AN aged Christian paused to rest himself from a heavy load, on a rough wintry day. An acquaintance had just accosted him, when a splendid carriage rolled past, in which rode a haughty man whose whole appearance bespoke a life of luxurious ease.
“What do you think of the Providence of which you sometimes speak?” asked the acquaintance. “You know that that is a wicked man, yet he spreads himself like a green bay tree. His eyes stand out with fatness: he is not plagued as other men: while you, believing that all the gold and silver is the Lord’s, and serving Him and trusting in His providence, are toiling and sweating in your old age, yet getting little more than bread and water. How can you reconcile this with a just Providence?”
The aged saint looked at his questioner with amazement, and, with the greatest earnestness, replied: “Couple heaven with it, couple heaven with it, and then?”
The Christian has treasures laid up in heaven. He has a good deal of spiritual wealth in his heart here, but he is heir to untold riches in glory. There are very many inequalities in this life we cannot understand or explain: but the reason of it all will be perfectly plain by-and-by.