"A little way! I
know it is not far
To that dear home where my beloved are;
And still my heart sits, like a bird, upon
The empty nest, and mourns its treasures gone,
Plumed for their flight,
And vanished quite.
Ah me! Where is the comfort? Though I say
They have but journeyed on a little way.
"A little way! At times they seem so near,
Their voices even murmur in my ear,
To all my duties loving presence lend,
And with sweet ministry my steps attend.
'Twas here we met and parted company;
Why should their gain be such a grief to me?
This sense of loss!
This heavy cross!
Dear Savior, take the burden off, I pray,
And show me heaven is but--a little way.
"A little way? The sentence I repeat,
Hoping and longing to extract some sweet
To mingle with the bitter; from Thy hand
I take the cup I cannot understand,
And in my weakness give myself to Thee.
Although it seems so very, very far
To that dear home where my beloved are,
I know, I know,
It is not so;
Oh, give me faith to believe it when I say
That they are gone--gone but a little way."
--ANON.
The inhabitant
shall not say, I am sick. The people that dwell therein shall
be forgiven their iniquity. Isaiah xxxiii, 24.
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The society of heaven will be
select. No one who studies Scripture can doubt that. There are a good
many kinds of aristocracy in this world, but the aristocracy of heaven
will be the aristocracy of holiness. The humblest sinner on earth will
be an aristocrat there. It says in the 57th chapter of Isaiah: "For
thus saith the High and Lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name
is Holy; I will dwell in the high and holy place, with him that is of
a contrite and humble spirit." Now what could be plainer than that?
No one that is not of a contrite and humble spirit will dwell with God
in His high and holy place.
If there is anything that ought
to make heaven near to Christians, it is knowing that God and all their
loved ones will be there. What is it that makes home so attractive?
Is it because we have a beautiful home? Is it because we have beautiful
lawns? Is it because we have beautiful trees around us? Is it because
we have beautiful paintings upon the walls inside? Is it because we
have beautiful furniture? Is that all that makes home so attractive
and so beautiful? Nay, it is the loved ones in it; it is the loved ones
there.
I remember after being away from
home some time, I went back to see my honored mother, and I thought
in going back I would take her by surprise, and steal in unexpectedly
upon her, but when I found she had gone away, the old place didn't seem
like home at all. I went into one room and then into another, and all
through the house, but I could not find that loved mother, and I said
to some member of the family, "Where is mother?" and they said she had
gone away. Well, home had lost its charm to me; it was that mother who
made home so sweet to me, and it is the loved ones who make home so
sweet to every one; it is the presence of the loved ones that will make
heaven so sweet to all of us. Christ is there; God, the Father, is there;
and many, many who were dear to us that lived on earth are there--and
we shall be with them by and by.
We find clearly in the 18th chapter
of Matthew, 10th verse, that the angels are there: "Take heed that ye
despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, that in heaven,
their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven.
"Their angels do always behold
the Father's face!" We shall have good company up there; not only those
who have been redeemed, but those who have never been lost; those who
have never known what it is to transgress; those who have never known
what it is to be disobedient; who have obeyed Him from the very morning
of creation.
It says in Luke i, when Gabriel
came down to tell Zachariah that he was to be the father of the forerunner
of Jesus Christ, Zachariah doubted him; he had never been doubted before;
and that doubt is met with the declaration: "I am Gabriel, that standeth
in the presence of God." What a glorious thing to be able to say!
It has been said that there will
be three things which will surprise us when we get to heaven--one, to
find many there whom we did not expect to find there; another, to find
some not there whom we had expected; a third, and perhaps the greatest
wonder--to find ourselves there.
