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OUR CO-WORKERS
BULLETIN
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VOL III Number 4
August 24th, 1942
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Published every little while, by your radio-pastor
editor, Herbert W. Armstrong, Box 111, Eugene, Ore.,
to bring spiritual edification and encouragement to
our little family of co-workers who make possible
The RADIO CHURCH OF GOD and The PLAIN TRUTH.
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Enroute, Seattle to Des Moines
August 24th, 1942
Dear Friends and Co-workers:
GREETINGS! I write this issue of The BULLETIN on the
train, as we approach the Continental Divide along magnificent
Glacier National Park, with its lofty peaks and scenic grandeur.
It is inspiring to view the majestic works of nature which have
been spread out by the mighty creative hand of God.
After sending "The WORLD TOMORROW" program out over the
Liberty net-work lines from the studios of KRSC in Seattle
yesterday, we had another splendid and enthusiastic service at the
Chamber of Commerce auditorium in downtown Seattle last night, with
the auditorium again well filled. We rushed from the auditorium to
the Great Northern station, boarding the "Empire Builder" for Des
Moines, Iowa.
And there, the Eternal willing, I hope to begin broad-
casting "The World Tomorrow" program over our first super-power
50,000-watt station, WHO, one of the nation's eleven clear-channel
super-power stations, on next Sunday. I will speak to all our
listeners over the Coast stations---KNTR, Hollywood; KFMB, San
Diego; KRSC, Seattle; KWJJ, Portland; KGA, Spokane; and KORE,
Eugene, ---from there.
Since I last wrote you in The BULLETIN, July 15th, almost
six weeks have fled past. Then we were in the third week of the
SUPREME CRISIS of this war. We entered that crisis, in which the
ultimate OUTCOME of the war probably shall be determined, the first
of July. I have estimated it as a 16-weeks crisis. Unless a dead-
lock prolongs the crisis period beyond that time, we probably shall
know how the war will end by November first.
But as I write today it is difficult, indeed, to enjoy
the marvelous scenery I am passing. Grand, inspiring, unusual tho
it is, my mind and heart is too weighed down with the stark
SERIOUSNESS of this time---with the knowledge I have, based upon
actual conditions as they exist and understanding of the prophecies
of the Eternal God---and of the horrible possibility of the fate
this nation may be rapidly heading into, without realizing it, just
now,---to enjoy even this vast and beautiful handiwork of God. To
look at scenery, even so rare, seems a waste of precious time I
cannot spare just now. The car I ride in is well filled with army