Oh, how uncertain are all events in this changing world!
We are here for a little while, and then pass away--the believer to his happy, happy home in Heaven, prepared for him by infinite and eternal love!
How is it that we strive so hard to build our nest here--and cling so fondly and with such tenacity to the creature?
Did we fully believe all that Christ says to us-then how more willing would we be to depart and be with Him!
O eternity! With all your solemn realities-how is it that we frail creatures of a clay think so little of you!
A few more struggles and you and I, dear friend, will be there!
How soon, how very soon, we shall be fitted for the companionship of Jesus Himself, and shall be with Him, beholding Him in all His unveiled loveliness, and bathing in the ocean of His love!
Does not the thought often gladden your heart, while it dissolves in sweet contrition, that ever it should have sinned against One who so loved us as to lay down His precious life for us.