Well, my friend, are you going to heaven?” asked a servant of Christ of a man, who, among many others, had come into a room where a lunch had been provided, and the gospel. was to be preached.
“Yes, sir,” I believe I am,” he replied.
“And what is your title to go there?”
The man was silent for a few moments, and so the servant of Christ continued:
“Suppose, now, you found yourself in heaven, and an angel came to you and asked what right you had to be there, or what was your title to be there, what answer would you give?”
After a few minutes’ silence, the poor man looked up, and replied,
“The atoning value of the blood of Christ.”
Blessed answer! Children, what awer could you give? None will gain an entrance there, but those who have trusted in the atoning value of the blood of Christ, while in this life here on earth.
“O, precious blood! on Calv’ry shed
For sinful souls in trespass dead!
And seated on the throne is He
Whose precious blood atoned for me.
O, precious blood! O, living way,
By which the chief of sinners may,
Accepted, stand before his God!
O, precious, reconciling blood!”
ML 07/04/1943