Reader, your time on earth is short. Each closing year, each setting sun, each tick of the clock is shortening your days on earth, and swiftly, silently, surely carrying you on—on to ETERNITY and to God.
The year, the day, the hour, the moment will soon arrive that will close your life on earth and begin your song in heaven or your wail in hell. No future hour will come to bring you back to earth again. You will be there forever—for ETERNITY.
Today, your feet stand on time's sinking sand; tomorrow, the footprints remain, but you will be gone. Where? Into ETERNITY.
Today your hands are busy at work, your eyes are seeing, your mind is active, you are planning for the future; tomorrow all may be over:—the folded arm, the closed eye may remain, but YOU may be gone— gone into ETERNITY.
Others were once as busy as you are, healthy as you are, thoughtless as you are. They are gone— gone into ETERNITY.
The famous actor, the painted clown, the talented singer, whose presence once made theater, pantomime, and concert an attraction for you, are gone; they are removed far from the region of fiction to that of reality the—reality of ETERNITY.
The shrewd merchant, whose voice was so familiar to you in the crowded store, is silent; he buys and sells no more—he has entered ETERNITY.
Reader, your turn to enter ETERNITY will shortly come. Ask yourself honestly, "Amos 1 prepared for ETERNITY?" Conscience speaks to you today; drown not its voice lest it speak to you no more. Let heaven and hell stand before you in all their reality. One of these must be your eternal dwelling-place, and today is the time to make your choice. Tomorrow may be too late—one day behind time. For which are you living? To which are you traveling? ETERNITY—where?
To go, unrenewed, unsaved, from the haunts of pleasure, sin, debauchery, and vice, into the presence of God and the Lamb is impossible; from the crowd of the condemned to the crown of glory—no, never!
Reader, has this ever happened to you? Have you been born again for an eternal heaven? If so, well; but if not, the horrors of an eternal hell are awaiting you, and today you are nearer its unquenchable flame than you have ever been before.
Halt! Why will you meet God with an unsaved soul? He wills it not. Today He pleads, "Turn ye, turn ye,... for why will ye die?”
Today He points you to yonder cross, with the Son of God uplifted, groaning, bleeding, dying, for sinners. Yes, reader, for the guilty the crown of thorns encircled His brow; for the lost the soldier's spear brought the blood from His side; for the helpless and undone He cried in triumph,. "It is finished"; and through His death there is free salvation for you today.
"Where will you spend eternity?
This question comes to you and me!
Tell me, what shall your answer be
Where will you spend eternity?”