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         Christian Experience and Teachings of Ellen G. White
      
      
        my face, and I felt such anguish as I had never felt before. A fearful
      
      
        struggle was before us. Should we fail here, all the difficulties of our
      
      
        journey had been experienced for nought.
      
      
        Before us, on the other side of the chasm, was a beautiful field of
      
      
        green grass, about six inches high. I could not see the sun, but bright
      
      
        soft beams of light, resembling fine gold and silver, were resting upon
      
      
        this field. Nothing I had seen upon earth could compare in beauty and
      
      
        glory with this field. But could we succeed in reaching it? was the
      
      
        anxious inquiry. Should the cord break, we must perish. Again, in
      
      
        whispered anguish, the words were breathed, “What holds the cord?”
      
      
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        For a moment we hesitated to venture. Then we exclaimed: “Our
      
      
        only hope is to trust wholly to the cord. It has been our dependence
      
      
        all the difficult way. It will not fail us now.” Still we were hesitating
      
      
        and distressed. The words were then spoken: “God holds the cord. We
      
      
        need not fear.” These words were then repeated by those behind us,
      
      
        accompanied with: “He will not fail us now. He has brought us thus
      
      
        far in safety.”
      
      
        My husband then swung himself over the fearful abyss into the
      
      
        beautiful field beyond. I immediately followed. And oh, what a
      
      
        sense of relief and gratitude to God we felt! I heard voices raised in
      
      
        triumphant praise to God. I was happy, perfectly happy.
      
      
        I awoke, and found that from the anxiety I had experienced in
      
      
        passing over the difficult route, every nerve in my body seemed to
      
      
        be in a tremor. This dream needs no comment. It made such an
      
      
        impression upon my mind that probably every item in it will be vivid
      
      
        before me while my memory shall continue.
      
      
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