A poor woman once told Rowland
Hill that the way to heaven was short, easy and simple; comprising only
three steps--out of self, into Christ, and into glory. We have a shorter
way now--out of self and into Christ, and we are there. As a dead man
cannot inherit an estate, no more can a dead soul inherit heaven. The
soul must be raised up in Christ. Among the good whom we hope to meet
in heaven, we are told, there will be every variety of character, taste,
and disposition. There is not one mansion there; there are many. There
is not one gate to heaven, but many. There are not only gates on the
north; but on the east three gates, and on the west three gates, and
on the south three gates. From opposite quarters of the theological
compass, from opposing standpoints of the religious world, from different
quarters of human life and character, through different expressions
of their common faith and hope, through diverse modes of conversion,
through different portions of the Holy Scripture, will the weary travelers
enter the Heavenly City, and meet each other--"not without surprise"--on
the shores of the same river of life. And on those shores they will
find a tree bearing, not the same kind of fruit always and at all times,
but "twelve manner of fruits," for every different turn of mind,--for
the patient sufferer, for the active servant, for the holy and humble
philosopher, for the spirits of just men now at last made perfect; and
"the leaves of the tree shall be for the healing," not of one single
church or people only, not for the Scotchman or the Englishman only,
but for the "healing of the nations,"--the Frenchman, the German, the
Italian, the Russian--for all those from whom it may be, in this world,
its fruits have been farthest removed, but who, nevertheless, have "hungered
and thirsted after righteousness," and who therefore "shall be filled."
An eminent living divine says:
"When I was a boy, I thought of heaven as a great, shining city, with
vast walls and domes and spires, and with nobody in it except white-robed
angels, who were strangers to me. By and by my little brother died;
and I thought of a great city with walls and domes and spires, and a
flock of cold, unknown angels, and one little fellow that I was acquainted
with. He was the only one I knew at that time. Then another brother
died; and there were two that I knew. Then my acquaintances began to
die; and the flock continually grew. But it was not till I had sent
one of my little children to his Heavenly Parent--God--that I began
to think I had got a little in myself. A second went, a third went;
a fourth went; and by that time I had so many acquaintances in heaven,
that I did not see any more walls and domes and spires. I began to think
of the residents of the celestial city as my friends. And now so many
of my acquaintances have gone there, that it sometimes seems to me that
I know more people in heaven than I do on earth."
WE SHALL LIVE FOREVER
It says in John xii, 26: "If
any man serve me, let him follow Me; and where I am, there shall also
My servant be."
I cannot agree with some people,
that Paul has been sleeping in the grave, and is still there, after
the storms of eighteen hundred years. I cannot believe that he who loved
the Master, who had such a burning zeal for Him, has been separated
from Him in an unconscious state. "Father, I will that they also, whom
Thou hast given Me, be with Me where I am; that they may behold My glory,
which Thou has given Me." This is Christ's prayer.
Now when a man believes on the
Lord Jesus Christ, he receives eternal life. A great many people make
a mistake right there; "He that believeth on the Son hath--h-a-t-h--hath
eternal life;" it does not say he shall have it when he comes to die;
it is in the present tense; it is mine now--if I believe. It is the
gift of God, that is enough. You cannot bury the gift of God; you cannot
bury eternal life. All the grave-diggers in the world cannot dig a grave
large enough and deep enough to hold eternal life; all the coffin-makers
in the world cannot make a coffin large enough and strong enough to
hold eternal life; it is mine; it is mine!
I believe when Paul said: "To
be absent from the body and present with the Lord," he meant what he
said; that he was not going to be separated from Him for eighteen hundred
years; the spirit that was given him when he was converted he had from
a new life and a new nature, and they could not lay that away in the
sepulchre; they could not bury it, that flew to meet its Maker. Even
the body shall be raised; this body, sown in dishonor, shall be raised
in glory; this body which has known corruption, shall put on incorruption,
and this mortal shall put on immortality. It is only a question of time.
The great morning of the world will, by-and-by, dawn upon the earth,
and the dead shall come forth and shall hear the voice of Him who is
"the resurrection and the life."
Paul says: "If our earthly house
of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house
not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." He could take down the
clay temple, and leave that, but he had a better house. He says in one
place: "I am in a strait betwixt two; having a desire to depart and
be with Christ, which is far better; nevertheless to abide in the flesh
is more needful for you." To me, it is a sweet thought to think that
death does not separate us from the Master. A great many people are
living continually in the bondage of death, but if I have eternal life,
death cannot touch that; it may touch the house I live in; it may change
my countenance and send my body away to the grave, but it cannot touch
this new life.
To me it is very sad to think
that so many professed Christians look upon death as they do. I received
some time ago a letter from a friend in London, and I thought, as I
read it, I would take it and show it to other people and see if I could
not get them to look upon death as this friend does. He lost his beloved
mother. In England it is a very common thing to send out cards in memory
of the departed ones, and they put upon them great borders of black--sometimes
a quarter of an inch of black border--but this friend had put on a gold
border; he did not put on black at all; his mother had gone to the golden
city, and so he put on a golden border; and I think it is a good deal
better than black. I think when our friends die, instead of putting
a great black border upon our memorials to make them look dark, it would
be better for us to put on gold.
