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         "A little way! I 
          know it is not far  
            To that dear home where my beloved are;  
            And still my heart sits, like a bird, upon  
            The empty nest, and mourns its treasures gone,  
                    Plumed for their flight,  
                    And vanished quite.  
            Ah me! Where is the comfort? Though I say  
            They have but journeyed on a little way.  
           
          "A little way! At times they seem so near,  
            Their voices even murmur in my ear,  
            To all my duties loving presence lend,  
            And with sweet ministry my steps attend.  
            'Twas here we met and parted company;  
            Why should their gain be such a grief to me?  
                    This sense of loss!  
                    This heavy cross!  
            Dear Savior, take the burden off, I pray,  
            And show me heaven is but--a little way.  
           
          "A little way? The sentence I repeat,  
            Hoping and longing to extract some sweet  
            To mingle with the bitter; from Thy hand  
            I take the cup I cannot understand,  
            And in my weakness give myself to Thee.  
            Although it seems so very, very far  
            To that dear home where my beloved are,  
                    I know, I know,  
                    It is not so;  
            Oh, give me faith to believe it when I say  
            That they are gone--gone but a little way." 
      --ANON.                                          
		 
		
        
           
           
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                     The inhabitant 
                shall not say, I am sick. The people that dwell therein shall 
                be forgiven their iniquity. Isaiah xxxiii, 24.  
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               The society of heaven will be 
          select. No one who studies Scripture can doubt that. There are a good 
          many kinds of aristocracy in this world, but the aristocracy of heaven 
          will be the aristocracy of holiness. The humblest sinner on earth will 
          be an aristocrat there. It says in the 57th chapter of Isaiah: "For 
          thus saith the High and Lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name 
          is Holy; I will dwell in the high and holy place, with him that is of 
          a contrite and humble spirit." Now what could be plainer than that? 
          No one that is not of a contrite and humble spirit will dwell with God 
          in His high and holy place. 
               If there is anything that ought 
          to make heaven near to Christians, it is knowing that God and all their 
          loved ones will be there. What is it that makes home so attractive? 
          Is it because we have a beautiful home? Is it because we have beautiful 
          lawns? Is it because we have beautiful trees around us? Is it because 
          we have beautiful paintings upon the walls inside? Is it because we 
          have beautiful furniture? Is that all that makes home so attractive 
          and so beautiful? Nay, it is the loved ones in it; it is the loved ones 
          there. 
               I remember after being away from 
          home some time, I went back to see my honored mother, and I thought 
          in going back I would take her by surprise, and steal in unexpectedly 
          upon her, but when I found she had gone away, the old place didn't seem 
          like home at all. I went into one room and then into another, and all 
          through the house, but I could not find that loved mother, and I said 
          to some member of the family, "Where is mother?" and they said she had 
          gone away. Well, home had lost its charm to me; it was that mother who 
          made home so sweet to me, and it is the loved ones who make home so 
          sweet to every one; it is the presence of the loved ones that will make 
          heaven so sweet to all of us. Christ is there; God, the Father, is there; 
          and many, many who were dear to us that lived on earth are there--and 
          we shall be with them by and by. 
               We find clearly in the 18th chapter 
          of Matthew, 10th verse, that the angels are there: "Take heed that ye 
          despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, that in heaven, 
          their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven. 
               "Their angels do always behold 
          the Father's face!" We shall have good company up there; not only those 
          who have been redeemed, but those who have never been lost; those who 
          have never known what it is to transgress; those who have never known 
          what it is to be disobedient; who have obeyed Him from the very morning 
          of creation. 
               It says in Luke i, when Gabriel 
          came down to tell Zachariah that he was to be the father of the forerunner 
          of Jesus Christ, Zachariah doubted him; he had never been doubted before; 
          and that doubt is met with the declaration: "I am Gabriel, that standeth 
          in the presence of God." What a glorious thing to be able to say! 
               It has been said that there will 
          be three things which will surprise us when we get to heaven--one, to 
          find many there whom we did not expect to find there; another, to find 
          some not there whom we had expected; a third, and perhaps the greatest 
          wonder--to find ourselves there. 
               A poor woman once told Rowland 
          Hill that the way to heaven was short, easy and simple; comprising only 
          three steps--out of self, into Christ, and into glory. We have a shorter 
          way now--out of self and into Christ, and we are there. As a dead man 
          cannot inherit an estate, no more can a dead soul inherit heaven. The 
          soul must be raised up in Christ. Among the good whom we hope to meet 
          in heaven, we are told, there will be every variety of character, taste, 
          and disposition. There is not one mansion there; there are many. There 
          is not one gate to heaven, but many. There are not only gates on the 
          north; but on the east three gates, and on the west three gates, and 
          on the south three gates. From opposite quarters of the theological 
          compass, from opposing standpoints of the religious world, from different 
          quarters of human life and character, through different expressions 
          of their common faith and hope, through diverse modes of conversion, 
          through different portions of the Holy Scripture, will the weary travelers 
          enter the Heavenly City, and meet each other--"not without surprise"--on 
          the shores of the same river of life. And on those shores they will 
          find a tree bearing, not the same kind of fruit always and at all times, 
          but "twelve manner of fruits," for every different turn of mind,--for 
          the patient sufferer, for the active servant, for the holy and humble 
          philosopher, for the spirits of just men now at last made perfect; and 
          "the leaves of the tree shall be for the healing," not of one single 
          church or people only, not for the Scotchman or the Englishman only, 
          but for the "healing of the nations,"--the Frenchman, the German, the 
          Italian, the Russian--for all those from whom it may be, in this world, 
          its fruits have been farthest removed, but who, nevertheless, have "hungered 
          and thirsted after righteousness," and who therefore "shall be filled." 
               An eminent living divine says: 
          "When I was a boy, I thought of heaven as a great, shining city, with 
          vast walls and domes and spires, and with nobody in it except white-robed 
          angels, who were strangers to me. By and by my little brother died; 
          and I thought of a great city with walls and domes and spires, and a 
          flock of cold, unknown angels, and one little fellow that I was acquainted 
          with. He was the only one I knew at that time. Then another brother 
          died; and there were two that I knew. Then my acquaintances began to 
          die; and the flock continually grew. But it was not till I had sent 
          one of my little children to his Heavenly Parent--God--that I began 
          to think I had got a little in myself. A second went, a third went; 
          a fourth went; and by that time I had so many acquaintances in heaven, 
          that I did not see any more walls and domes and spires. I began to think 
          of the residents of the celestial city as my friends. And now so many 
          of my acquaintances have gone there, that it sometimes seems to me that 
          I know more people in heaven than I do on earth." 
        
