A few Sunday mornings since, I went into my study to prepare a discourse, or rather some spiritual food, for the little flock I try to feed, that they may grow into the consciousness of their vast possessions as spiritual children of God; and as usual, I commenced in silence to solicit help from God. I felt that I had but little light and lesser understanding.
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