It is not death at all; it is
life. Some one said to a person dying; "Well, you are in the land of
the living yet." "No," said he, "I am in the land of the dying yet,
but I am going to the land of the living; they live there and never
die." This is the land of sin and death and tears, but up yonder they
never die. It is perpetual life; it is unceasing joy.
"It is a glorious thing to die,"
was the testimony of Hannah More on her death-bed, though her life had
been sown thick with the rarest friendships, and age had not so weakened
her memory as to cause her to forget those little hamlets among the
cliffs of her native hills, or the mission-schools she had with such
perseverance established, and where she would be so sadly missed.
As James Montgomery has said:
"There is
a soft, a downy bed;
"'Tis fair as breath of even;
A couch for weary mortals spread,
Where they may rest the aching head,
And find repose--in heaven!
"There is an hour of peaceful rest,
To mourning wanderers given.
There is a joy for souls distressed
A balm for every wounded breast,
'Tis found alone--in heaven!"
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KNOWING OUR FRIENDS
Many are anxious to know if they
will recognize their friends in heaven. In the 8th chapter of Matthew
and the 11th verse, we read: "And I say unto you, that many shall come
from the east and west, and shall sit down with Abraham and Isaac and
Jacob, in the kingdom of heaven."
Here we find that Abraham, who
lived so many hundreds of years before Christ, had not lost his identity,
and Christ tells us that the time is coming when they shall come from
the east and west and shall sit down with Abraham and Isaac and Jacob
in the kingdom of God. These men had not lost their identity; they were
known as Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. And if you will turn to that wonderful
scene that took place on the Mount of Transfiguration, you will find
that Moses, who had been gone from the earth 1,500 years, was there;
Peter, James and John saw him on the Mount of Transfiguration; they
saw him as Moses; he had not lost his name. Christ says of him that
overcometh, "I will not blot your names out of the Lamb's Book of Life."
We have names in heaven; we are going to bear our names there, we will
be known.
Over in the it says: "I shall
be satisfied when I awake in Thy likeness." That is enough. WANT is
written on every human heart down here, but there we shall be satisfied.
You may hunt the world from one end to the other, and you will not find
a man or woman who is satisfied; but in heaven we shall want for nothing.
It says in the 3d chapter of the 1st Epistle of John, we read these
words addressed to followers of Christ:
"Beloved, now are we the sons
of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be; but we know that
when He shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as
He is.
"And every man that hath this
hope in him purifieth himself, even as He is pure."
Moreover, it seems highly probable,
indeed I think it is clearly taught by Scripture, that a great many
careless Christians will get into heaven. There will be a great many
who will get in "by the skin of their teeth," or as Lot was saved from
Sodom, "so as by fire." They will barely get in, but there will be no
crown of rejoicing. But everybody is not going to rush into heaven.
There are a great many who will not be there. You know we have
a class of people who tell us they are going into the kingdom of God
whether they are converted or not. They tell us that they are on their
way; that they are going there. They tell us all are going there; that
the good, the bad and indifferent are all going into the kingdom, and
that they will all be there; that there is no difference; and, in other
words--if I may be allowed to use plain language--they give God the
lie.
But they say, "We believe in
the mercy of God;" so do I. I believe in the justice of
God, too; and I think heaven would be a good deal worse than this earth
if an unrenewed man were permitted to form part of it. [35]
Why, if a man should live forever
in this world in sin, what would become of this world? It seems as if
it would be hell itself. Let your mind pass over the history
of this country and think of some who have lived in it. Suppose they
should never die; suppose they should live on and on forever in sin
and rebellion; do you think that God is going to take those men who
have rejected His Son, that have spurned the offer of His mercy, who
have refused salvation, and have trampled His law under their feet,
and have been in rebellion against his laws down here? Do you suppose
God is going to take them right into His Kingdom and let them live there
forever? By no means.
NO DRUNKARDS IN
HEAVEN
"Be not deceived * *
* nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers,
nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God."