          WE SHALL LIVE FOREVER 
        
               It says in John xii, 26: "If 
          any man serve me, let him follow Me; and where I am, there shall also 
          My servant be." 
               I cannot agree with some people, 
          that Paul has been sleeping in the grave, and is still there, after 
          the storms of eighteen hundred years. I cannot believe that he who loved 
          the Master, who had such a burning zeal for Him, has been separated 
          from Him in an unconscious state. "Father, I will that they also, whom 
          Thou hast given Me, be with Me where I am; that they may behold My glory, 
          which Thou has given Me." This is Christ's prayer. 
               Now when a man believes on the 
          Lord Jesus Christ, he receives eternal life. A great many people make 
          a mistake right there; "He that believeth on the Son hath--h-a-t-h--hath 
          eternal life;" it does not say he shall have it when he comes to die; 
          it is in the present tense; it is mine now--if I believe. It is the 
          gift of God, that is enough. You cannot bury the gift of God; you cannot 
          bury eternal life. All the grave-diggers in the world cannot dig a grave 
          large enough and deep enough to hold eternal life; all the coffin-makers 
          in the world cannot make a coffin large enough and strong enough to 
          hold eternal life; it is mine; it is mine! 
               I believe when Paul said: "To 
          be absent from the body and present with the Lord," he meant what he 
          said; that he was not going to be separated from Him for eighteen hundred 
          years; the spirit that was given him when he was converted he had from 
          a new life and a new nature, and they could not lay that away in the 
          sepulchre; they could not bury it, that flew to meet its Maker. Even 
          the body shall be raised; this body, sown in dishonor, shall be raised 
          in glory; this body which has known corruption, shall put on incorruption, 
          and this mortal shall put on immortality. It is only a question of time. 
          The great morning of the world will, by-and-by, dawn upon the earth, 
          and the dead shall come forth and shall hear the voice of Him who is 
          "the resurrection and the life." 
               Paul says: "If our earthly house 
          of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house 
          not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." He could take down the 
          clay temple, and leave that, but he had a better house. He says in one 
          place: "I am in a strait betwixt two; having a desire to depart and 
          be with Christ, which is far better; nevertheless to abide in the flesh 
          is more needful for you." To me, it is a sweet thought to think that 
          death does not separate us from the Master. A great many people are 
          living continually in the bondage of death, but if I have eternal life, 
          death cannot touch that; it may touch the house I live in; it may change 
          my countenance and send my body away to the grave, but it cannot touch 
          this new life. 
               To me it is very sad to think 
          that so many professed Christians look upon death as they do. I received 
          some time ago a letter from a friend in London, and I thought, as I 
          read it, I would take it and show it to other people and see if I could 
          not get them to look upon death as this friend does. He lost his beloved 
          mother. In England it is a very common thing to send out cards in memory 
          of the departed ones, and they put upon them great borders of black--sometimes 
          a quarter of an inch of black border--but this friend had put on a gold 
          border; he did not put on black at all; his mother had gone to the golden 
          city, and so he put on a golden border; and I think it is a good deal 
          better than black. I think when our friends die, instead of putting 
          a great black border upon our memorials to make them look dark, it would 
          be better for us to put on gold. 
               It is not death at all; it is 
          life. Some one said to a person dying; "Well, you are in the land of 
          the living yet." "No," said he, "I am in the land of the dying yet, 
          but I am going to the land of the living; they live there and never 
          die." This is the land of sin and death and tears, but up yonder they 
          never die. It is perpetual life; it is unceasing joy. 
               "It is a glorious thing to die," 
          was the testimony of Hannah More on her death-bed, though her life had 
          been sown thick with the rarest friendships, and age had not so weakened 
          her memory as to cause her to forget those little hamlets among the 
          cliffs of her native hills, or the mission-schools she had with such 
          perseverance established, and where she would be so sadly missed. 
               As James Montgomery has said: 
        
