JOY AMONG THE SAINTS IN HEAVEN.
Once, as I was walking down the street, I heard some people laughing and talking aloud. One of them said:
“Well, there will be no difference, it will be all the same a hundred years hence.”
The thought flashed across my mind, “Will there be no difference? Where will you be a hundred years hence?”
Young man, just ask yourself the question, “Where shall I be?” Some of you who are getting on in years may be in eternity ten years hence. Where will you be, on the left or the right hand of God? I cannot tell your feelings, but I can my own. I ask you, “Where will you spend eternity? Where will you be a hundred years hence?”
I heard once of a man who went to England from the Continent, and brought letters with him to eminent physicians from the Emperor. The letters said:
“This man is a personal friend of mine, and we are afraid he is going to lose his reason. Do all you can for him.”
The doctor asked him if he had lost any dear friend in his own country, or any position of importance, or what it was that was weighing on his mind.
The young man said, “No; but my father and grandfather and myself were brought up infidels, and for the last two or three years this thought has been haunting me, Where shall I spend eternity? And the thought of it follows me day and night.”
The doctor said, “You have come to