WHAT a solemn word is this!
Who can measure its length, or fathom its depth?
Count the grains of sand which gird the sea, the blades of grass in the green meadows, the leaves upon the trees, the drops of water in the ocean and the stars of the firmament. Add up the grand total and they will not express one day of eternity.
Some years ago a young man of only seventeen years of age was suddenly called away in all the vigor of youth, but to him it was to be forever with the Lord whom he had very recently learned to love and own as his Saviour. His body was found in a river under circumstances of mystery, so that foul play was strongly suspected. But some may say.
“How could God allow such a death to happen to one who loved Him.”
This we can only leave with Him who is perfect in love, and who is infinite in wisdom. So, although his family and friends were nearly broken-hearted by the shock of such a sorrow, yet they could rejoice that their dear one was “safe from the world’s temptations.”
Some weeks before being called away so suddenly, he was in the garden, and being there alone for some time, his mother joined him, and found him chiseling with his penknife, on a narrow window-sill, the word Eternity.
“There mother,” he said, “now when we leave this house, those who come to it will know that some who lived here thought of eternity, won’t they?”
How little did he think that he would so soon enter that eternity, for him, of happiness. His father had the word sawn off afterwards and framed, and it is now kept on his bedroom mantelpiece; he has often shown it when preaching the gospel; so “he being dead, yet speaketh.”
But it is not to speak of the young man that this incident is told, but that some who read the word chiseled by his hand may think of the reality of “eternity, and of where they will spend it.
What a single drop of an. immense ocean is the longest life down here compared with those endl6s ages, and, dear reader, they must be spent by you either in eternal happiness with God, or at an eternal distance from Him. Constantly does He warn those in this world of how uncertain their time here is, and constantly does He speak to them of the Saviour that He has provided for lost sinners.
But remember, “God is not mocked,” and although “He speaketh once, yea twice,” yet if man perceiveth it not, there will come a time when He will cease His speaking until you stand before the Lord Jesus, not then as a Saviour, but as a Judge. O, how will you answer Him then? Where will you spend ETERNITY!
Messages of God’s Love 7/24/1921