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Remember Us In Your Prayers That We Grow Not Weary In Well Doing. It Is Hard To Work For Years With Pure Motives, And All The Time Be Looked Upon By Most Of Those To Whom Our Lives Are Devoted As Having Some Sinister Object In View. Disinterested Labor - Benevolence - Is So Out Of Their Line Of Thought, That Many Look Upon Us As Having Some Ulterior Object In View; But He Who Died For Us, And Whom We Ought To Copy, Did More For Us Than We Can Do For Any One Else. He Endured The Contradiction Of Sinners. We Should Have Grace To Follow In His Steps.

I Saw The Duty And Inestimable Privilege _immediately_ To Accept Salvation By Christ. Humbly Believing That Through Sovereign Mercy And Grace I Have Been Enabled So To Do, And Having Felt In Some Measure Its Effects On My Still Depraved And Deceitful Heart, It Is My Desire To Show My Attachment To The Cause Of Him Who Died For Me By Devoting My Life To His Service.

If You Knew The Satisfaction Of Performing Such A Duty, As Well As The Gratitude To God Which The Missionary Must Always Feel, In Being Chosen For So Noble, So Sacred A Calling, You Would Have No Hesitation In Embracing It.

There Is A Ruler Above, And His Providence Guides All Things. He Is Our Friend And Has Plenty Of Work For All His People To Do. It Is Such A Blessing And A Privilege To Be Led Into His Work Instead Of Into The Service Of The Hard Taskmasters - The Devil And Sin.

Terrorism Is A Word With Little Content - It Is A Label For Brutalities Committed By ‘the Enemy’, And From Which One’s Own Acts Of Destruction Are Exempted. It Is An Inchoate And Emotionally Laden Concept, A Semantic Mirror Of Our Dishonesty And A Repository For Everything About War That We Would Like To Disavow. Making A Sharp Distinction Between War And Terrorism Is At Best A Self-deceptive Game.