A View to the Future
“The things which are not seen.”
—2 Corinthians 4:18
Good morning, y’all. When I read these words by Charles Spurgeon, I was so moved, and I decided I need to share them with you.
I suggest you go a little slow when you read the descriptive lines. Capture what he is really saying and let the Spirit pour out joy and relief and correction and peace all over you.
From Morning and Evening:
In our Christian pilgrimage it is well, for the most part, to be looking forward. Forward lies the crown, and onward is the goal. Whether it be for hope, for joy, for consolation, or for the inspiring of our love, the future must, after all, be the grand object of the eye of faith.
Looking into the future we see
- sin cast out,
- the body of sin and death destroyed,
- the soul made perfect, and fit to be a partaker of the inheritance of the saints in light.
Looking further yet, the believer’s enlightened eye can see
- death’s river passed,
- the gloomy stream forded, and
- the hills of light attained on which stands the celestial city.
He sees himself enter within the pearly gates,
- hailed as more than conqueror,
- crowned by the hand of Christ,
- embraced in the arms of Jesus,
- glorified with him, and
- made to sit together with Him on his throne, even as he has overcome and has sat down with the Father on his throne.
The thought of this future may well relieve the darkness of the past and the gloom of the present.
The joys of heaven will surely compensate for the sorrows of earth.
Hush, hush, my doubts! death is but a narrow stream, and you shall soon have forded it.
Time, how short—eternity, how long!
Death, how brief—immortality, how endless!
Methinks I even now eat of Eshcol’s clusters, and sip of the well which is within the gate.
The road is so, so short! I shall soon be there.
“When the world my heart is rending
With its heaviest storm of care,
My glad thoughts to heaven ascending,
Find a refuge from despair.
Faith’s bright vision shall sustain me
Till life’s pilgrimage is past;
Fears may vex and troubles pain me,
I shall reach my home at last.”
What do you think of Spurgeon’s thoughts here? I don’t know about y’all, but there have been times when I’ve looked at death as the end of life. It’s really not.
It is the end of life as we know it, but for the believer, it is a step ahead, above, beyond. It is moving to the most, the best – a place beyond our wildest imaginings.
So let us who are believers choose to live life well. Not cowering in fear of death, but living full-on. Let us step past comfort and love well.
Women's speaker, wife, mom & grandmother who loves to teach God's Word, drink coffee, cheer on her favorite football teams and capture nature and architecture with her camera. Faye is the author of Ramblings From the Shower | Integrity, Faith and Other Simple Yet Slippery Issues.