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Written by R. Anna Phillips   

Messenger of Peace--September 1911 

The following letter was sent us by Sister Tucker with a request to publish:

Mrs. Theo E. Tucker:

My Dear Sister in Christ—Your dear, good letter came to me three days since, during the time of the annual meeting of our church, when we commemorate the Lord’s death and wash one another’s feet. Propped with cushions and pillows I at­tended Friday, three miles away. Then rested Saturday, and was able to attend Sunday; rested yesterday, Monday, and now the first thing today, writing to you.

Your dear letter came Saturday when alone at home, and what a pleasure to have it to read and study. Besides it brought a big installment of pay for my book—that it was a comfort and help to you—the best, the most welcome, the sweetest pay I get for it. And oh, how much of this blessed pay have I received in the passed! How many Missionary Baptists I have thus awakened from their slumbers in error, and set them to searching the word of God, who apply to me—by letter—personally, for light on some question invoked, and I have gladly led along by the Word to find the true church of God, and among them several preachers, and many, many others. I say “I,” but I mean the Lord. It is his blessed Spirit that does the work.

Dear sister, how strange and unusual has been my life. I have often felt as a sentinel on a strange post, surrounded by strange influences that I held to be sacred, yet always with the abiding thought that you may be altogether mistaken;” and then, “it may be of the Lord;” so while afraid to stay at this post, I have been more afraid to go. But my book will tell you this.

I joined the Mission Baptists in 1857, then some eight years after joined the Primitive Baptists, the true church of Christ, where I have found a dear home. Today I am in my seventy-ninth year, and can say what I said to a Methodist D. D. when he told me that Primitive Baptists did not and never would appreciate me, and for me to come to them where I would be, and obtain the highest seat, etc. I list­ened and then told him I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God. And today I prize the confidence and fellowship of these “poor illiterates,” as the D. D. called the Primitive Baptists, above all the gold of this world.

But my arm tells me that I must stop using it. I took the liberty of sending you two books yesterday, the cost of which is but 50 cents each. I think you want one, and then you will find some one who will want the other. I have about one hundred on hand yet. If you do not want the book why just keep it until you do and send the pay when convenient.

I have no worldly goods, but never lack. The brethren and sisters are so good to me, that is, the Lord is. Truly he is better to me than to any one I know. And here I stand, wanting still to do his will, listening every day to hear his call to come home. I have not the least fear of death, save that I fear I will become afraid when the reality comes.

Your letter drew you close to my heart, hence I hate to stop talking to you. Write me again, if you feel inclined, shall be glad to read another from you. May the Holy Spirit abide in your heart, be your comfort and consolation in Christ, your peace and strength and life forever.

Most lovingly,


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