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Morning and Evening

February 7, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"Arise, and depart." — Micah 2:10 · KJV

The hour is coming when the message will reach us, as it reaches everyone: "Arise, and go forth from the home in which you have dwelt, from the city where you have done your business, from your family, from your friends. Arise, and take your last journey." And what do we know of that journey? What do we know of the country to which we are bound? We have read a little of it, and something has been revealed to us by the Spirit; but how little we know of the realms of the future! We know there is a dark and stormy river called Death. God bids us cross it, promising to be with us. And after death, what comes? What wonder-world will open on our astonished sight? What scene of glory will unfold before us? No traveler has ever returned to tell. But we know enough of the heavenly land to make us welcome our summons there with joy and gladness. The journey of death may be dark, but we may set out on it without fear, knowing that God is with us as we walk through the gloomy valley, so that we need fear no evil. We shall be leaving all we have known and loved here, but we shall be going to our Father's house — to our Father's home, where Jesus is — to that royal "city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God." This will be our last removal, to dwell forever with Him whom we love, among His people, in the presence of God. Christian, meditate much on heaven; it will help you press on and forget the toil of the way. This vale of tears is only the pathway to the better country; this world of woe is only the stepping-stone to a world of bliss. Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, for Your bright courts on high; then bid our spirits rise and join the chorus of the sky.