Hope for a Broken World

The end of a year brings time for reflection. In the new year, we look forward to better times, better health, better relationships, better finances, and a better understanding of who we are and why we're here.


Elmshaven, a historical residence built in the 1880's has been designated by the Department of the Interior as a National Historical Landmark. Though built by Robert Pratt, a railroad magnate from San Francisco, the home is best known as the final residence of Ellen Gould Harmon White. She named her home “Elmshaven” after the magnificent elm trees surrounding the property when she purchased "Elmshaven" in 1900..


Born in 1827, Ellen Harmon dropped out of school after the third grade. An older girl from school, in a fit of anger, threw a rock at Ellen, striking her on the face and breaking her nose. As a result, Ellen remained sickly for years and had to abandon her hopes for an education.


However,Ellen's love and trust in God deepened because of her accident, Her life became a series of miracles. God strengthened and guided Ellen, impressing her to write of His love and her own experience of His loving care. Ellen wrote, writing forty books during her lifetime. She became known as “God's Messenger.”


In one of her best-known books, The Desire of Ages, Ellen said, “No sooner is one converted than there is born within him a desire to make known to others what a precious friend he has found in Jesus.” She lived what she wrote. The author of 100,000 pages of manuscript, Mrs. White became a highly regarded Christian speaker as well as writer.


Though she died in 1915, Mrs. White's writings live on. Her books are currently published in 160 languages. She is known in the United States as the number one author of non-fictional books. Those who visit Elmshaven, and read her books, continue to be blessed with God's message of hope

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The Tie that Bind s “In times like these” starts the gospel song, “we need a Savior. In times like these we need an anchor.” Ruth Caye Jones, a pastor's wife living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, read the newspaper headlines with a feeling of despair. The year 1943 saw Allied troops in Europe struggling, hardships multiplying at home as well as the war zone, and ration cards a way of life. Turning to her Bible, Ruth Jones read II Timothy 3:1, “But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come.” Thinking of these words, plus those of Hebrews 6:19, “This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast....”, she began to jot down words on a piece of paper from her apron pocket. In times like these we need a Savior; In times like these we need an anchor. Be very sure, be very sure Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock! This Rock is Jesus, yes, He's the One. This Rock is Jesus, the only One!Be very sure, be very sure Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock! In times like these we need the Bible. In times like these O be not idle. Be very sure, be very sure Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock! This Rock is Jesus, the One. This Rock is Jesus, God's only Son! Be very sure, be very sure Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock! Chimes from the old clock on the mantel prompted a simple tune. And a beloved gospel song of comfort and cheer emerged. These times of 2020 are no less troublesome than those of 1943. But the reassurance of God's Word reflected in this gospel hymn reminds us of our Anchor, our Solid Rock. Only weeks ago, a small group of Seventh-day Adventist believers met on the lawn of Elmshaven to celebrate the Lord's Supper. Sundown on Sabbath evening found these Christians, hungry for fellowship, participating in this solemn event together. They met under COVID restrictions, undaunted by masks and distancing, grateful to worship together for this remembrance of the Lord Jesus. Elmshaven, a special home built in the late 1800's, named by it's owner, Mrs. Ellen G. White, provided a haven for her to rest and write beneath the elm trees. Here Mrs. White spent the last 15 years of her singularly productive life
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