I sensibly felt the low state of God’s people, and every day I was aware that I had gone to the extent of my strength. While in Wright we had sent my manuscript for No. 11 to the office of publication, and I was improving almost every moment when out of meeting in writing out matter for No. 12. My energies, both physical and mental, had been severely taxed while laboring for the church in Wright. I felt that I should have rest, but could see no opportunity for relief. I was speaking to the people several times a week, and writing many pages of personal testimonies. The burden of souls was upon me, and the responsibilities I felt were so great that I could obtain but a few hours of sleep each night. {1T 576.1}

Jeg kunne mærke Guds folks ringe tilstand og hver dag var jeg opmærksom på om jeg var gået til min styrkes grænse. Medens vi var i Wright havde vi sendt mine manuskripter for nr 11 til forlagshuset og jeg udnyttede næsten hvert øjeblik, når vi ikke var til møde, til at skrive indholdet ned for nr 12. Mine styrke, både fysisk og åndeligt, var hårdt belastet da vi arbejdede for menigheden i Wright. Jeg mærkede at jeg burde have hvile, men kunne ikke finde nogen anledning til at få lindring. Jeg talte til folk adskillige gange om ugen og skrev mange sider i mit personlige vidnesbyrd. Byrden for sjæle var over mig og det ansvar jeg nærede var så stort, at jeg kun kunne vinde nogle få timer om natten til søvn.