When he lay dying in a hospital he sent the message to the old
woman that he would meet her in heaven. Was it not a glorious thing that
she did not get discouraged because she had but one Sunday-school
scholar? Be willing to work with one.
A Dream.
I heard of a Christian who did not succeed in his work so well as he
used to, and he got homesick and wished himself dead. One night he
dreamed that he had died, and was carried by the angels to the Eternal
City. As he went along the crystal pavement of heaven, he met a man he
used to know, and they went walking down the golden streets together.
All at once he noticed everyone looking in the same direction, and saw
One coming up who was fairer than the sons of men. It was his blessed
Redeemer. As the chariot came opposite, He came forth, and beckoning the
one friend, placed him in His own chariot-seat, but himself He led
aside, and pointing over the battlements of heaven, "Look over yonder,"
He said, "What do you see?" "It seems as if I see the dark earth I have
come from." "What else?" "I see men as if they were blindfolded, going
over a terrible precipice into a bottomless pit." "Well," said He, "Will
you remain up here, and enjoy these mansions that I have prepared, or go
back to yon dark earth, and warn these men, and tell them about Me and
my kingdom, and the rest that remaineth for the people of God?" That man
never wished himself dead again.
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