          
             
             
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                 "There is 
                  a soft, a downy bed;  
                        "'Tis fair as breath of even;  
                    A couch for weary mortals spread,  
                    Where they may rest the aching head,  
                        And find repose--in heaven!   
                   
                  "There is an hour of peaceful rest,  
                        To mourning wanderers given.  
                    There is a joy for souls distressed  
                    A balm for every wounded breast,  
                        'Tis found alone--in heaven!"  
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          KNOWING OUR FRIENDS 
        
               Many are anxious to know if they 
          will recognize their friends in heaven. In the 8th chapter of Matthew 
          and the 11th verse, we read: "And I say unto you, that many shall come 
          from the east and west, and shall sit down with Abraham and Isaac and 
          Jacob, in the kingdom of heaven." 
               Here we find that Abraham, who 
          lived so many hundreds of years before Christ, had not lost his identity, 
          and Christ tells us that the time is coming when they shall come from 
          the east and west and shall sit down with Abraham and Isaac and Jacob 
          in the kingdom of God. These men had not lost their identity; they were 
          known as Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. And if you will turn to that wonderful 
          scene that took place on the Mount of Transfiguration, you will find 
          that Moses, who had been gone from the earth 1,500 years, was there; 
          Peter, James and John saw him on the Mount of Transfiguration; they 
          saw him as Moses; he had not lost his name. Christ says of him that 
          overcometh, "I will not blot your names out of the Lamb's Book of Life." 
          We have names in heaven; we are going to bear our names there, we will 
          be known. 
               Over in the it says: "I shall 
          be satisfied when I awake in Thy likeness." That is enough. WANT is 
          written on every human heart down here, but there we shall be satisfied. 
          You may hunt the world from one end to the other, and you will not find 
          a man or woman who is satisfied; but in heaven we shall want for nothing. 
          It says in the 3d chapter of the 1st Epistle of John, we read these 
          words addressed to followers of Christ: 
               "Beloved, now are we the sons 
          of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be; but we know that 
          when He shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as 
          He is.  
              "And every man that hath this 
          hope in him purifieth himself, even as He is pure." 
               Moreover, it seems highly probable, 
          indeed I think it is clearly taught by Scripture, that a great many 
          careless Christians will get into heaven. There will be a great many 
          who will get in "by the skin of their teeth," or as Lot was saved from 
          Sodom, "so as by fire." They will barely get in, but there will be no 
          crown of rejoicing. But everybody is not going to rush into heaven. 
          There are a great many who will not be there. You know we have 
          a class of people who tell us they are going into the kingdom of God 
          whether they are converted or not. They tell us that they are on their 
          way; that they are going there. They tell us all are going there; that 
          the good, the bad and indifferent are all going into the kingdom, and 
          that they will all be there; that there is no difference; and, in other 
          words--if I may be allowed to use plain language--they give God the 
          lie. 
               But they say, "We believe in 
          the mercy of God;" so do I. I believe in the justice of 
          God, too; and I think heaven would be a good deal worse than this earth 
          if an unrenewed man were permitted to form part of it. [35] 
               Why, if a man should live forever 
          in this world in sin, what would become of this world? It seems as if 
          it would be hell itself. Let your mind pass over the history 
          of this country and think of some who have lived in it. Suppose they 
          should never die; suppose they should live on and on forever in sin 
          and rebellion; do you think that God is going to take those men who 
          have rejected His Son, that have spurned the offer of His mercy, who 
          have refused salvation, and have trampled His law under their feet, 
          and have been in rebellion against his laws down here? Do you suppose 
          God is going to take them right into His Kingdom and let them live there 
          forever? By no means. 
        
