IN some parts of Switzerland the railway tunnels are of great length, and run straight through a mountain. Some time ago an engineer was walking through one of these when he heard the sound of an approaching train. The tunnel was extremely narrow, having only one line of rails, and there was not room to stand between the track and the side wall. He was unable to determine in what direction the train was coming. What was he to do? If he went towards either end, probably he would come straight on the engine. In this dilemma he cast himself between the rails on his hands and face, and listened in breathless anxiety for the approaching sounds.
Presently the train came thundering along; he clutched the ground in an agony of suspense. On came the terrible monster; now the engine has passed; now one, —two —three carriages—until the whole have gone by! But who can tell the agony of those moments, which seemed -years to the prostrate man! He said that as he lay there all the deeds of his life flashed before him with terrible distinctness.
Perhaps we have never had an escape like this; but from how many dangers has God delivered us? Any of us who have been preserved when sickness and death came near, have got cause for thankfulness. But how much more dreadful is eternal danger? Seek to escape from this. There is but one way—rest in Christ’s atoning work, and believe His promise, and you are safe; judgment will pass you over.
ML 09/17/1916