Brethren, with the beloved John I call upon you to “behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God.” What love, what matchless love, that, sinners and aliens as we are, we may be brought back to God and adopted into His family! We may address Him by the endearing name, “Our Father,” which is a sign of our affection for Him and a pledge of His tender regard and relationship to us. And the Son of God, beholding the heirs of grace, “is not ashamed to call them brethren.” They have even a more sacred relationship to God than have the angels who have never fallen. {5T 739.3}

Virk, brødre, virk, medens I har anledning, medens dagen varer! Virk, for »der kommer en nat, da ingen kan arbejde«. Hvor snart denne nat kan komme, er det umuligt for jer at sige. Nu har I jeres anledning; benyt den! Er der nogen, som ikke kan udføre personlige bestræbelser i missionsarbejdet, så lad dem leve sparsommeligt og give af deres fortjeneste. Således kan de yde penge til at sende blade (733) og bøger til dem, der ikke har sandhedens lys; de kan hjælpe til med at bestride udgifterne for elever, som forbereder sig til missionsarbejdet. Lad hver krone, I kan undvære, indsættes i himmelens bank.