          NO DRUNKARDS IN 
            HEAVEN 
        
               "Be not deceived   *     *   
            *   nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, 
          nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God." 
               "No drunkard shall inherit the 
          kingdom of God." Now let those mothers that have sons who are just commencing 
          a dissipated life, wake up; and rest not day nor night until their boys 
          are converted by the power of God's grace, because no drunkard shall 
          inherit the kingdom of God. Many of these moderate drinkers will 
          become drunkards; no man ever became a drunkard all at once. How the 
          devil blinds these moderate drinkers! I do not know of any sin more 
          binding than the sin of intemperance; the man is bound hand and foot 
          before he knows it. 
               I was reading some time ago an 
          account of snake-worshiping in India. I thought it was a horrible thing. 
          I read of a mother who saw a snake come into her home and coil itself 
          around her little infant only six months old, and she thought that the 
          reptile was such a sacred thing that she did not dare to touch it; and 
          she saw that snake destroy her child; she heard the child's pitiful 
          cries, but dared not rescue it. My soul revolted as I read the narrative. 
          But I do not know but we have things right here in America that are 
          just as bad as that serpent in India--serpents that are coming into 
          many a Christian home, and coiling around many a son and binding them 
          hand and foot, and the fathers and mothers seem to be asleep. 
               Oh, may the Spirit of God wake 
          us up! No drunkard shall inherit the kingdom of God; nor rum-seller 
          either. Bear it in mind. "Woe unto him that putteth the bottle to his 
          neighbor's lips." I pity any professed Christians who rent their property 
          for drinking saloons; I pity them from the depths of my heart. If you 
          ever expect to inherit the kingdom of God, give it up. If you can never 
          rent your property to better purposes you had better let it stand empty. 
          This idea that all is going well, and that all are going into the kingdom 
          of God, whether they repent or not, is not taught anywhere in the Scripture. 
               There will be no extortioners 
          in heaven; none of those men who are just taking advantage of their 
          brothers; of those men who have been unfortunate; whose families are 
          sick; who have had to mortgage their property, and had snap-judgment 
          taken against them by some man who has his hand at their throats, and 
          takes every cent that he can get. That man is an extortioner. He shall 
          not inherit the kingdom of God. I pity a man who gets money dishonestly. 
          See the trouble he has to keep it. It is sure to be scattered. If you 
          got it dishonestly you cannot keep it; your children can't keep it--they 
          have not the power. You see that all over the country. A man who gets 
          a dollar dishonestly, had better make restitution and pay it back very 
          quickly, or it will burn in his pocket. 
        
          SOME WILL NOT GET 
            IN 
        
               In the days of Noah we read that 
          he sailed over the deluge. He was the only righteous man, but according 
          to the theory of some people, the rest of those men who were so foul 
          and so wicked--too wicked to live--God just took them and swept them 
          all into heaven, and left the only righteous man to go through this 
          trial. Drunkards, and thieves and vagabonds all went to heaven, they 
          say. You might as well go forward and preach that "you can swear as 
          much as you like, and murder as much as you please, and it will come 
          out right--that God will forgive you; God is so merciful." 
               Suppose the Governor of a State 
          should pardon every person that the courts ever convicted, and are now 
          lying in its jails and penitentiaries; suppose he should let them all 
          loose because he is so merciful that he could not bear to have men punished; 
          I think he would not be Governor of that State long. These men who are 
          talking about God being so full of mercy, that He is going to spare 
          all, and take all men to heaven, would be the very men to say that such 
          a Governor as that ought to be impeached--that he ought not to be Governor. 
          Let us bear in mind that the Scripture says there is a certain class 
          of people who "shall not inherit the kingdom of God." Now, I 
          will give you the Scripture; it is a good deal better to just give the 
          Scripture for these things, and then if you do not like it you can quarrel 
          with Scripture, and not with me. Let no man say that I have been saying 
          who is going to heaven and who is not; I will let the Scripture speak 
          for itself: "Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the 
          kingdom of God?" I Cor. vi, 9. 
               But the unrighteous--the adulterers, 
          the fornicators and thieves--these men may all inherit it if they will 
          only turn away from their sins. "Let the wicked forsake his way, and 
          the unrighteous man his thoughts;" but if the unrighteous man says: 
          "I will not turn away from sin; I will hold on to sin and have heaven," 
          he is deceiving himself. 
               A man who steals my pocket-book 
          loses a good deal more than I do. I can afford to let him have my pocket-book 
          a great deal better than he can afford to take it. See how much that 
          man loses who steals my pocket-book. Perhaps he may get a few dollars; 
          or he may steal my coat; but he does not get much. See how much he has 
          lost. Take an inventory of what that man loses if he loses heaven. Think 
          of it. No thief shall inherit the kingdom of God. To any thief I would 
          say: "Steal no more." Let him ask God to forgive him; let him repent 
          of his sin and turn to God. If you get eternal life it is worth more 
          than the whole world. If you were to steal the whole world, you would 
          not get much, after all. The whole world does not amount to much, if 
          you have not eternal life with it, to enjoy yourself in the future. 
            
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