Chapter 16—To the Little Flock
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
... 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 (
Matthew 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
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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 were 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
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