WHO has not heard of those magnificent falls “Niagara, which, with unceasing activity, pours forth that mighty volume of water, the sound of which can be heard 20 or 30 miles distant? Just above the Falls, on the shore of that great river, is a rock called “Past Redemption Point.” It is only a little cape jutting into the water, generally unnoticed by travelers; but beyond it no hu man being has ever been known to be saved.
On one side is: On the other side is:
with only a rock between.
It was into this boiling torrent that a seeker after worldly honor and fame plunged a few years ago. Webb was a man of no ordinary power; in his daring he had swum the 25 miles of sea which roll between England and France. Now, with unsatisfied desire for fame, he determined to risk his life in the foolish attempt to swim Niagara. Whilst pre paring for that fatal venture, he turned to those standing around him, saying, “Its all luck, and the END I do not think about. I’ll take my chance.” Fatal delusion! yet in how many hearts these words find an echo?
You do not care to think of
Your end
Yet, depend upon it, it must come; and, young though you may be. every heart throb brings it nearer. And, who knows? you may even now have reached Redemption Point. Pass that, and your helpless, hapless, soul must be lost forever.
Thousands of spectators thronged the banks of the river on that memorable day. Their hero appeared, took his accustomed dive into the boiling current, and rose again, as usual, to float and strike out, but he was PAST “Redemption Point.” and the eddying waters had him like a straw in their iron grasp, hurling him in to the vortex he had so madly braved lost in the sight of thousands who stood in safety round him—safe themselves, but utterly powerless to save him!
Oh! my reader, you and I are silently, yet surely, carried onward upon the breast of time’s rapidly flowing river. Take care, lest, half dreaming, you pass “Redemption Point.”
“Remember Now thy Creator in the days of thy youth.”
Redemption can now be known through the precious blood of Christ. Everyone has a last opportunity of trusting the Saviour. Yours may be NOW. Miss it, and your precious, priceless soul is swept past Redemption Point into the vortex of damnation.
Will you not trust the Lord Jesus NOW?
Messages of God’s Love 2/24/1907