A young lady was so strongly moved under the gospel appeals she heard that she often wept. But she gave her heart to folly. Her sinful pleasures, however, could not guard from the assault of death. Not many weeks elapsed before she suddenly dropped her needle while busy sewing, and exclaimed,
"O! I am dying!"
Her friends placed her on a bed and sought to assist her. But looking wildly about she exclaimed,
"I see heaven and hell both before me, but I can't get to heaven, for hell is in the way!" Not another word did she utter until death closed the scene.
I lately met with the above solemn incident in my reading, and I transcribed it, dear reader, that it may lead you to face the momentous fact that you are, if unsaved, in jeopardy every moment. Terrible words were those, but not more terrible than true. And would not the same words be applicable to you, O impenitent sinner, if you were on your death-bed? Would not hell be in your way too?
Take heed, then, that you do not procrastinate, but this very day turn to the Lord with purpose of heart, having faith in His precious blood unto eternal salvation.