I have a very pretty story to tell my readers of a little girl who loved the stars, and moon, and all that is in the sky, for she would say,
“My heavenly Father made them all,” and would lie awake when in her little bed and look through the window at the beautiful sky, and would thank God for His love in allowing His only Son to leave those beautiful heavens to come down and die for her upon the cross.
One day her Mamma was working upon some velvet, when little Nellie picked up a piece, and noticed that one side was soft and smooth, while the other was rough and hard, and being very much surprised, asked her Mamma how it could be. Her Mamma explained that nearly everything has a right and a wrong side, and that the wrong side is generally rougher and harder than the right.
The little girl thought over this-a great deal, and when lying in her little bed. looking through the open window out to the beautiful sky, her Mamma came into the room. Nellie was quite overcome with the beautiful sky, but her thoughts were above it, as she said,
“O! Mamma, if God made the wrong side of heaven so beautiful, what must the right side be like?” And is this not true, dear children?
We are not on the right side of heaven now, but when we get where Jesus is, all will be beautiful and fair and bright, for where Jesus is, there can be no sin, no more sorrow, no crying; then we will be on the right side with Him. The Bible says,
“Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. But God hath revealed them unto us by His Spirit.” 1 Cor. 2:9,10.
How happy to be among those on the right side of heaven in that great day when those who are ready will go in with the bridegroom and—the door will be shut; but how sad to be among those on the wrong side with the door shut between them and Jesus.
O! May none of my dear readers know the horrors of being left on the wrong side when Jesus comes.
ML 05/17/1942