My early years were spent in a humble home, in which the Bible, God’s Holy Word, was read and held in honor. Some of the happiest hours of my childhood were, when father, mother, brothers, and sisters were gathered around the fireside, while wintry winds blew, and storms raged without.
A Bible Story was our usual Sunday Evening reading, and these stories. are with me in memory still. The story of the Eden Fall; the Coats of Skin covering Adam and Eve; Abel’s Sacrifice; Isaac on Moriah; Joseph in Prison and as Ruler of Egypt; Moses in the Cradle of Bulrushes; The Sprinkling of the Blood on the Lintel and Doorposts in Egypt; The Great Exodus at the midnight hour; The Passage of the Red Sea; The Manna falling morning by morning from Heaven; The Brazen Serpent; Crossing the Jordan; with the Gospel lessons they teach, were all set forth in simplicity and beauty by our father in these early years.
If you would be safely led and peacefully guided, use God’s Book day by day, never neglecting to consult in all life’s hours, the Word of God. For therein is all that you need to save, and to keep you happy.
The daily use of the Book of God in the family circle is, it is to be feared, much neglected in our time. If this continues, and becomes a habit, it will soon tell or the coming generation, and the early conversions, and happy youth we have seen in years gone by, will be less heard of. For it is the Word of God, and the truths it presents, that bring life to the soul.
ML 07/18/1943