Harry read his little thoughts, and said, "You are glad you are not in my condition too. You would rather stay on earth with Grandmama, and all the nice things that surround you here."
"Why, yes, I must confess I would," said Frank; "but I hope that is not wrong? Is it anything against me, Harry?"
"By no means, Frank. And when I was in health like you, I felt the same."
"Oh! I am glad of that" said Frank, relieved.
"But now that this earthly house of my tabernacle is dissolving, it is very sweet to feel that I have a building of God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens, (2 Cor. v. 1); and I want to tell you how you may have one too."
"I should like to know, I'm sure," said Frank.
"Yes. It is the one thing needful, dear; and all the time, and trouble, and labor, spent in getting ready to take possession of it, will be well repaid, the very moment that we see it. And however fair that house may be I shall be fitted to inhabit it, which is another comfort; for Jesus will present me faultless before his presence, with exceeding joy. (Jude, 24.) He has loved me—suffered for me—saved me, and preserved me to this hour; and now he is going to take me to himself. There I shall see his glory; there I shall love him, and obey him, and adore him, as all the blessed spirits do who are already there."
"I can hardly wonder that you wish to go," said Frank, catching the inspiration of his friend.
"No; it is far more wonderful that so many wish to stay."
"And yet this is a very pleasant place," said Frank. "I always feel it so when I am good."