
an angel's message awake them."
I then beheld the beauty and loveliness of Jesus. His robe was
whiter than the whitest white. No language can describe His glory
and exalted loveliness. All, all who keep the commandments of
God, will enter in through the gates into the city and have right
to the tree of life and ever be in the presence of the lovely
Jesus, whose countenance shines brighter than the sun at noonday.
I was pointed to Adam and Eve in Eden. They partook of the forbidden
tree and were driven from the garden, and then the flaming sword
was placed around the tree of life, lest they should partake of
its fruit and be immortal sinners. The tree of life was to perpetuate
immortality. I heard an angel ask, "Who of the family of
Adam have passed the flaming sword and have partaken of the tree
of life?" I heard another angel answer, "Not one of
Adam's family has passed that flaming sword and partaken of that
tree; therefore there is not an immortal sinner. The soul that
sinneth it shall die an everlasting death--a death that will last
forever, from which there will be no hope of a resurrection; and
then the wrath of God will be appeased.
"The saints will rest in the Holy City and reign as kings
and priests one thousand years; then Jesus will descend with the
saints upon the Mount of Olives, and the mount will part asunder
and become a mighty plain for the Paradise of God to rest upon.
The rest of the earth will not be cleansed until the end of the
one thousand years, when the wicked dead are raised, and gather
up around the city. The feet of the wicked will never desecrate
the earth made n
them--burn them up root and branch. Satan is the root, and his
children are the branches. The same fire that will devour the
wicked will purify the earth." -