"No drunkard shall inherit the
kingdom of God." Now let those mothers that have sons who are just commencing
a dissipated life, wake up; and rest not day nor night until their boys
are converted by the power of God's grace, because no drunkard shall
inherit the kingdom of God. Many of these moderate drinkers will
become drunkards; no man ever became a drunkard all at once. How the
devil blinds these moderate drinkers! I do not know of any sin more
binding than the sin of intemperance; the man is bound hand and foot
before he knows it.
I was reading some time ago an
account of snake-worshiping in India. I thought it was a horrible thing.
I read of a mother who saw a snake come into her home and coil itself
around her little infant only six months old, and she thought that the
reptile was such a sacred thing that she did not dare to touch it; and
she saw that snake destroy her child; she heard the child's pitiful
cries, but dared not rescue it. My soul revolted as I read the narrative.
But I do not know but we have things right here in America that are
just as bad as that serpent in India--serpents that are coming into
many a Christian home, and coiling around many a son and binding them
hand and foot, and the fathers and mothers seem to be asleep.
Oh, may the Spirit of God wake
us up! No drunkard shall inherit the kingdom of God; nor rum-seller
either. Bear it in mind. "Woe unto him that putteth the bottle to his
neighbor's lips." I pity any professed Christians who rent their property
for drinking saloons; I pity them from the depths of my heart. If you
ever expect to inherit the kingdom of God, give it up. If you can never
rent your property to better purposes you had better let it stand empty.
This idea that all is going well, and that all are going into the kingdom
of God, whether they repent or not, is not taught anywhere in the Scripture.
There will be no extortioners
in heaven; none of those men who are just taking advantage of their
brothers; of those men who have been unfortunate; whose families are
sick; who have had to mortgage their property, and had snap-judgment
taken against them by some man who has his hand at their throats, and
takes every cent that he can get. That man is an extortioner. He shall
not inherit the kingdom of God. I pity a man who gets money dishonestly.
See the trouble he has to keep it. It is sure to be scattered. If you
got it dishonestly you cannot keep it; your children can't keep it--they
have not the power. You see that all over the country. A man who gets
a dollar dishonestly, had better make restitution and pay it back very
quickly, or it will burn in his pocket.
SOME WILL NOT GET
IN
In the days of Noah we read that
he sailed over the deluge. He was the only righteous man, but according
to the theory of some people, the rest of those men who were so foul
and so wicked--too wicked to live--God just took them and swept them
all into heaven, and left the only righteous man to go through this
trial. Drunkards, and thieves and vagabonds all went to heaven, they
say. You might as well go forward and preach that "you can swear as
much as you like, and murder as much as you please, and it will come
out right--that God will forgive you; God is so merciful."
Suppose the Governor of a State
should pardon every person that the courts ever convicted, and are now
lying in its jails and penitentiaries; suppose he should let them all
loose because he is so merciful that he could not bear to have men punished;
I think he would not be Governor of that State long. These men who are
talking about God being so full of mercy, that He is going to spare
all, and take all men to heaven, would be the very men to say that such
a Governor as that ought to be impeached--that he ought not to be Governor.
Let us bear in mind that the Scripture says there is a certain class
of people who "shall not inherit the kingdom of God." Now, I
will give you the Scripture; it is a good deal better to just give the
Scripture for these things, and then if you do not like it you can quarrel
with Scripture, and not with me. Let no man say that I have been saying
who is going to heaven and who is not; I will let the Scripture speak
for itself: "Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the
kingdom of God?" I Cor. vi, 9.
But the unrighteous--the adulterers,
the fornicators and thieves--these men may all inherit it if they will
only turn away from their sins. "Let the wicked forsake his way, and
the unrighteous man his thoughts;" but if the unrighteous man says:
"I will not turn away from sin; I will hold on to sin and have heaven,"
he is deceiving himself.
A man who steals my pocket-book
loses a good deal more than I do. I can afford to let him have my pocket-book
a great deal better than he can afford to take it. See how much that
man loses who steals my pocket-book. Perhaps he may get a few dollars;
or he may steal my coat; but he does not get much. See how much he has
lost. Take an inventory of what that man loses if he loses heaven. Think
of it. No thief shall inherit the kingdom of God. To any thief I would
say: "Steal no more." Let him ask God to forgive him; let him repent
of his sin and turn to God. If you get eternal life it is worth more
than the whole world. If you were to steal the whole world, you would
not get much, after all. The whole world does not amount to much, if
you have not eternal life with it, to enjoy yourself in the future.
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