MORNING MANNA           9-24-24

MORNING MANNA            9-24-24

THINGS NOT SEEN

“–the things which are not seen-“-.2 Cor. 4:18 

Some foolish soul made this often repeated statement–“We are so heavenly minded that we are of no earthly good”. The fact of the matter is that just the opposite is true, We are so earthly minded that we are of no heavenly good! It is a fact that they who do the most for heaven are those who think the most of heaven. If we’re going to make it along the rough road of life we must think more of the better land that lies ahead. The apostle Paul found it to be that way and the same is true of you. Our problem is not that we think too much of heaven, but that we think too little of it. In his eloquent way Spurgeon made this point far better than I. Consider what he says and you will be blessed:

“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 standeth the celestial city; he seeth 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 thou shalt 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.”