"No, sir," said the nurse who had attended the dying Voltaire. "No, sir; not for all the world nor the wealth of Europe would I want to witness the death of another infidel.”
What a testimony to the horrors of infidelity! Paine, who had lived in debauchery and infidelity, died crying, "Christ, have mercy on me!”
Infidelity gives no comfort for a death-bed. Men may live without Christ, but what tragedy to die without Him! Even with the most profligate and hardened, conscience at times makes its voice heard. It speaks in solemn tones to their terror-stricken hearts: "There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.”
Though a species of pleasure may be found in the pursuits of the ungodly, it is evanescent and short lived—truly "for a season." Frequently its light expires amid the blackness of darkness forever.
Soul, nothing short of God can satisfy you. When Alexander the Great had conquered the whole known world, he was not content. Unsatisfied, he sat down and wept like a babe because he had not another world to conquer. The whole world his, he still was not satisfied. A Roman emperor, who had run the whole gamut of worldly pleasures, offered a large reward to anyone who should discover a new pleasure.
Do you seek happiness in the possession of wealth? A multi-millionaire was congratulated by a friend upon his immense wealth, and consequent happiness. His answer was: "Happy! Me happy? Can one be happy, when, almost daily, one's life is sought (and threatened) in exchange for his gold?”
Friend, be assured of this: without love to Christ you cannot be really happy. You were made for Him. Having Him for your Savior and Friend, you will have that which alone can satisfy the yearnings of your soul.